short of everything

1. Nobody likes a whining, grumbling patient...especially when he is an obese smoker who kept coming back for chronic cough, when all investigations had been done and turned out to be normal, and the only advice that he didnt heed is to quit smoking...

2. If you're seeing a patient at a speed of 20KM/H, dont expect to finish by 5pm la...

3. If you buy teh c peng from the restaurant/mamak stall, better make it take away..cause if you're having it there, you only get a glass of it..but if you take away, you'll get about 850mls of it. Sure will make you bloated and full, so you dont need to eat. Which is another good way to stay slim. Heh...

4. My cycle goes from 26 - 30 days. Another day and I'm consider late. Heh...

relight my fire..

You know...this blog has been around since 2005..

Its intial title was as above, The Importance of Being Marisa..It was originally plagiarised from movie titled The Importance of Being Earnest.. (anyone ever watched it before??)

It has green, limey green with black layout at first..It takes me sometime to create the whole thing. I love writing and posting blogs, and photoshop all the photos I've taken when I was in Ireland. Back then, nobody cares if you snapped them..You're a tourist, even if you've been in Ireland for ages.

I had a lot of stuff to write too, back then. Of course, in Ireland, everyday is a great experience. The class, the labs, the trip to town for groceries, the 5 minutes trip for a quick McD, the hanging out with housemates watching soaps.. and then we have the tournament, the pasar malam, the cultural nights, the girl night out, the guitar playing..and the backpacking and the trouble organizing it, the scary Japanese movies night out, and watching stupid vid on YouTube with housemates...the break-ups, the crush, and the hook-ups..

Then I'm back to reality, back to home, where I belong. And somehow, the blog got screwed up, so, name had to be changed. Then after all the hu ha about life, I figured, I need to re-live the energy my blog used to have. And start taking random stupid pictures, even though I'm static.

I'm no longer single girl, with lots of crush, and history of being a skinhead and a playgirl. Yours truly is married now, settled down to a job that I love doing. Life actually had been great to me. And I thank God for the guidance He gave me..

So, let the party begin.... :)

bad moral

You know there's something wrong with the society..

1. When a child refused to bring her discharged mother home because nobody wants to care for her at home.
2. When a married couple asked you to abort their unborn child because they just dont want it.
3. When a patient said she didnt attend for her appointment earlier because her children has no time to drive her to the clinic, and she had managed this time because the van sapu agreed to take her, free of charge.
4. When a patient request a 3 days MC for simple flu because the concert is on tonight, and he planned to get wasted, so he wont be able to go to work the next day.
5. When a child of 5 years old, slapped her mother for letting you examined his tonsils.


Hmm...

"We can cure the sickness of body, but not the sickness of moral.."

silent treatment

I like giving silent treament.

I'm actually really good at it. Fact is, during any group conversation, I tend to be the listener. Once in a while, I crack a joke, people laugh, then I keep quiet only.

Even with my boyfriend, now my husband, I dont talk much.

Throughout my internship in Ireland, working with Irish who obviously dont speak Malay, I seldomly engaged in conversation with them.

I prefer sending SMS then accepting a call.

And finally, living alone here, with TV and Internet as my companion, hey, no need to say anything!And I can talk gibberish and nobody cares.

So, I started giving the silent treatment at work today. I didnt crack a joke, and I dont even bother at other people jokes. Most of the time, I only spoke with the staff nurse who followed me during the rounds. And with the patients and their family members of course. I like the look at their face when I ignore their comments or silly questions..

So, as few of my friends told me to..just say, apa aku kesah?

Which is great..so now,they wont take advantage of asking me to write them a prescriptions or MC or doing a quick medical check-up without going to the OPD..

And yeah, I apologised to that MA, and told him that since he thinks I'm kurang hajar, sombong and not professional..he dont have to refer case to me again next time..and I bet he wont, because I dont think he wants to lick his own spit, kan?

crap la wei..

Crap. Macam crap.. macam tahi...literally.

Kenapa la suruh someone yang cuma pandai mengintubate patient utk jaga A&E? So what? MA pun pandai intubate patient. Macam sial betol.

Paeds admission macam crap. Management macam sial. Bukan paed jek..bak kata semua la... Incomplete miscarriage tak keep NPO. Severe electrolyte imbalance tak buat fast correction. Antibiotics regime berterabur.. come on la!!

And then, yang jaga OPD pulak..slow. Habis aku ward round kene jugak cover OPD. Crap la.. Lepas tu, sikit2 admit patient..

Arghh..

Kenapa la..kenapa...haish...