i love work.. then i get tired of it..
Its so hard when pple are off and u have to see countless patients.. and feel so tired at the end of the day..

At the same time, i LOVE the pple i work with, from the ward clerk.. who is absolutely funny and motherly, with her absolutely dry english humour.
" I saw someone who looked like a supermodel.. walking with dark hair flowing when i was driving in today.. and then i realised it was JUST YOU, Joy.."

to dropping " I AM FLU PROTECTED" stickers on unsuspecting fellow colleagues, engrossed in their tasks..

to my one-handed " broke my thumb playing footy" fellow ward physio, who volunteered to cut the plaster off the leg of a patient.. THEN realises he only has one hand. And hands the task (and saw) to me. " WOW.u're so good, u could be on burke's backyard!"
uh huh. flattery ain't getting u anywhere, mate.
But we get along.. and discuss everything from our favourite fruits.. to.. why coconuts are called coconuts.
(it's an ongoing debate)

To knowing there's always a bed ard if u need to sleep. Was feeling sick at work today, so i slept thru lunch.. in the secret(sleeping) room, with my colls heating up my lunch for me.

To bagging my senior cos his pants were too short.

And having a good laugh through the day. Yes, work is busy and hectic at times.. but the pple.. they make all the difference.