because i am tired, and sometimes you just need hope that there'll be a better tomorrow.

met a lovely ENT prof in the OR whilst pottering around waiting for things to happen. managed to ask him a few questions regarding my pawp's friend - who happened to be treated by him! i had no idea, and neither had he. i guess it's one too many patients!

but it's always lovely when profs make time to answer your questions, so you don't feel like the lowly medical student aka dirt-on-the-bottom-of-the-shoe or MRSA-in-the-OR. yay for good profs! and he wasn't even in charge of me - i'm doing anaesthesia now!

anaesthesia, on the other hand, is a whole different story. far be it from me to enthuse about anaesthesia, and far be it from me to say i have the brains needed to do anaesthesia. i have been routinely amazed at how much information the anaesthetists/anaesthesiologists (whichever they choose to call themselves - i'm clueless in this aspect) have at their fingertips, and their calm and serenity in handling all sorts of situations is nothing sort of breath-taking. i freaked out when i saw i grade 3 larynx - no glottis in sight at all!!! and yet, the anaesthetist calmly looked and asked for another blade and just intubated the patient. like that! snap fingers!