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Call me Sueyi.
Call me Sue-Sue.
Call me Sue.
Just don't call me lil fry.

A 19 yr old :

Finding her niche in the passionate world of white coats and stethoscopes.

Missing Malaysian food so badly, that she drowns her sorrow by surfing food blogs.

Who watches scary movies only with friends who have high pain threshold (from all that pinching)

Who has very cold extremities, ask my stimulated patients, oops sorry, "simulated patients"

Who loves a good laugh with candid, thick-skinned friends

Who cannot stay surrounded by 4 walls for more than a few hours

Who loves her loved ones so so much


:)

shout outs



endless wishes

char siew bao.

blueberry muffins.

hot Milo and crackers.

a neverending supply of Daddy's socks.

Bear hugs. Warm kisses. Lots of Love.

My own beach chalet.

Bubble baths.

Shining sun and rainbows.

Sexy stilettos.

Dancing.

Me

I wear socks.Even with heels.

I play with my earlobes.

I have a Mongolian mole.

My family means the world to me. "Family means no one gets left behind"

I like cheekiness. You cheeky, me cheeky.

I heart my close friends, the ones who know me in and out, the ones who've grown with me.

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and when she speaks

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Dr Warren said to me the other day
"Sueyi, you're awfully subdued today. Are you feeling ok?" - with the most concerned face ever. 

I, on the other hand, couldn't tease out if that was for real or he was just jesting (lol).


This- from the attending who worked with me for 3 weeks straight on the roughest rotation in Heme/Onc ever, he's gotten to know me pretty well- well, who wouldn't if they worked with you from early morn til the evening every single day including the weekends? ;) LOL 


I laughed when he asked me that so my response WAS:  "Dr Warren! I don't know whether I should take that as a compliment or an insult!" - but I am sure part of his tease was to elicit a happy response from me. 


That's Dr Warren, amazing with his interpersonal skills. And always fooling around with me. 

Sometimes I think he treats me like a kid, and takes on a bit of a fatherly role to me, and sometimes, he's like a complete kid too. I remember last week, I was walking rather quickly, (actually VERY quickly)- and he was in front of my pathway, and he blocked me with his nurse, he moved from left to right, obviously causing an obstruction to my path. I just cracked up, cos it was like he was like a little ninja moving left to right to left again intentionally to block me. HAHAHA. 

My goodness! This is how we liven things up. Work is a fun place to be at!




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Friday, November 16, 2012


# 1: Patient's wife: "You have very good bedside manners. Don't ever lose them", and then she smiled at me. 

# 2: My patient whom I had followed since his first diagnosis, completing his 5th cycle of chemotherapy, who is a little rough on the edges and very loud (lol) but I heart him regardless. He reminds me of a gentle giant. After I was done with examining him- "Hey you (he calls me), you know what?" - to which I respond "No, what?" - then he exclaims "You are a good doctor, you know that?". I looked over to his wife, and I laughed. I laughed because of the tone he said it in, which was not subtle at all and was very direct (as-a-matter-of-fact tone), but so full of good intention. Then, I said to him "you made my morning!" Then, he laughed too :) 

#3: My old male patient I believe is in his 80s - also really loud in terms of his voice projection for which my boss warned me before I stepped into the room "Sueyi, be careful." I asked "Why?" 
- then he said "Cos they're loud". I laughed and said "I'm loud too!" So then, after I finished up my history and physical, and my attending had come in with me, he kept on calling me "nurse"- then after he called me "nurse" the 3rd time, his sister finally corrected him out of frustration (haha! I thought it was funny how she was frustrated for me :)) - She shouted "She's a DOCTOR!" 

Then, he looked at me, "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry, dear!". I laughed, "it's ok!"


-so yes. I always, always get mistaken for a nurse, or an intern. AND I'm already a fellow, for goodness' sake!-

Regardless of whether I have my glasses on OR off, I always get mistaken for being more junior, but that does not irk me at all- cos I am younger- but my trick is to pull off my "good Asian genes" excuse ;) :)

The other day, my 60-some year old female patient asked me, as soon as I stepped into the room for a new consultation- "How old are you??" 
I was taken aback at first, because I had only taken 2 steps into the room, and as soon as the door was shut, that question was directed to me. She persisted twice more. I then laughed at her determination to find out. The laughter did not distract her, unfortunately. I said "I don't tell my patients my age". She said 'Well, I am 68, so you can tell me your age now." I relented and said "I'm in my late 20s" (a bit of a white lie) Then she went "Ooooh, you look so good for your age". The Asian excuse did not really impress her. Then, I said it's my petite size, that's why I always look young. She said "No" and gave me a really funny response. My memory fails me now, for some reason. Then, I caved in when she wouldn't stop about my skin, my complexion etc... and so I finally said "Well, ok, I am in my mid 20s".

Then - she had one more say before we could focus on the important stuff. She said "Well, you look like you got it, girl". I had no clue what that meant, but she really did entertain me that day! 

-Yes, I love clinic. Actually I love bonding with my patients. Each and every one of them - they're all so different, in how they view life, how they react to their disease, how they reach out to you whether consciously or not, or how they hold back- each and every one of them have their own unique stories and unique ways of dealing with their diagnoses and with life- and I find fulfillment, in learning from their stories and sharing their experiences, and even more- when I am able to help them or provide support in any way I can, from any one brief conversation that I share with my patients. 

I truly heart my field. You know how people say oncology is too "touchy-feely" emotionally - I don't think that's necessarily true, but it is emotional, of course it is!! because having cancer brings with it a  whole bag of emotions. So I think what we do, is truly special, truly different- because no one can do a good job in oncology if they are not able to empathize and feel. That's where I think, we oncologists are a pretty darn special group of people, with a skill set that no one else has. We touch hearts, and are truly able to make a difference in that sense.

Lots of love,
Sue Sue




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Sunday, October 28, 2012


"What a waste if we don't strive to love in our lives? 
Why waste this life not loving?" 

This melted my heart, and so I thought I'd share this with people, so they too can share the love, and realize how beautiful it is to have the opportunity to give love, receive it and - even to lose it. 

And when you love, love unconditionally and wholeheartedly- even if it's a risk, because when it's true, real and reciprocated, it's the best feeling in the whole wide world :)

To love, and be loved :) 

Sueyi 





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Thursday, October 25, 2012

I wonder if I have changed - and that slowly my values are also changing ...or that I'm starting to lose my old values? - Is this for the better?

Questions I know are so vague, but not for public exposure, questions I know are internally causing conflict and hurt- as I start to wonder about the judgement calls that I make. And knowing this, knowing that I still have so much more to learn, and the naivete that I sometimes have when it comes to reading people or seeing them for who they are and who they can be. It only hurts when it is unexpected and it disappoints and when my emotional self gets overwhelmed. 

And only in one matter, where these I don't seem to have answers to.  And it seems it's also in this matter where I exercise such poor control of my emotions and psyche.

I guess time will tell. I know this, any decision or choice I make, the consequences are mine to bear.And that at least is a consolation, because you can only look at things two ways; it's either an uphill ride or a lesson well learned.

How do you know if it's for the best for you- when it is what your heart wants, but your mind is carefully holding your heart back?




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Tuesday, October 16, 2012


I go to work, and my patients light me up :)

My very first patient in clinic today- Mr. X and his wife, whom I have followed since he was first diagnosed- we have formed such a strong bond in just a few clinic visits...

I was greeted with a warm hug by him as soon as I walked into the room. It's truly a warm, gratifying feeling. I truly love what I do- you know why? I feel like I'm making a difference and working with my patients is a constant reminder of what matters in my life, it puts everything into perspective. 

Honestly, being in medicine, if there's one thing you learn- it's to appreciate every small thing that you have. 

My 80 year old patient whom I saw in the VA today, was such a sweetheart. As I wrapped up our clinic consultation, he asked me again for my full name, and then asked for a name card. *laughs* 
Then, the next patient who walked in, my 76 year old patient, we had a great conversation going on- about history, politics, his involvement with war, his travel experiences- I told him he certainly does not have a brain of a 70+ year old. He laughed, and said that's why he sometimes gets called a "snob". I replied "you're not a snob if you are respectful of others, and are not condescending, you know?" - and he agreed.

Then, after a while later, we shook hands, and he asked if I was going to be back here for his next follow-up. 

Awww... what a day :) I heart my patients (lol) 
The custodians were also clowning today. One of them, when I walked past him, shouted in the hallway 'PLEASE don't leave me. Don't leave me"- then broke off into a song and his partner laughed along. I waved goodbye to the 2 boys and laughed. 

Honestly, this morning, I was so exhausted mentally.... and what was so strange.
It was like deja vu.... it took me back to the time when I was in the call room as an intern... *I won't go into detail here* but it felt exactly like that moment. 

Evan sent me an unexpected text message, that was really heart-warming and uplifting. It's such a nice feeling knowing that your dear friend all the way in Australia was thinking of you, and even sweeter to know that he read your blog and found out that you weren't doing too well, and was checking up on you :) It definitely brought a big smile inside.

That's what you call friends for life- we've been friends for over 10 years now. Again, I can't say how lucky I am to be blessed with gems in my life. It's god's way of giving you angels.


Lucky 

Sue Sue :) 



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Monday, October 15, 2012

A buddy joked and said he's gonna parade me around town.
I corrected him and said that sounded wrong, it should be "parading the town to me". 

Then he said "Please, you're the eye candy of the heme/onc department, not to mention a total smarty"... and we bantered for a bit.

My work friends and I as you can tell, we share a very healthy fun working relationship lol



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Saturday, October 13, 2012

There's so much going on in this head of mine, and even more butterflies in my stomach.

This queasy sensation- has not left me since last night. I've been feeling like vomiting all day long. 


*ugh* I guess it's great for weight control lol I honestly feel like my thoughts are all over (much like a kindergarten student's drawing) - that's how messy it feels to me right now.

Anyway, SueSue, you need to get a grip of your own emotional whirlwind, and stay grounded. 


I've come to realize all my friends around me, including my loved ones- only want the best for me.

But they all have differing opinions, just as they are all different unique individuals, and most of them come up with pretty good reasonings for me to see their viewpoints, but this heart of mine has always  always managed to run its own leash and find its own answers. And I think, rightfully so. 

Because ultimately, it is my own decisions that I have to live with.
My own measure of happiness and joy may well differ significantly from another, but it is my own measure, my own terms and definitions. If I may be negative here, if I make the wrong move, then at least I know it was my own mistake to be made, and I will gain a lesson from it, but if it was a decision I was pressured to make, one I was not sure of to begin with, then I will forever never know the extent of the impact of that decision, and forever question myself.

I will live with whatever I put down as my choice. And so then it comes down to me really digging deep to finding out what really makes me happy, and what is it in life that I want. 


And just like everyone else, we're all chasing our own pursuits of happiness. 
We just have to find our way to our own roads, with pebbles and potholes and all to swerve around

As I think back to two years ago, I will at least know that I have tried. And I live with no regrets- that's how it should be. 

 SueSue 






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