It’s A “Sign”

  Ever since I discovered I might have hearing loss problem, I wanted to learn sign language. But since the otologist told me I’m having the issue because I have ” super hearing” I’ve decided to hold that thought till maybe the summer, when I have time. Looks like God wants me to learn it right NOW! In one day, within 5 minutes I met 2 deaf persons. What are the odds?! ( And one of them made me delay my leave for 10 minutes. So I left at like after 6:40. I love helping people, so as long as I’m not just standing around, I’m happy :).

  I was standing around, and I wanted to ask 2 Neuroscience related questions: 1. why does shaking the baby make them quiet ( think we talked about it in class but can’t recall) and 2. Parietal lobe is for the spatial perception and temporal lobe for object identification, then which is used to remember where an object is stored? ( This one might be just my misconceptions? But how do we intergrate such perception?)

  Philip, my volunteer partner, said if I need a reference, I should just walk up and ask…. wow. I should try that. I have no choice? There’s always chance to get to know them later. I guess doesn’t hurt trying. Plus, I really want to minor in psych. Maybe I can ask Dr. Souza about good psych profs and courses in UCLA o.o…. the other Prof should probably be my compsci Prof. He is super nice….from his tone in the email.

  Informed Tracy I’d keep doing the volunteer throughout the break. I kinda regret. I love to do it, but my laziness just always want to stay away from doing anything. Plus, I’d have to commute for so long ( around 2.5 hours total) to be there for 2.5 hours. … oh, my, I was only thinking that they might be quite short on help, so the least I could do is to keep doing my shift…. completely forgot about how I’d need to be there when there’s no school….

  Emergency, although not like what they show in TV series is easily the busiest and emotional place. I see people come in with tear all the time. But part of me still dies to see the hurt expression. I want to help them, I want to be more useful around there. Yet, I’m not trained to do any more than comforting them emotionally. And I think I suck at that, I don’t know what to say except for saying ” everything will be alright”, “don’t worry”, “yeah”, etc. So useless 🙁 ….

  OK, I just missed the bus…. fudge. I stayed to help people and now I’m an hour late to go home.  Great. Just great. I need to talk, but there’s no one who’d take my call or I feel comfortable calling. My sister is cooking so can’t talk. (She’s a bad listener but she is my sister)….

  Back to topic. Ever since the idea that I might want to become a doctor, I’ve been wanting to specialize in emergency. I can stay up 30 hrs straight, no problem, I love to be the frontliner, and be the one that is the first to treat.

  Doctor shortage is a huge issue. People have to wait 2+ hours to see a doc. This is not the health care we should provide… :/ I hope I can do something about it one day… people in ER are already in physical pain, they don’t deserve to be emotionally frustrated. Nurses are really nice, but don’t press their buttons. Probably because they are in the job for so long, “customer service” is a little rough. Maybe they are equally frustrated. Maybe they are even more stressed. It is hard to get to everyone when it’s so busy all the time. They don’t want anything to go wrong with anyone either.

  I’m now waiting in the freezing night for my bus home. Normally I’d be home before 8, but today I’ll probably be home an hour later than usual. Helping someone for 10 minutes means losing an hour of time home. ..Can’t tell you exactly how I’m feeling…. a bit complicated, I wouldn’t choose not to help, but the freezing weather is catalyzing my frustration…I hope that no matter what, I would do the right thing even if it means to be punished. I want to keep my heart good and for the people.

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