Sometimes I wake up pretending I was a housewife. That I have young children downstairs engrossed in early morning cartoons in front of the TV, and who will soon be running into my bed to try to get me out of bed. That my husband has already left for a full day of work. That after making breakfast, packing the kids’ lunches and dropping them off at school, I will be heading to the gym, the supermarket, and then maybe coffee with a girlfriend.

Then I look at my alarm clock. 5am. And I turn the other way, copping a full view of my husband snoring away in his sprawled, squashed-face slumber.

Groan. Reality check. I am a surgeon. I need to do ward rounds at three hospital before starting my clinic of 30+ patients at 7.30am. The highlight of my day will be a chocolate bar and coffee at lunch time, (while driving to my 1pm operating list). If I was lucky, I might get home in time to get re-acquainted with my husband over a late dinner. If not, I will be coming home to face the same mop of curls and snoring form I am leaving behind now.

Children. None. And never will. Mental shrug. I have been through that multiple times already. Time to move on.

A militant-efficient hot shower, quick decisive pick of today’s attire, accurate stabs of hairpins to secure hair in a clean sweep, Tiffany diamond studs fastened with surgical precision; I could only wryly smile at the dark circles under the eyes of a female surgeon staring back at me in the mirror. A quick kiss on the slumbering lump in bed (who politely acknowledged my goodbye with a grunt and rollover), I headed towards my shoe cabinet.

Well, cabinet is a slight understatement. It is a room. Room full of shoes. One eigth His. The rest. Mine.

As I slipped my feet into my favourite classic black patent Louboutin pumps and grabbed my black/grey briefcase nicknamed Louis, I headed downstairs towards the garage, just like every other day. But I know that, what will make this Groundhog Day different to others, is that I may have a new story to tell or even, discover a new perspective on life by the end of the day.

So, Who am I? Ask me on different days. A surgeon, a housewife, a writer, a philosopher, or just simply, a girl who loves beautiful things.

Thank you for reading my stories, please leave a message, let’s share our tales with those who can laugh with us.

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      • I also wear nice heels to work as I am only ever in them for a short time so I don’t need to care about them hurting. It seems to annoy some of the nurses though, they have to wear pretty grim footwear.

    • I absolutely love your blog, I came across it this morning and I have been reading it all day I particularly love your Expert Opinion of Medical Students post. It gives me the insight I need so I will not be one of those entitled ill informed medical students. #Howtogetawaywithmurder (this is a viola davis’s character comparison– with the utmost respect and admiration, I would love to be you or should I say a more you-ish person some day, your professionalism is enviable) Just to give you a little insight I am permed, a bit of a late bloomer and I just graduated from CUNY Brooklyn College. I have applied to medical school (cross fingers for me) and I am awaiting replies. I started blogging myself about my premed journey, I find it to be really therapeutic because my past mistakes have purpose, would love if you could check it out : keepcalmnontrad.blogspot.com Please keep blogging b/c I will keep reading enjoy your day.

  1. Congratulations!

    We nominated you for the Inspiring Blogger Award. You can read more about the award and expectations of nominees here: http://wp.me/p42da3-dN.

    Thanks for writing such an inspiring blog. We look forward to reading more and learning about the bloggers who inspire you.

    • I don’t think I am fabulous, just an ordinary gal. I think I would prefer to be thought of as ordinary but with integrity and kindness (wow, fishing for compliments here!!)
      No, thank YOU for coming over to visit, and leaving comments. Love a good chat with a fellow blogger. Good luck with your studies!! Do come by often and don’t be a stranger! xo

  2. Hey! Wow! It is like I’ve found a soul sister!
    Okay….sorry…I’m prone to dramatics…
    Thanks for dropping my … And you know what, I followed you without reading a single post…. Because as soon as I landed on your home page, my brain zeroed in on three words- FEMALE, SURGEON, LOUBOUTIN….
    That is all I need,,,That is all I am!
    Hope to scour your blog soon…
    Till then…

    • I know, right? That’s how I felt when I stumbled into your blog! This is just totally amazing, like we were separate at birth or something . (Yes, prone to dramatics here too.) πŸ˜€
      So looking forward to reading more of your stuff too!! See you around like a fruit loop! (Sorry that’s the Australian in me, I don’t even know what that means….) πŸ˜€

  3. I liked your guest post on HW, so I am now a follower. I too was a scholarship kid, although I never became a doctor. I am the housewife you imagine with kids that no longer bounce on my bed because they rise with the sun, whereas I like to sleep later, and they somewhat independent. I don’t tell you this to evoke envy or pain. I can’t imagine not being able to have kids. I only share because I am the other side of your imagined coin, and I think we have things in common, even if they are only in our imaginings.


    • Hello, Elizabeth!!! So very nice to meet you and thank you for your very thoughtful message. (And also for following!) I am so happy (and of course envious) for you and your family! But good envy not green envy! I am also very happy for you that you are living a life I dream of everyday. But life goes on and if we spend too much time on ‘what ifs’ we’d miss out on living altogether. πŸ™‚ I suspect we probably have more in common than we think, so I very much look forward to our blogger friendship coming up. I love visitors to my blog so don’t be a stranger. (Cos I have already been to your site several times…. Sorry if I sound like a silent stalker!) Stuff the handshake, can I give you a hug?!?! πŸ˜€ *hug*

    • Hello Yvonne! I love visitors and new friends. Thank you for the compliment and I am so happy you enjoyed my little story at Diana’s blog! Let me introduce myself too: I am a practising surgeon with a deep respect for all nurses (especially retired ones like my very own mother!) Welcome, make yourself at home and please don’t be a stranger, leave me a line if you have been around!

  4. Greetings from Japan πŸ™‚
    I’ve discovered your fine site via Holistic Wayfarer. I just want to say I enjoy your writing very much. I was a scholarship kid too (my parents dreamed for me to become a doctor, haha!) but right now I’m pursuing my dream to become a real photographer. Your post touched me in many ways, and I’m now a big fan πŸ™‚
    Warm wishes,

    • Hello Takami, thank you! I blush to think I have a fan, I think I prefer a new friend! I sincerely hope that your dream is a reality and browsing through your blog, you are already a ‘real’ photographer! Beautiful pictures that tells stories of their own! I wouldn’t worry too much about becoming a doctor… It is overrated!!! πŸ˜€ Keep at it with the photography, that looks like a lot more fun than listening to patients complain everyday! πŸ™‚ See you around soon! Tx

      • Thanks for your reply. Aw, that’s nice of you say friend πŸ™‚ It’s my pleasure to meet you too.

        Oh yes, my parents’ dreams for me to become a doctor was years (and years ago). After 10+ years in the corporate world, I’m hoping to make a new start πŸ˜‰ I wish there were more doctors like you πŸ™‚

        I’ll surely stop by again. Take care!

    • Hahahahahaha. That’s really sweet of you! I have to admit I have never been an object of a crush before πŸ™‚ Admittedly when I read your piece at Holistic Wayfarer something connected with me too. Welcome to my blog, I love new friends and please feel free to stalk me here! πŸ˜›

      • I will totally stalk you!
        I loved your comment over at HW and then was drawn to the Tiffany blue. There is truly no other blue like it.
        Thank you for the read and follow! I hope to have some less serious stuff to talk about very soon πŸ™‚

  5. I remember walking by television sets in waiting rooms in the hospital wondering what it would be like to watch daytime TV. I couldn’t even imagine it, especially during residency. And then, in the middle of the night, I swore I was the only person in the world awake (save the poor nurses working the night shift). Ah, hospital life. It’s like no other.

    Thanks for visiting my site. Much appreciated!

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