Uncle, why you no shoot?

I started out with a point-and-shoot when I was 18. Today I have a few cameras and a few more lenses, not to forget a couple of flash units.

However due to school and work I don't get to shoot much. Even during holidays or road trips I don't find myself taking many pictures or always holding the camera. I still enjoy photography though, but I wish I was more active than this. So, not a travel photographer. I guess I'd be better at covering events. But there aren't many I can attend in this town. Now waiting for happenings in December. Looking forward to the year end!
Still, the internship is kicking in the same month.

Buy so many equipment for what? If given a second chance, I would have spent the money on a smaller camera instead. And perhaps invested in some better lighting equipment. The DSLR bodies and lenses sometimes take up too much space! No intentions of complaining but I now know of one or two really good compact digital cameras that have full manual functions and can shoot in RAW. Of course, I wouldn't have these regrets had I not bought my first DSLR camera.

I wish I could turn back time but I can't; but if I could, I'm not sure if I would even remember to buy a different camera because there are too many things I wish I could go back in time to change.

I wish I could turn back time but I can't.
 

Got some rest

Still tired, just not that bad anymore. Two weeks of my final posting before that real internship kicks in. I'm now attached to a Geriatric ward where it is unlikely to meet a patient younger than 60 years.

It has been tough, it has been good. At times I feel as though I was handling little children because caring for elderly persons with dementia, unsteady gaits, behavioral issues and so on, is very much like looking after children in a kindergarten or at the park. Sometimes I wish we could give the folks a bit more freedom and autonomy, but the risk for falls is high and the consequences that follow one can be quite bad.

Every day when I am less busy I cannot help but think about what would things be like for me when I reach 80 or 90 if I ever do. And of course, how would I prefer things to be like. Often I end up in fear of what the future might hold.

Taking care of elderly patients is very different from working in an Orthopaedics ward or the Emergency Department. And it can be rather exhausting too.

This is my final week, gonna make the best out of it.