Doubting the Doubt

“Males here, who want to have wife with 2 breasts?” mr doubt

“………………”

A few raised their hands, some were still confused with the intention of the question, but eventually, all boys raised their hands.

“Well, that’s the social implication of mastectomy." 
“It’s not about how the women feel, but how they think their husbands might feel about it.” mr doubt

Alhamdulillah. 1^st day in HOSHAS. Definitely different environment than Ampang hospital. Already had our very first class with mr doubt. We had three previous groups telling us about him. At the end, there was nothing new about him for us to discover. Feel like holding my breath during the entire class, takut ter-slipped out any words while he was questioning somebody else. Ahahaha. Funny thing la. 

Another funny thing was when we tried to clerk a patient for tomorrow's operation. We had a deal with UIA students to divide the patients. Since there was 2 lap choles on the list, we took one, they took the another one. It happened to be our patient was a chineseeeee. At least she speaks basic Malay. Okay laa tu drpd xde langsung. Hmmm, pastu budget laa ade bk multilanguage utk history taking, nak la gune try ckp bahasa cina. 

"Auntie, itu punye perut ade tong kan? Rase tong mcm mne??" 

"jiao tong...chou tong...ci tong...yin tong...??" (korang google laa mksud die apee)

Unfortunately, auntie didn't understand a thing we said. Siap tanye, itu bahasa Cina ke?? Wakaka. We gave up, bukak terus BST. Case closed.  

p.s. Need a strong will to continue all this. Trying all the best to make sure niat lillah. But once in while, when it gets to u, mmg down gile, rase nk give up. So, like quickly, cepat2 self-remind, the aim of all this. Put everything on Allah, it soothes the worried heart. 

p.s.s. mls nk upload pics sbb tenet slow. am still flu-ing + coughing. Allahumma yashfi syifaan la yughadiru saqama.