Amid the din of the screaming children, coughs, and the raspy tenor of the doctor conversing with the sick and injured that are wont to receive care they could very well have done at home, a harmony of computer generated beeps and the rhythmic thumping of bass persists.  Although I never, as a rule, listen to electronic or house music, simply due to my distaste for such inartistically created songs, Deadmau5 has caught my attention and to some extent, even entranced me!  Hahaha, ahhh, I couldn't resist.  Steady movement of patients influxing; earlier on, not enough to get me on my feet, but in the past two hours I've actually had to take a break from the PCS checkout list to deal with patients.  And I've just discovered that every time I stand up for more than two minutes, I'm forced to redo 2 or 3 pages of information because it doesn't save.  I'm certain I've done this one page 4 times already;  from a third-person perspective, i'm perplexed as to why I continue with my attempts to finish this when I clearly do not have the time, but my fingers are simply working off of muscle memory, and honestly, it's keeping my mind off the stubbed toes and sore throats, which inherently keeps my blood pressure and nicotine cravings in check.  Almost 24 hours without a smoke, and tomorrow is absolutely going to suck.  They say it takes on average 7 times to quit, and I'm on number 4, so I hope I can break free this time around.  I've been considering dropping the habit when I get back, because I'm going to be bored and in need of preoccupation on the twenty-some-odd hour flight back home.  Just another trivialilty in my life that I completely blow out of proportion.

A transport to a local Japanese hospital just popped up.  Back to the grind.