political pressure

medicine is a noble job. the job meant to help people, giving hope, being sincere and equal. but some people don’t understand these. those who are selfish.. think only for their own benefit, and put others aside. These people would do everything they can to make sure their request is fulfil at the expense of others. i am so ashamed to think that i have to bow to their request. dem the politician. don’t use political pressure in medicine. if you demand this and that, go to the private hospital straight away. there are patients who are more ill, critical and need the hospital bed or referral more than you or your love one need. Argh!! geramnyer!!!

i’m back..

hehehe…it looks like this blog is dead.

but here i am!!!

anyway, it’s still raya …. so i would like to take this opportunity to wish selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin to my frens and readers..

Raya 2009

Expect the unexpected

Life is unpredictable. very very unpredictable. Just like a few minutes ago, a good fren of mine is inviting me to his wedding end of this yr. Dem, i can’t even tell he is seeing someone. Need to learn his skill la on how to keep it a secret and drop the news unexpectedly like a bomb! A bit confuse in a beginning but now I’m so happy for  both of them. Finally meeting the right person is such a bliss. Yup that’s for sure. Me? hahaha good question. I dont even wanna talk about it. somehow there’s a single crack in my heart, but dont worry it is not shattered into pieces. Someone should just come with a sellotape and mend the  wound.

Can i go back to UK now and work there? i shouldnt be here anymore. I have made such a rush and immature decision last year. Right now i just wanna lie down on a green grass of a lovely park somewhere in the UK with a cool breeze sweeping over my tired face. Then i shall have a venti latte, hot tuna melt with a slice of blueberry cheese @ Starbuck and sit on their soft comfy sofa the whole afternoon watching people passing by. What an perfect way to soothe a weary soul…

Talking about the unexpected, I had such a bad call yesterday. I can’t even close my eyes. People fall sick and die. For things we think we can control, we can never change Allah’s will. It’s true for joy or sorrow. And behind those, there is always a lesson to be learnt.

Medical

Only one word to describe it TOUGH.

Thank god i just have 7 days of tagging My tagging days started as early as 5am and i went home at 1 or 2am. Slept for 2-3 hrs a day for 7 days had turned my head upside down. But even i’m no longer a tagger now, i still have to go to work at 5 am and come home as late as 10 or 11pm. If i’m lucky, having dinner at home at 9pm is HEAVEN!

so how medical in general? tiring. busy. but dem i luuurrrrrveeeee it!!!! you just cannot stop thinking in medical. you think and think and keep thinking. why? how? can i? what if? what is wrong? and on..and on… so many questions lingering in my mind! Suddenly, medical make me a thorough and safe doctor. I have to think super deep just to prescribe one medication (the side effects? any interaction? any contraindication? bla…bla..) hehehehe..

there so many thing that i don’t know. and doing medical without knowing anything is scary!

wish me luck people!

yeay!

yeay! i’m off tag already. lalalalalalala… owh pitymy feet. i was thiniking about putting my swollen feet pic in the blog, but considering how awful they look like, so nevermindlah. Anyway i am so relieved now!