Wait a minute..

Me: Well, am goin out tmrw night with a Malaysian couple I met last week.
A : Hahaha so it's a little Malaysian gathering is it? How did you meet these people anyway?
Me: Oh I met them at church last Sunday.
A : Ah you go to church? Was it interesting?
Me: Yup, pretty much. And its great to see young people there too. Most churches here seem to be made up of older folk.
A : Haha, well, that's pretty normal actually in the UK. There seems to be 2 types of people in church, the old ones who go because church is something they are used to, and the younger ones who are all crazy, which you don't really seem to be.
Me: Crazy? How do you mean?
A : Oh, you know, they won't shut up about believing in Jesus, and keep inviting you to church though you say you've been before.
Me: ???
A : They seem pretty evangelical, you can tell they're Christians pretty easily. It's funny how they won't can't seem to stop talking about what they believe in.

Sunset Story

Boy, all alone, contemplating future and other meaningful tidbits.


A girl appears, also in search of answers.


Having met, they decide to continue their journey together.


Had a great day accompanying Jane and Jan Hoong from Preston around Barrow's coasts, where I took the pics above(haha couldn't resist!), and ate the best fish and chips I've ever had since coming here.


At the town hall.


After a long day, some stony pillows to sit on.

Jon sucks

There are days when everything seems so instinctive, when all the patients seem to present with familiar symptoms, when that last insignificant little bit of knowledge is so easily recalled and when naming the different things that could be wrong with the patient seems second nature.

There are also days when the brain seems to have taken a holiday and when your knowledge seems to have been lost along the wayside; when you cough and whisper your answers instead of speaking confidently, afraid to show your apparent lack of knowledge, when suddenly you find you're not so secure and able a student that you thought you were.

Today's been one of the latter days.

Must see for IMU folks

If you have a couple of free minutes, check these videos out at Esther's blog.

What's my house look like?

"This is what the Lord says, 'Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool. Where is the house you will build for me? Where will my resting place be?'" Isaiah 66:1

"Is it a time for you yourselves to be living in your paneled houses, while this house remains a ruin?" Haggai 1:4

"In a large house, there are articles not only of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay; some are for noble purposes, and are for ignoble." Tim 2:29

Spotted in the tea room of the Psychiatric Ward

Translations in Chinese


Why is it so dark in here?

Wai So Dim


That's a small horse

Tai Ni Po Ni


Get over here ASAP

Kum Hia Nao


Thought you were on a diet

Wai Yu Man Ching

I lied today

Scene 1(to set the scene):
At my GP's. I'm sitting with my partner after lunch.. She practices taking my blood pressure: 80/40. She goes, "Wow, Jon, your blood pressure is reaaallyy low. Maybe you should eat more!" And all because I had just one Cornish Pasty instead of combining it with a pie and/or a sausage roll.

Scene 2:
Gp consultation is starting. A patient comes in, and with her, comes the post-prandial gush of sleepiness I always have to deal with in the first hour or two after lunch as I digest my food. She drones on and on, and my eyes, desperately trying to look interested as I try to keep them from looking droopy..."Jon, are you alright?" from my GP all of a sudden.

Great. A dilemma. Options;

1. Tell the truth. Sorry, I was feeling a bit sleepy. And have the patient look at me like I'm some jerk who doesn't give 2 cents about her problems.

2. Which was-

"Er..(Rubbing forehead to conceal my suddenly awake face and frown) I just had a bit of a headache. Sorry doctor.."


Scene 3:
My GP partner going, "You know Jon, you should really eat more. Let me feel your pulse." And my GP going, "Jon I have some paracetamol and some ibuprofen here. You sure you don't want some?"

FYI

Among the interesting things I learn in psychiatry are how to make coffee...indian style. According to my SHO, what you do is you put the coffee beans in the cup, then add your milk. Mix thoroughly till most beans are dissolved. Then add hot water and sugar (if needed). Apparently the milk added to beans at teh start is supposed to get rid of the bitter taste of the coffee beans.

If you ever go to my SHO's house for a visit, she'll offer you coffee made in a even more different way. She'll boil water mixed with milk first till it's frothy, then add coffee beans/powder and sugar. Will try that when I get back to liverpool. Am in michelle's and ben's place in liverpool now...They have rooms bigger than our living room in barrow!

Full day out tmrw with basketball, football, frisbee all in, so an early nite is in order.

That time of year

Nope not Christmas, but a special time nonetheless.

Miss Chong Hsu Pheen, or Josephine as she likes to be called in the UK. Why, I don't know. Seen here with Alice at the food fair in IMU, for those of you who are going 'hey when was this?'

Aiky Goh, who I'm sure has grown since this. Pictured with David at ChikIan's surprise bday

And lastly, TNF aka Tan Nam Fei who eats a lot and yet doesn't gain weight, unless he hides it really well. Caught stealing food from WenChyi's bday dinner.

Happy birthday guys.