attempt #10385493

at my research proposal..

i've been sitting in front of my laptop since 8.42 pm after dinner.. it's now 10.08 pm, surprise surprise! i haven't started one bit!! so what have i been doing for the past 1 hour ++????????

1. ebay (it's addictive i tell you, sung & chris!!! ur fault laaa...)
- but i'm getting a new handbag (roxy weiii) for only aud10
2. visiting blogs.. i miss u guys la, what to do? want to find out how u all are getting on.
3. blogging (why???!!!)
4. google (ok i did start a bit la.. here's what i typed in the search column)
- cox proportional Lazards ratio (can match chuen's dual chamber impedence agrinometer or something like that)
- Karplan-Meier life table
- sizing calculations and that's abt it. i stopped at clicking the search button.

aghhhh... but nevertheless, having complain abt my research proposal a LOT, now that i look back at it.. well, it IS an interesting topic, and although my research prof is well-known to be impossible but God's favour is still so evident? cos prof kinda worked out the whole frame for me.. i was just too nervous and scared and just kept nodding at whatever he said to even realize what was really going on. but it's actually all there. yeah. i just need to do my part now (which i'm obviously having some trouble doing so by being such a procrastinator).

i got my assessment today! wee.. officially on holiday until colorectal?? hahaha.. no la.. me a good girl, will still go to hospital. i'm happy with what i got.. :) considering it was upper gi. thank you Lord :) amazing grace! especially after the sad dream i got abt failing my attachment :(

here's a funny scene in outpatients clinic:

just as i enter the clinic,

mr b: ok, grab a chair and sit behind me. it's a busy day i won't have much time to teach but i'll do what i can ok?
me: sure :) *yes! no need to answer questions*
mr b: mutters something abt the patient's details/past medical history
being the deaf person i am..
me: hmm? *stands up and peer over his shoulders, thought it would be good to show some enthusiasm*
mr b: can u pls stop peeking over my shoulders??!! (in an 'angry-joking' manner)
me: oops, ok ok.. sorry.. *sits down*
mr b: nah that's ok *grins* don't worry, i won't let you miss out on anything ok?

towards the end,

mr b: it's been a long day eh? (and he still has a 6 file stack of patient notes in his hands) why don't u go get some morning tea? i'll see you tomorrow..
me: really? *leaps with joy within*
mr b: yup yup.. oh by the way.. u look good today. perfect student. white coat..
me: i've got my stethoscope *pats left pocket* and my pen torch *pats right pocket* my pen and my notebook *winks*
mr b: good girl.

hahaha.. cos he "fired" me in his angry-joking manner last wk abt all these things.

Question: if u call a male surgeon Mr.. what do you call a female surgeon? somebody PLEASE enlighten me :D