Postcall and off

I cant believe im almost done with my 1st posting. Still my logbook is soo underfilled. And havent viva-ed yet. Not sure will get discharged well or not.

Sometimes things can get pretty enjoyable. Hahaa. Maigood, seriously i just said that.

Wish to writeeee a looong one. Tp ade org tu bwk balik laptop tp xbwk charger. Jammed.

up and down

Alhamdulillah long time i havent been here. Havent posted for some time. Previous posts were about how stress things at here. Hahaha. Still stress actually but adapting and can relatively say that it has been better. Although I may not be the cemerlang gemilang terbilang HO but insyaAllah trying to be a safe one and benefit others as well as to learn to be better everyday. And trying to go to work with ikhlas tooo hahhaaha

Ok, done on the working life and whatsoever. When I got home last week, my father asked me, havent i got some one or 'the one' already. Omggg, that question was sooo 2.6 million dolarr ringgitss maa. To come out from his mouth was unbelievable. Hahaha. Ok, over-reacting plak ak ni.

Unfortunately, the answer was no. hahaha. 

No wonder so many got married while studying, bcoz once started working, u pretty didn't have time to bother. Or ak je yg jenis workaholic mls nk kisah hahaaha.

Enough on this. Although everyday, my routine would be commuting to hosp and seeing patient and pretty the same all through the day, only the online FB-ing connecting me to the world elsewhere and the drama that's happening in our country. A twist here and there. And it got u thinking where all of this will lead to...

The part where I used to accompany my father here with his fight and concern on our political standard and watching him balancing his responsibilities, always amazed me and how far i am from being like him *sigh*...

and to search a man like him is almost impossible for me...lol. 

Dulu

Dulu ak pernah menaruh minat dlm bidang ong ni. Esp females. Maka, terasa terpanggil utk memenuhi tuntutan tersebut.

But not anymore. It's a big cross, no-no la for me in this field. In fact, bile masuk ong as 1st posting, tetiba ak mcm xnk wat clinical pun ade. ahaha. Drama betul ak ni.

I think ong in term of workload as a ho it's not that much compared to those in medical/paeds or surg. but the envinronment...was...erm....how to say, it's not inspiring. (or is it becoz tmpt ak je ahaha). Kalau jaga ward, am review je. And then, according to cases la perlu review ke x. OT cser can be like air. Nonstop kadang2. Sore satu badan ak jadi tukang rectractor 3 hari berturut2. Pastu, specialist komen..."u know wat, kat kudat, Ho tau yg buat cser, Ho sini retractor pn salah pegang..." I'm not sure what she's trying to imply. Ak perlu bljr wat cser ke? or ak ni lucky duk sini mo yg watkan? Ataupun ak seorg bad rectractor. ahahah. Labour room plak is a very labourous place. Tiring. Full stop.

Anyway, how i conclude this posting - a place where screaming is ur way of communication. ahahaha. Both patients and doctors.

Life as it is

Last 2 days, one baby born out flat - prolonged 2nd stage sbb ayh xnk bg consent neither for vacuum nor cser. Foreigners kan, money issue. I ran like crazy, d baby was so lembik n not breathing. Suddenly i feel like crying, it was so emotional carrying him to d resus bay.

Next day, a pt of advanced ovarian ca. Lungs mets. P/w Massive pleural effusion.  Intubated at ed. Issued for NAR.  Later, family decided to bring her home. I accompanied d pt to d ambulance n extubated her there. With lots of her family member surrounding d ambulance. N d atmosphere there was...yes, grieving.

2 different stages of life, facing emminent deaths.

Reflecting myself that this life here is nothing but a journey for a permanent one. Has to counsel myseft to be strong n resilient for all of this. InsyaAllah...may Allah ease..