Welcome to Grandrounds No.10.

As I,was thinking on how to get around this honour which was set upon me by my buddy and our friends, so this is what I decided to come up with. Well initially, it was suppose to be a sing along to a song and the round had a theme but… next time maybe.

I start this grandrounds with a cheer,to Jimbo and his friend, who won first prize for his poster presentation.

Swee Kheng from Taiping, starts a well written article with “one year on, the pain and hurt has been replaced in its acute form, by a dull and aching sensation, always present in your soul, always present in the things that you do every day.”

As I browsed the blogs, many wrote about work and medicine. You name it had a picture of an abdominal xray which she called coffee-bean, as she continues to examine the elderly lady with a partial? per-rectal examination! I wonder how far her finger would go in a full per-rectal!!

Stormyformydoctors had a stormy locum practice after an intense quiet day but managed to do his bit to make him and all of us proud.

Talking about a stormy day, Sbanboy wrote to us why things ( in his case – bad calls), just don’ change despite changing hospitals. Well, a wise man said, you can never run from fate. Saw Ling adds to this as she describes her tough life in one of her worst days ever. No! I thought I was bad! Three horrors in 2 hours, you beat me to it Saw Ling.

I also realised that Sbanboy was not the only one to have changed hospitals. Shah, also rambled his way to new place but seem to be enjoying himself so much that he forgot to blog for a week!
Hope you are happy,Shah!

Before I leave work in medicine, I thought I would highlight an article where the owl after feeding his nocturnal life decides to advocate research especially among the medical students.

Life treats us in many ways. Shellgal makes an interesting article when she claims love is a paradox just after she realises that working is not about taking instructions blindly. Work is a paradox too sometimes!
Yap in his tent, tried to recall what friendship is all about and what kind of a friend he is. But what attracted me the most is the failure vagus felt as many of us have felt as such one day or another in our own lifetime about life and death.

With that, I end my grandrounds with this :