Wednesday

Going to school with a red and irritated left eye today was humbling. Conjunctivitis, they say. The only thing cool about my predicament is that my eye is photosensitive. Extremely sensitive to light. After turning off the lights last night, my swollen left eye could still trace the objects in my room, while the good eye could see nothing but darkness!

Thank God that it isn't a corneal ulcer. How I got my eye infected - God knows! I haven't worn my contact lenses for a week by now.

They've replaced the Clavinova in our MBTS chapel with an upright piano - temporarily (I hope). While the sound quality and touch of the keys gave me the creeps, I think I am getting used to all that.

My sister left for KL last night. This is something she texted me today...

"...You know, suddenly I remembered something. Yesterday, near Subang Airport, when dad was driving, suddenly a long pole of a few meters seemed to drop down from an overhead bridge, very near our car...vertically. And then it 'bounced' back up again like being pulled back up. Weird huh...."

Wow. I believe it had got something to do with God's protection on my family. Praise be to Jesus Christ.

Protein...

In the past week, I have been taking this self-concocted chocolate-protein-shake for breakfast.

I realized recently that I do not consume enough protein for my health and immune levels - so I bought this mix of soy protein and whey powder from Cosway. By itself, when stirred into water at room-temperature (you are not supposed to add hot water, or the proteins will denature. --> Remember chemistry/biology back in school? :P) a very icky, chalky drink is produced. Some paste. Yucks. Never, never again. In desperation, I tried blending the protein powder into hot chocolate instead. Guess what? It worked! Since the chocolate protein shake is SO yummy and nutritious, I have not gotten tired of it yet. I usually supplement it with a Centrum multivitamin tablet afterward. The shake is a very good meal in itself, because it has enough calories, carbs and nutrition to last me till mid-morning at least. It fills me up so well! Then I'd have my mid-morning snack at school if hungry. Other than breakfast, I don't think I'd have the shake as a meal replacement though. I would much prefer solid food! :D

The shake can be drunk as a healthy snack or pre-/post-workout as well. It has been a wonderful alternative to my usual snacks, which have gotten boring. (First, I had to check what my daily protein requirement is, based on age, gender and etc. - just in case I exceeded the quota!) I sometimes use soybean milk powder or fruits in replacement of the chocolate. Some people get constipated with too much protein. If you are one of those people, you will have to make sure that you increase your intake of fiber as well. Oh, and drink more water.

I feel that somehow the protein helped my hormone levels tremendously. Weird, I didn't have much PMS this time round - and no period cramps!

Updates

My missing engagement ring (I blogged about it last week) was found. By Ben. LOL. (To date, he has actually presented me the ring twice! :P) It fell into a bag lying around on the floor, by accident. Ben discovered it and placed it somewhere I could easily find (and yet, my eyes must have scanned that spot umpteen times!) I was so relieved that I cried.

I am now done with both my interpretation projects for Book of Joshua - since Friday. What a relief! I am learning the power of writing short and uncomplicated sentences! :P Writing in English is that interesting. There is always room for improvement...and so I never get bored. (With English I mean. I did not say that I never get bored doing assignments!!!) Hoping that this week will see me productive with my Christian Ethics and Conflict Dynamics assignments...I'm feeling really lazy now, since I almost pureed my brain last week. Definitely looking forward to all the meet-ups I've scheduled with my precious friends this week!

And then, I will begin the 2nd half of my last term on-campus. (After May 14th, I'll be finishing the rest of my course "long-distance". The reason for that is - I am not sure where I am going to be yet.

Oh, also, I have been having a weird ear-condition that afforded me quite a bit of scare for the past 4 days. Apparently it was precipitated by the flight (from Taiwan back to Malaysia) a weekend ago. The pressure did not equalize in my ears...and therefore, resulted in hearing problems, discomfort, echoes and weird humming sounds. I consulted the ENT specialist today - and it was no big deal. (The medical fee was a big deal though - but my dear kindly covered my expenses.) The good news - my hearing is still perfect and no, I won't need hearing aids anytime soon...LOL. So don't worry. Thanks for prayers, the few of you who knew about it.

Peace out, peeps.

Medical studies, etc...

I must really thank God for helping me through rheumatology. Thought it was going to be a drag, especially after how I used to always struggle with it back in med school. Surprisingly, I seem to be understanding medicine a lot better now... than I did, back in final med. Concepts which were pretty hazy in my mind then make so much sense now.

I am wondering why NOW... and not before my final exams. Imagine - what if I could regurgitate the stuff I now understand in the face of my examiners three years back. LOL. But then again, Ben suggests that perhaps my brain has matured throughout the years! My memory seems to be improving too - after my nearing-two-years stint at MBTS. Seminary is a good thing, I promise. Even though it comes with a ship-load of assignments and the near-certainty of eye-bags, caffeine-overdose, new reading-glasses, etc. Heh... :)

Truly, praise God for the sudden 'anointing' to study again! Not to mention for the joy I am experiencing while studying. Sigh. It's crazy. God knows why I am doing this. But, I believe that I will understand too someday.

But anyway... it's Tuesday. The week is still young, but time will pass quickly... Let us seize the moment and Carpe diem!

Monday

Vocal cords have not been too well lately. Ever since I was down with the December flu. So hard to warm-up in the mornings and when I sing, I can't hold my notes. Although I am supposed to have recovered from the flu, I still cough in the morning due to post-nasal drip, have rhinitis and produce alot of sputum. (Pardon the gross details)...

Thankfully, last week's worship leading @ MBTS went OK. And after the past Sunday's stint, it's one more week of doing vocal back-up in Service 2... then I can rest my cords for a while. Hopefully they will get well soon.

Watched Inception yesterday - and I had no idea what was going on most of the time. LOL. Ben said that it is a very brilliant movie. As for me... I think that my mind is either too simple of tired to comprehend the concept.

Had Domino's Pizza with Ben last night to wrap up my eating weekend.

Yet another "resolution"

I have decided to spend some time each day revisiting baby Kumar and Clark. LOL. It's a pocket-sized (although too thick to fit into my pocket) book containing the essentials of clinical medicine. Thought since I am now approaching the third year since I graduated from med school, I'd better refresh my knowledge.I have been quite reluctant to do this for some time already... However, yesterday, when I picked up my pocket K&C, and those familiar words I have been ruminating on for quite some years back in med school greeted me... I felt a strange tug in my heart. And then I thought... "Perhaps the anointing is here... Better get into revision before I miss the 'moment'!" Hehe.

So there... I hope to cover the entire book in a year's time... latest.

Two years :)

Still sick. My nose has run a week-long marathon. Every morning, I cough up loads of sputum produced by post-nasal drip. (Sorry if this sounds eww!) I have also been talking in a sexy voice for quite a few days by now. But wow, I am definitely in a better mood than I was two days ago - feeling a lot less crappy... and I can sincerely say that I am feeling closer to God today - compared to say, a week ago! :) To all who have been praying, thanks... For the past few days, I have been spending my afternoons reading, journaling, writing my prayers down (seriously, I am so much more fruitful doing this than merely praying aloud - keeps me focused and AWAKE :P) and reflecting on my own life. There were a few meet-ups with good friends, a steam-boat gathering tonight... and loads of heart-to-heart talks. Some frustrations here and there - but God very mercifully met me where I was.

What refreshing rains after braving some parched desert pathways! Living water. Ah, relief for my soul.

I feel that I am learning how to trust God again.

At this point, I am still trying to discover what eroded my faith (not that it was like totally gone - but I haven't been feeling like myself since the Christmas week, somehow). What triggered the feelings of despair and hopelessness. What distracted me and divided my heart. All so that I can avoid it/them in the future. Nevertheless, emerging myself in the love of God was the best thing I was inspired to do.

Yes, I was inspired. It was amazing how watching Ben in his intimate moments with God makes me yearn for the same closeness with the Lord. And when I did draw near to God (I wouldn't say that I was so willing at first), I found Him ~ the source of Life, the source of hope, the source of all joy and strength. Being human, I know I will yet go through more troughs in the future ~ but every gulf of distress like this one, has its own share of beautiful lessons despite the growing pains.

I want to learn them well. God only disciplines those He loves as sons (and daughters).

So this time, let me learn to trust Him more.

Yes, my brook is drying up! Soon, I will have no water to even wet my tongue while the ravens continue bringing the bread and meat. That is if they remember! But I want to believe God will send them in His perfect time. He will. Like Elijah, let me be poised and wait.Today, I realized that my personal blog at gmmmh.blogspot.com just turned two years old! :) One more year has passed. Another year from today, let me still be as joyful and secure in God, despite come what may.

Thursday - time for some TLC

Sick. *A-tish-ooooooo*

It's time for a good rest and some TLC for myself...

My knight in shining armor is sick...

Feeling a little burned out at this stage. But yeah... I did not go crazy during my POPGP finals back in 2007... and so, like I promised myself back then - I will never go crazy, ever. Especially not now. Gonna press on till we sing 'Auld Lang Syne' on New Year's Eve this year. Haha. Then hopefully, I can start the New Year with a clean slate - as in... no leftover assignments...

Wishful thinking.

My fiance is down with another bout of illness for the third time in this past month. Diarrhoea. The guy thinks it's the Stone-grill Unagi thingy he ate at Kim Gary with his colleagues... But me thinks it's because his immune system is kinda low due to all that work stress. And the Unagi just tipped the scales and triggered food-poisoning symptoms. When we wound up at the doctor's office, guess what? He was all feverish and shivering...and walking like a robot. Turned out that his flu acted up again - perhaps reactivated by the food poisoning bugs.... Eeeeee.....

Aiseh... But he was kinda cute la. Irresistably cute. After all, I don't see him weak like this often. But when it does happen, I enjoy fussing over him like a mother-hen...worries aside. (I believe he secretly enjoys it too!!! :P)

On the other hand, I returned to Ben's home all hungry even though I had already eaten dinner. Ignored my hunger pangs for a while, till I noticed that I could not absorb whatever I had been studying. Grrrr... Ended up watching AFC while downing choc chip cookies dunked into warm soybean milk... Da best! :)

P.M.S is here to haunt me. Again. Not pre-missiontrip-syndrome like the last time I posted... :P Real P.M.S!!! :D

I have this craving for potato chips....

Neck pain...

My poor neck. It hurts bad.

I don't know what I did to it in my sleep. When I woke up this morning, I couldn't rotate my head... or even lift up my chin. Whenever I do these... OR massage a particular spot on my neck, the muscles go into painful spasms... Did I fight a dragon in my dreams or something? Or have the whole world on my shoulders?

It is so bad that I can't even put my head on Ben's shoulder without wincing with pain.

It is so bad that I HAD to take a break from my assignments... :D *secretly feeling happy* I went to Queensbay Mall, ate KFC, walked around, went to the gym... and had a wonderful time. Haha.

I realized today....that I really need a good book to read. (It's ages since I read a good one - apart from my textbooks!) ...I also need more money to shop. And that terrible feeling is sinking into the pits of my stomach - I HAVEN'T BOUGHT ANY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS yet...

After the weekend (and M.I.A)...

BLOOD TEST RESULTS

Collected my body check-up and blood test results on Saturday. Everything is well, my weight's still perfect (although I know I could tone up a little with strength-training)... but as for my cholesterol levels, they are elevated. *boohoo*

I think it is not my fault. Or my parents' fault. Haha. (Coz none of them have hypercholesterolaemia!) Apparently many people in the seminary have had their cholesterol levels raised too... So perhaps, it's got something to do with the food in the seminary. Or the stress levels we so unitedly face!

Ben's mum immediately started me on a course of fish-oil capsules for the Omega-3, EPA and DHA... On my part, I will perhaps start eating oats religiously... and eat less deep-fried food.

WEDDING PREP

Went to the Bridal Fair at Queensbay Mall over the weekend. We finally signed up for a bridal package after weeks and weeks of research. LOL. Subsequently, Ben and I spent most of Sunday discussing who should we put on the wedding committee. It was quite brain-draining I must say *groan*... more importantly, FUN! *grins* I know I might freak out nearer to the wedding day itself... but at least now, I am still OK. We've got awesome friends involved in our plans... That puts me at ease.

Chilled out with a good swimming session down at the RH pool.

NEW CHALLENGES AHEAD

Firstly - I am about to be a Mandarin-English translator in chapel on Wednesday. Fung Hain and I are going to do a presentation to the school on our Poland M.T. Since our chapel services are bi-lingual, she will be speaking in Mandarin and myself in English. After that, I am giving a testimony of some of my highlights in Poland. I covet your prayers... especially because I am a banana-Chinese (i.e I am yellow on the outside and kinda white on the inside) and there was no time to write out a script because both of us were so overwhelmingly busy -so I'll have to do it spontaneously. @_@'

Secondly, my assignments. Words cannot describe how stressed I am over all of them.

Thirdly, I am going on a new mission from this week onwards. I will be giving English tuition to a Korean girl twice a week... so do keep me in prayers with regards to time management, provisions, language barriers and such.

Lastly, I had a thought over the weekend ~ I don't only want to hear people telling me, "Wow! God loves you so much..." - I want to always experience His love, and therefore say, "WOW!!! God loves me so much", myself. I need to work on my spiritual walk with God more consistently.

Saturday

I had a funny sort of Saturday morning during the weekend. It started with me being a pin-cushion...

I went for a full-body check-up at one of the clinics. It involved the general examinations, a lung-function test, BMI calculation, urine test, blood test and ECG. Everything was fine until it was time for me to do a little um...blood-sacrifice.

This was where all the trouble started.

You see, I've never been an easy patient when it comes to blood-taking. You can say that I am an inexperienced-doctor's worst nightmare. My veins are incredibly tough to find, tiny and if you happen to stumble upon one in the crook of my arm, I don't yield much blood. Often, the doctors give up trying to draw blood from anterior aspect of my elbow... and switch to a vein from my hand or wrist.

First, I should mention that I had drunk a ridiculous amount of water that morning - just so that I could empty my bladder to give a substantial urine sample. I was still waiting for the call of nature, when I was called... into the blood-taking room instead.

The biochemist who was to potentially 'break-the-record' (or so I hoped), didn't seem fazed when I told her about my 'problem'. She prepared the needles and placed a tourniquet on my arm...

I thought, "Uh-oh. OK, here goes..."

After examining my arm, my biochemist realized that I was not kidding about my 'difficult veins'. Started tapping, tapping, tapping and tapping on the anterior aspect of my elbow... until she was practically slapping it in frustration. *Yeouccch* (Ganas betul!) She would occasionally stop slapping to feel around with her fingers for veins. No veins responded or appeared. I sighed. She decided to insert the needle by faith anyway.

By the time she had finished all the slapping, I was already numbed. The needle pierced my skin and moved around, desperately hoping to puncture a vein. No such luck. After quite some time of moving the needle in all directions under my skin and pumping the syringe to suck up some blood, the biochemist who looked really tired and nervous (I felt so sorry for her) announced reluctantly, "I will have to use a different spot."

I said, "It's OK. Relax!!!" Gave her the most friendly smile I could possibly muster. (I knew how she felt - coz I was once in her shoes)

I thought, "But I want to pee..."

She tried again. Same arm. Slap, slap. Feel for vein. Slap, slap and SLAP! The needle went in clean after a long time... and this time, it did puncture a vein. Bravo! However, she did not manage to get much blood. Pumped and pumped the syringe too. I was starting to smart with pain... and since there was still not much blood, she decided that she'd try the other arm.

This was when Ben, who was sitting outside, got REALLY worried (I had been in there for a good 20 minutes or so) - he talked to another biochemist outside and told her to rescue me. (My dear is such a hero! :P) And so, yes, this time, a different biochemist jabbed me, on a different arm....

BLOOD! At last! Not much, but still... it was just enough to fill up all the lab test-tubes...

I heaved a big sigh of relief!

This was the longest blood-taking session ever. 30 minutes for a few tiny test-tubes of blood. I think I proved to be my first biochemist's worst nightmare.

I ran to the bathroom after that for a good pee. The End.

Countdown: 3 days to freedom and....

Chesty cough worsened today. Sputum turned yellow-green.

I lost my voice. Then when I had to make a phone-call, I sounded like a guy. The operator on the other end of the phone-line must have been a little... um...surprised ... because this 'guy' is named Grace. Even I was traumatized and geli-fied myself. Kept clearing my throat to let her know that I am really a girl with a bad voice. *Sigh*

I had a couple of weird dreams last night.

First I dreamt that I had to stay in a dorm for some reason. For some reason, I did not feel good about that dream - I can't remember many details of that dream now. I seem to remember my late-mum being in that dream though. (I still dream of her sometimes, even though she's been absent in my life for about 9 years by now.)

Secondly, I dreamt that I had been invited to a gathering at a restaurant in a huge shopping center - when I was there, my friends were kinda nice to me (out of politeness) but they simply left me out of everything - and all I wanted to do was to go home. Then I had parked my car somewhere in the huge carpark of that shopping center - and then when it was time to look for it, I just couldn't find it. It was definitely still in the basement, because it beeped everytime I pressed on my remote control... I just couldn't make out where the sound came from. Which direction, etc. At the end of my dream (i.e. just before I woke up), I still couldn't find my car. Which meant I couldn't go home. *Boo hoo* All the emotions I went through = loneliness, rejection, disappointment, anger, anxiety, frustration, depression.

Defeated. It felt like everything and everyone was against me somehow. Like I had to prove myself to be accepted. Like I was unworthy. Like I didn't deserve to have good friends, be loved or to even have a place of refuge. It was one of those dreams that left me tired and dazed. I didn't cry in my sleep though. You think my dream is a reflection of my subconscious? Hmm, I don't know.

I so need God. I wanna be secure in His love. Yesterday, during my prayer time, I realized that I still don't trust others that easily and whenever somebody breaks my trust, I forgive but I have a difficult time trusting again. But, I really want to trust God, coz He has never failed me and is faithful even when I am not. He doesn't love me because I am worthy ~ but because He truly loves me, I am worthy... because our relationship with God must be based not on a contract but a covenant of grace.

Sick... after the weekend...

WAM Retreat this year was great.. again! I feel very privileged to be a part of it. A big thank you to my sponsors, the WTR organizers for their hard work and Dr. Herbert's family for ministering to us.

The huge room at Copthorne Orchid Penang, that I shared with my usual roomie, Pekz (Pig). It was so roomy and spacious, with a wonderful view ~ Felt so luxurious. Totally loved the bathroom too.

Beach walk in the morning...

...with Ben

He was as usual trying to catch the crabs...

Ah, successful attempt...

Nice...

Ling Ming (Dr. Herbert's wife) and Pig, before one of the sessions... Daniel in the background, looking at the keyboard...

Louise showing off her 'traffic light'...

Ben was still trying to blow the shofar. Wasn't as easy as it looked huh. But he got it in the end.

A great finish to the week. Felt so refreshed spiritually, after the retreat. Didn't take that many pictures - I think I will curi pictures from other people when they finally upload the photos they took during the retreat.

Then I fell sick.

Don't ask me what happened... I didn't even know that I was that sick. Was totally oblivious to it. However yesterday...I lost my appetite completely, developed severe heat-intolerance, malaise, headaches, breathlessness and felt like I was going to faint several times. My throat felt kinda funny too. Did not feel well at all so I skipped school today... Upon Ben's urging, I went to see the doctor today (even though I felt that the fuss was unnecessary) and got myself examined... A clip of our conversation:

Dr : What do you mean, your throat is just a little weird? It's BAD!
Me: Hmm. *giggles and wheezes* But I still can swallow. *Thinks of the time when I couldn't even swallow*
Dr : Yeah, you mean it's not bad enough yet for admission...*chuckles*
Me: Ok.... *feels silly* Hehe.
Dr : Here, let me have a listen to your lungs... *Auscultates*
Me: *Breathes in deeply...and exhales....and again*
Dr : Give me a cough please.
Me: *Forces a cough*
Dr : Your phlegm is back-tracking into your lungs. It's so noisy down there... like wheezes... :/ It's probably the congestion that caused your dizziness... insufficient oxygen...
Me: Oh really?? *alarmed*
Dr : You have a running nose?
Me: Not really... Just a little. *Sniffles*
Dr : *Observes* That is a bad running nose.

My first acute exacerbation of bronchial asthma secondary to chest infection... in 3-4 years! A little more delay in seeking treatment... and I would have perhaps landed in the emergency room of the hospital... for nebulizers or something.

I can't believe how I underestimated my own symptoms this time. Usually I am a little hypochondriac. I am paranoid of getting sick... so I am especially sensitive to all weird bodily sensations.

Scan results came out...

I'm fine for the time being :) Thank God.

Saturday

Feeling a little happier today.

Did the scan at Tanjung Hospital. Will know the results on Monday.

Friday

The old health problem is back. Sigh...

Couldn't procrastinate any longer. Went to the doctor's today. Tomorrow, I have another appointment at Tanjung MC for a scan. (Finally!) Hopefully things will be all right soon.

Thursday's muse

Our worship team had a rehearsal today for Tuesday's chapel service next week. Kevin, Pam, Chris, Winson, Stanford and myself.

I just love how my team humbles me and makes me thankful that the Holy Spirit is ultimately the worship-leader - and not I, myself. I am glad that I often feel inadequate as a leader, because I know that His strength is made perfect in my lack. We can indeed lean on His faithfulness, even though things may mess up on the day itself. More importantly - may we be able to worship Him with joy, awe and wonder in our hearts. I also enjoy learning fresh, new things from my team-members very much.

I love it that every musician takes ownership of his/her role and instrumental parts, throws out suggestions to improve the dynamics/flow of the songs (and not merely wait for my instructions and blindly stick with 'em). Gives his/her best to the Lord.

Well done, dear people!

Thursday.

Slept late last night, because I got caught up doing some work, which I thought was pretty fun...

Remember how gung-ho I was last year 'bout folding pretty origami boxes out of recycled magazine pages? Well, I made a whole lot of boxes... but I didn't know what to do with them *roll your eyes at me, yeah* - till yesterday, when I was wondering how to construct a organizer tray for the OTC meds in school....

TADA! Praise God for a brainwave!

Origami boxes to organize the meds!Each box is labelled with its indication, drug name and dosage - so that Pst. Sunny Khoo will have no problem figuring out what to do with them, when I'm not around. Hehe.

Tomorrow, I've gotta clean out the medicine store-room...There's simply icky dust everywhere now.

Never say NEVER.

When I was in medical school (especially the very first few years), I remember sharing with my CG in Dublin, that I'd probably never sit in the office 9 to 5, and have to deal with anything else apart from the patients.

I was proven wrong. After I graduated, I had a 9 to 5 job at church for 9 months, before I entered MBTS. Although my work required me to conduct regular visitations to the homes of elderly, homebound church members, minister to them and oversee the church care-takers, I too shared in the administration workload of the church and did loads of adhoc stuff - sitting in the church office, surrounded by your typical office stationery, etc. I learned how to do many things that I never thought necessary to learn - for example using the paper cutter, working on church bulletins, printing, etc. Ah, thank God for such an opportunity, although I must say that God worked on my attitude/character more than anything else. :P

When I finally gave up my medical career for a fulltime Christian vocation, I remember sending all my med books back to KL (I think my dad felt sad seeing them return home) and telling everyone who asked me, "So... what are you going to do with your medical degree?" that I'd be leaving it behind... never to go back there again. Of course, I didn't see medical school as a waste. There was so much I learned there aside from medical knowledge and skills - and God used my time in Dublin and Penang to grow me in many ways, especially in the ministry... I am also thankful that med school has made me a very people-oriented person. But I didn't see what I could really do with my degree, which many point out as 'a waste'. In the past year, I have often wondered myself why I continued studying medicine when I felt called by God in my 2nd med year to a fulltime Christian vocation. While it is true that I respected the counsel of my leaders back at Every Nation Dublin to continue in my studies until I graduated, I still often wonder 'what if' I had left Dublin that year and returned to Malaysia for theological education....

My dad said a very spectacular thing when I first told him that I'd be leaving medicine behind. Of course, he wasn't very sure that I was making the right decision back then, but he was so very insistent that he saw me using my degree to the fullest. (What strong words!) After a while, he had peace about me going to MBTS - but he still occasionally calls me 'Doctor' at home. I secretly hated it - coz it invokes mixed feelings within me each time he does that. Sheeesh.

Additionally, my boyfriend reminds me every now and then, that I ought to be revising my medical knowledge, because I'll never know when God will open a door.

Guess what?

My degree did not go to a waste after all. Firstly, I was able to get into the M.Div program at MBTS because I already possess a first degree.

Secondly... God suddenly opened another door last week. As part of my compulsory duty to the MBTS community, I have been assigned to manage the first-aid and medication kits at MBTS and manage uncomplicated sick/injury cases on campus (haha, with OTC medications:P) whenever I am around at school.

See? Never say never. God's will prevails.

Now I regret sending all my books back to KL. Coz I need to study again.

And... omg. Dad was right after all @_@. Ben as well!

Today, I met up with Dr. Oh (he's a medical practitioner and a part-time lecturer at MBTS) to discuss my duties, as well as the meds stock. So thankful that I am able to liaise with him and sorta get mentored - coz I am currently a little out of touch with medicine already. (It's like drugs... their efficacy start to decline by 10% every year after their expiry dates! My med knowledge slowly seeps out, little by little, as I continue to stuff my head with Bible College stuff). Tee hee.

What he said at the end of our discussion impacted me the most. "It's good for you to be taking on these duties and keeping your medical knowledge fresh and updated. It will come into good use when you do missions."

Hmm. God is so sovereign.

This is how the end of our conversation went...

Me : Thanks so much, Dr. Oh.
Dr. Oh : Ah, it's no problem... Dr. Moo.
Me : Um.... no don't call me that *sheepish grin* ...
Dr. Oh : Well, you are a qualified doctor after all... :)

I am not proud that he said that... but that coming from a doctor who has been in the field for a long time encouraged me indeed.

Thursday

Slow and headach-ish kind of day after a weird, nerve-wrecking night... but I still felt blessed somehow...

Had to miss the 3rd day of Joy Camp, because I had running nose, headache and dizziness upon waking up this morning. My nose did not stop running by 8.15am and I continued sneezing - so I had to ask someone else to replace me...just in case it was a cold. Didn't want to risk passing on an viral infections to the kids... especially when I was sneezing like that! (Kids catch 'em much faster than adults, btw...) ~ Strange... but I actually miss teaching my class. Noise, mischievous boys and all...

I went back to sleep after informing Valerie (our Youth Coordinator). Headache was still around when I woke up. @_@' Crepitus. But at least, I could rest the whole morning... Had more time to myself in the afternoon too...for prayer.

I don't know why I often wake up with tension-type headaches. I wonder if it's got anything to do with the depth of my sleep, oxygen level in my room or anaemia...

I still have a headache now. It has been a whole day, almost.