MOH TB Guidelines

Their song is strangely hypnotic.

Yes. Guidelines. With song.

Yay for Malaysia.

In other news, with so many things backlogged I feel like a clogged drain that doesn't seem to be unclogging itself anytime soon.

Talking about apt analogies, I also feel I'm constipated. No, literally. And it's like everything's just stuck in stasis and I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.

And the little Naz in me is rebelling against the daily workload, the daily I have to come home and do some more work load, the daily I cannot go out and play anymore. So she's rebelling.

Which is why things are getting backlogged anyways.

And I am somewhat uneasy about getting stirred up in the night by dreams about work. It's really tiring when at 3am sleeping in your bed and then you cannot find the doctor to write the stupid duration on the discharge prescription or when you cannot for the life of you find sources when someone asked you about PZA and RIF.

As if I don't get enough of those at work I have to get it at HOME, when I'm trying to SLEEP!! How very mortifying!!

I might need some counselling for my trauma once all of this is done.

Anyway, there was a point I was trying to make and that point was that, I still feel so immature like a small kid that maybe I shouldn't be working at this age. Not only for my good but also for the good of others at the workplace like the employers, colleagues, patients. They deserve somebody who's much more dedicated to their job. I just want to go home and read my books and play my games. There's never any time to read my books and play my games!!

Sighness. Too late for a gap year now is it.