I want to father a child

Just a few weeks back, an earthquake wreaked havoc in Christchurch, New Zealand, killing more than 150 people. 

And now, my heart goes out to the victims in Japan which was hit by a massive earthquake of a magnitude of 8.9 and more than 150 aftershocks, triggering gargantuan tsunami waves that invaded its eastern coastline.

In case you haven't noticed, a lot of disasters have occurred lately, devastating the lives of millions of people. There're even rumours about the Niburu planet that's going to criss-cross Earth's orbit and collide with her.

So, maybe the doom's day they've been talking about is real. Perhaps, the end of mankind is imminent. Is it going to be like what's depicted in the movie '2012', with multiple tectonic plate movements culminating in monstrous tsunamis that'll annihilate almost the entire human race?

As risible as it may sound, I actually had a tentative plan to store up adequate amounts of food and water as catastrophe draws near. But then, on a second thought, nothing can really prepare me for it.

Instead, I'm thinking of things I haven't got the chance to do. For instance, fathering a child, although I don't even have a boyfriend at the moment to start with.

Life moves on. Professional exam's just 3 weeks away. And I'm expected to know everything from A-Z as far as medicine is concerned at undergraduate level. I can't believe I'll be treating patients in a few months' time! The good old days seem to have whizzed past me in a twinkling of an eye.

For those of you who don't know me in person, would you like to be treated by Lucifer? :) No consultation fee or unnecessary physical contacts.

Firework

They make such a cute couple. They look very compatible with each other. Very pleasant indeed to see how well the the masculinity of the top that never fails to make me tachypneic complements with the astounding and seductive beauty of the bottom.

And now I'm beginning to think that I was the one having an amorous delusion and with the naivety to even think that my destiny had miraculously had a lucky twist.

I do feel a tinge of sadness, which is complicated and amplified by feelings of inferiority stemming partly from my corpulence. I still wonder with disdain how it'd have turned out if I were physically hotter and nearer.

Nevertheless, listening to Katy Perry's Firework does boost my morale and make me feel better and hopeful.

This song is dedicated to those there who's having a hard time, trying in vain to lose weight or who's failed miserably in winning the heart of someone you like.

There's a firework in everyone. Do not be dispirited nor belittle yourself. You gotta ignite it. And let it shine. 

If you dont like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude and the way you see it. Lingering on self-pity is obviously not going to get you anywhere.

Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow

Spiritually uplifted

I performed a neurological examination on a boy with a non-neurological pathology today. 

Nothing warms your heart more than a co-operative kid who beams broadly at you and obeys all your instructions. He's very very adorable so much so that, for a brief moment of insanity, I actually wished that I had a son like him. 

It's so heart-warming to hear his chuckles when I tested his Babinski's reflex. To see his cheerful facial expression when I stroke my tendon hammer against his patellar tendon. And to see the joy and innocence in his eyes as I built my rapport with him.

It's impossible to describe in words how uplifted I felt just by these simple gestures. You have to experience it yourself to understand what I'm trying to convey. 

That's one thing I like about paediatric patients. They have no pretense at all. And when they smile, you know that they like you and it just miraculously makes you feel good and boosts your confidence.

The kid was treated for acute post-streptococcal glomerulonephritis. He's doing absolutely fine. Doubt he'll develop any complications. May he be discharged soon!

I feel so great now that it eclipses my underlying melancholy which is in a way related to my previous post. Occasionally, I wonder why certain things seem so ordinary and easily attainable by others and yet, to me, they always appear to be so indistinct on the distant horizon, blurred by a thick mist of impossibility in between and forever out of my reach.

Never mind. I still feel great now. And I also feel a tremendous sense of achievement for I correctly calculated the amount of fluid correction needed for another kid with acute gastroenteritis with severe dehydration.

Now, who wants to make babies with me? 

Although I'm apparently not a good candidate for fathering a child, considering that I lost my wallet twice within a year, I still want to. Period.