From my album: With Miko, my neighbour's cat, who visits me very often. He loves to hang out with me and sleeps on my couch until his mum calls for him from the apartment 1 floor below. Dad took these snapshots of us on his webcam.

I'm so happy to be home in Kuching for a couple of days. It was a last minute arrangement but whatever, the outcome is a couple of blissful days of home and mum's cooking. :). Happy to be with my family and of course, to see my Pheobe again, who just 10weeks ago before I left Kuching on my last trip sustained a spinal injury that rendered her paraplegic. It's really a miracle to see her running and able to control her bowel and bladder again, and most importantly, to see her wag her tail again.

I was more heartbroken than anything else in the world this morning when I received a text from my dad during my morning ward round with the team that Federer lost his 6th consecutive Wimbledon crown to Nadal. In a 5-setter some more. :( Even more devastating than my bad call. The call that caused me not to be able to watch this year's epic finals. The call that was so busy that I didn't get even a moment of sleep. The call that 2 patients died during my watch. The call that the day after was also a bad day. How can fate be so cruel to Federer? The grace and class of tennis, lost to the power and brute force of the game, that had become so dear to me?