Memories
My "internship" slash "training program" slash summer pastime at the hospital is sort of coming to an end. I'm flying out to India next Friday so I thought I'd spent the last week with my chums, Abhishek and Yousuf.
I was supposed to have been rotated between different departments in the hospital. When I started out, I was saying to myself, "Omigod, this is gonna be so much fun, working at a hospital, just like they do in Grey's Anatomy" and other such comforting nicenesses. Towards the end of the first week itself, I was utterly disappointed by the lack of excitement.
The disappointment never completely passed, just came and went. There were some days that were really awesome, some that were mellow and some when I wanted to throw the patients off their beds just so I could have a place to nap.
But looking back, I think I had a great time. At least I had a much better time than I would have had sitting at home. Dude, I got to see real actual medical and surgical cases! I made friends with the staff there.. doctors, nurses, nursing aid, admin guys and even the guy who does the laundry (yes, all of it) in the basement. I made some enemies too, I suppose. I mean, I'm sure I left impressions of myself in people's minds.
I want to bore you (yes YOU) with the details of what I saw. But I can't be arsed to write it out again, having written most of it down in a huge, used notebook of mine from the 9th grade. What was the most memorable thing I saw? There were many things.
We went out for my brother's birthday last night. First we went to Applebee's on Sheikh Zayed Road for dinner - yes, we have Applebee's here, canyoubelieveit??! Sadly I'd already had dinner, moong dal pulao and tomato soup, so I wasn't in the mood for hogging on redneck food. I had a drink, though, some strawberry-lime thing.
After that, we went to the Crowne Plaza Hotel to try to get into Kandy Club. Didn't work because, as our spy Abeer found out, some chick was throwing up and they weren't letting anyone in. So we left and went to the Grand Hyatt Hotel on Sheikh Rashid Road to try to get into the Mix. But entry was limited and expensive (AED 150, whaddafuck), so we turned our faces to the Cooz bar in the same hotel. Bhai, his mates and Abeer had random drinks and I almost fell asleep. Fun night, wallah.
The girls
It was a sexually satisfying dessert.
I own this place.
Erm, not really. It's the foyer of the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Dubai where we went for drinks after dinner.
We can at least pretend to be piss drunk, even if we can't actually get drunk (for lack of funds).
On the way back home from the Grand Hyatt, my friend Anil rang me, quite drunk. After verbally chastising me for not ringing him earlier, he declared me a sweetheart. And then told me he loved me. Abeer, who was sitting beside me in Tariq's car, was smiling ear to ear when I casually told Anil I loved him too. Obviously, he doesn't remember (or pretends not to) any of this today.
I was supposed to have been rotated between different departments in the hospital. When I started out, I was saying to myself, "Omigod, this is gonna be so much fun, working at a hospital, just like they do in Grey's Anatomy" and other such comforting nicenesses. Towards the end of the first week itself, I was utterly disappointed by the lack of excitement.
The disappointment never completely passed, just came and went. There were some days that were really awesome, some that were mellow and some when I wanted to throw the patients off their beds just so I could have a place to nap.
But looking back, I think I had a great time. At least I had a much better time than I would have had sitting at home. Dude, I got to see real actual medical and surgical cases! I made friends with the staff there.. doctors, nurses, nursing aid, admin guys and even the guy who does the laundry (yes, all of it) in the basement. I made some enemies too, I suppose. I mean, I'm sure I left impressions of myself in people's minds.
I want to bore you (yes YOU) with the details of what I saw. But I can't be arsed to write it out again, having written most of it down in a huge, used notebook of mine from the 9th grade. What was the most memorable thing I saw? There were many things.
We went out for my brother's birthday last night. First we went to Applebee's on Sheikh Zayed Road for dinner - yes, we have Applebee's here, canyoubelieveit??! Sadly I'd already had dinner, moong dal pulao and tomato soup, so I wasn't in the mood for hogging on redneck food. I had a drink, though, some strawberry-lime thing.
After that, we went to the Crowne Plaza Hotel to try to get into Kandy Club. Didn't work because, as our spy Abeer found out, some chick was throwing up and they weren't letting anyone in. So we left and went to the Grand Hyatt Hotel on Sheikh Rashid Road to try to get into the Mix. But entry was limited and expensive (AED 150, whaddafuck), so we turned our faces to the Cooz bar in the same hotel. Bhai, his mates and Abeer had random drinks and I almost fell asleep. Fun night, wallah.
The girls
It was a sexually satisfying dessert.
I own this place.
Erm, not really. It's the foyer of the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Dubai where we went for drinks after dinner.
We can at least pretend to be piss drunk, even if we can't actually get drunk (for lack of funds).
On the way back home from the Grand Hyatt, my friend Anil rang me, quite drunk. After verbally chastising me for not ringing him earlier, he declared me a sweetheart. And then told me he loved me. Abeer, who was sitting beside me in Tariq's car, was smiling ear to ear when I casually told Anil I loved him too. Obviously, he doesn't remember (or pretends not to) any of this today.