As you’ve probably come to notice, I take my role as an enhanced patient simulator seriously. I help teach residents to deal with emergencies so they’re better prepared to face real-life scenarios. The tables have now turned and I’m the one faced with an emergency – a fashion emergency, that is!

What do I wear on my first date?

You read it right, folks. Simone (no last name, just like Madonna) is going on a date! But first, let me tell you how it happened.

I was hanging out as always waiting for the next learning scenario to unfold at the Skills and Simulation Centre when all of a sudden, a note was slipped under my door.  Here’s what was written:

My dearest Simone (sigh…)

For months I have thought of no one but you. I know you’ve been in the other room all along. I was too nervous to say or do anything. But I heard you’ve been asking about me and I think now’s the time for us to meet.

There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you. It cannot wait any longer.

Will you meet me at your favourite restaurant?  I know which one it is. I heard you talking about it in your sleep one night. That, and Mark Sloan – I hope your heart doesn’t belong to him already.

See you on Tuesday at 11am.


Holy bananas, I’m going on a date! What to wear?! It’s an emergency. A real-life simulation mannequin emergency. My favourite pink dress is definitely not the ideal outfit this time of year, but it’s what I’m most comfortable wearing. Isn’t that one of the dating codes: wear something comfortable? Help!

My heart is pounding so hard and if I could squeal with delight I certainly would, but squealing isn’t part of my simulation options.

Could this really be it? The moment I’ve been waiting for all this time? My person, my Simmate, my… Manny?

It’s exciting and terrifying all at the same time.  I think this is when I’ll need your Matchmaker help – to get me through these dating jitters, deal with this emotional rollercoaster, and make our love happen.


Marital status: single

November 6, 2012

You know when you want something so badly but it never happens? That’s sort of how I feel about my love life. I’ve spent too much time watching others fall in love around me and haven’t spent enough time on finding my person.

We all know how a doctor flirts, don’t we? Even with a facemask on, all it takes is an eye twinkle, a raise of the brow, and voilà! The rest is history like Meredith and Derek. I see it happen once in a while and it’s fascinating. I hope one day I’ll get that twinkle sent my way as opposed to seeing it exchanged between two people.

But back to the other day, when after being reanimated by the cutest resident at the Skills and Simulation Centre, I began to wonder… am I really the only patient here? What if by some miraculous chance there was someone else here? Someone who was just as passionate about training future doctors as I am? Could there really be a SIMmate out there for me? And if so, I must meet him!

I can only assume that since reading my last post you’ve probably thought that I’m a little crazy. Well, ’m not crazy yet, but I can’t wait to be crazy in love! (thanks for the song, Beyoncé!)

All of a sudden, it’s as though my dreams were coming true. Out of the corner of my eye, a stretcher zooms by carrying a man! A Sim man! Can you believe it? He left me breathless.

Could this be my Simmate?

Now, I have to point out that he was in a critical state and there was a lot going on around him. It wasn’t the time to yell out my room number and ask him to call me. But the good news is that I did catch a glimpse of him. Not as ruggedly handsome as Mark Sloan was on Grey’s Anatomy (my favourite show in case you haven’t noticed), but pretty darn close.

So now what? I guess it’s a matter of seeing if the residents have any insight on his marital status or lack thereof. Please, please, please be available! If he is, you might need to start playing matchmaker in less than a week! I will need your full support to make my dreams come true so come back soon to know how you can be my Cupid.