There`s one at every hospital..

I spent the day attached with the McDreamy of this hospital.

He is worshipped and revered by the entire female species here and no doubt some male. Both staff and patients have fallen for his very genuine charm and very good looks.. it appears no one is immune, cept maybe me as i've yet to be afflicted by the yellow fever and much of the time im distracted by trying to decipher what hes saying as he valiantly searches his brain for english terms to communicate with me.
“this patient is a little bit quite a lot hypo fluid so we must stop his diaries” (this patient is

rather hypovolaemic, we must stop his diuretics)
“are you ready priya? okay! one, three, san!” (as we transferred a patient)
“This is Dr H, he is a cerebellist” (neurologist)

We were in surgery from 7am straight through to 4pm, no breaks.. at which point JapaneseMcDreamy or as i secretly call him, McFlurry..its less funny in type than it is in my head.. anyways, pretty doctor remembered that we hadnt had lunch yet (while I had been glancing longingly at the clock since half 12).. so he proposed we have lunch together.. he bought, I ate.. and watched as the little fires lit up in the nurses eyes at the prospect of having him sit with them, then extinguished we walked past their tables to sit by what would have appeared to be our intimate lonesome. It probably doesnt matter that hes married with a one year old, theyre never going to help me when I have a question now.

It is also during this lunch that an incident involving chopsticks and an unidentifiable meat substance has rendered my white coat.. not so white.

sweet view from one of the patient rooms