haih...

I'd managed to abstain from the internet for like nearly 2 weeks. Yey ME!

I'd been busy studying for my PALS course, for my tutorials and the other reason was, I was just too lazy to turn on the computer.

I met Izah yesterday, it felt good to get in touch with an ol fren. We had sushi together, gosip pasal budak2 sekolah, and finally we talked about wedding. Huhu..

I've applied for leave again in July, and I'm hoping to go to the Rainforest Fest this year. Although there have been talk about cancelling it because of the Influenza...Tak kisah la..

With the 4 days leave, I'm thinking of travelling to somewhere. Izah suggested Sabah, I was keen of course, but I dont have any really close friend there. Well, unless Rafli went back to Sabah..haha.. aku sungguh pemalas...

Dah lama tak backpacking, and I really want to go somewhere with a friend/friends..

Jum la kawan2..kita jalan2.... huarghhh... Eve when I was a HO in Ireland, I still managed to go to Belgium with Nuna, tour around Europe with my family and even daytrip to Dublin with my colleagues.. Ini, kat Malaysia, jalan dekat2 pun susah???

Anyway, the other thought was, maybe I should just stay back at home and bukak balik buku2 medicine/surgery/ortho, and recall balik ilmu2 lama before I jumped and dive into A&E. Takut sehhhhh....

Eka call hari tu, she asked for my address so she can send me her wedding card invitation. She suggested that I should get married soon, or else I can forget about my application to "pindah-hospital-ikut-suami", because the moment the JKN sent me to district, it'll be either 1-2 years before I can say "I'm A MARRIED WOMEN, GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!"

But getting married is leceh, why cant I just akad and get over and done with? hmm....

kene bomb!

I'm doing maternity cover this whole week.
A colleague asked me, how was it. I told her it was tough.

Imagine this. You had to cover 2 cubicles of babies in the nursery. And at the same time, you had to cover those babies referred from the mat ward. And you had to run to OT or the LW whenever there's an emergency.

Worse still, I had 3 oncall this week. Every EOD. And 2 of them is passive calls. HAHA me..

I was scolded by the Anaes specialist the other day, it was OK, I can accept that. 2 of my babies died this week, it was OK, I can accept that. I had prem delivery every day, it was Ok, I can accept that.I was postcall, I had to attend 13 LSCS within 6 hours and I didnt eat anything at all, it was Ok, I can accept that...

I'm not born tough, although some people would say 'aku ni kasar orangnya'. I cried few times during my internship, some due to stress, some sebab kene marah orang atas.. Luckily aku muka tebal, and I dont really care cause I just dont really care..

But I saw a friend cried at the lab today. She was waiting for GXM done, and she was scolded by the MO at the nursery earlier. I was there when she was scolded, so I know the story. When I bumped into her (when she was crying), I was actually going to get the pager from her (cause she was covering me during lunch time). And then I saw her red eyes...

Halamak... my reflex was pat her back, gave her a big hug, and said this to her..

" the walk is tough my friend, dont take it too hard, dont take it to heart.."

She then smiled...

Ok, fine, so some of us are slow, some are fast. Some are smart, some are just OK. Some are charming, some has attitude problem (like me). But we're human being. Nobody likes being scolded. And I always believe there's a better way to teach than to defame a person...

For her and the new HO in nursery, I know its tougher cause Big George has been scolding them and criticising them (behind their back) every day this week. Every little thing pun dia bising2. Didnt write the babies name on every sheet of paper, kene bom. For writing 'vitals stable' instead of the values of the vital signs, kene bom. Didnt update the investigations chart, kene bom. Diorang tak tau ke, penat tau hari2 kene marah. Nasib baik aku cover maternity this week, kalau tak aku bomb balik orang tua tu...

What to do? NAK BUAT MACAM MANA...

CEPATLAH HABIS POSTING NI!!!!!!

guitaring

I've been strumming away my guitar lately.
Something I had not done (much) since I started working (here) :(

In Ireland, I normally plug in my guitar and amp-ed up after a good, tiring oncall.
Or sometimes, just when I'm bored.
In my previous post, I did mentioned how I really like Blunt's and Faulkner's song. That actually encourages me to play guitar even though till now, I'm suck at it.

Unlike my guitar-mate, Roq, I've short fingers and thus I've difficulty esp with power chords and picking....lalala.

Since I came back to Malaysia, I noted almost everyone plays guitar. HUAAA...
Almost those who plays guitar has a good voice.
And those with good voice, ACCIDENTALLY blessed with good look.

No wonder people do queue up for AF, OIAM, Mentor etc auditions...

Well, I now kinda like to think that, I played guitar not because I'm good at it, or that I'm going to make it as my career (since I'm basically stuck being a doc), I played because it's a way to release tension.

When I strummed, somehow this weird song just came out of my mouth. My mum might think its a song from somewhere, but really, it's just a way for me to CURSE.