Tuesday, February 9, 2016

finding an identity

Bismillah.

I am a medical officer now. And it is scary. Hahaha. What are all these responsibilities weh. Hahaha.

I have come to a point where I regret some decisions made. They said that I am young, that it is not too late to change my path. And I have come to term with the fact, that I may have to leave the department. For these sleepless nights of hopelesness, are best remedied with the thoughts of leaving.

They told me, to not take it as if I have failed, rather, a form of progress. I need to go where my heart is willing to learn.

And I need to go for there is very little meaning left here.

Guide me, O Lord

Sunday, December 6, 2015

how to best learn

Bismillah.

I may not be the best to talk about this, am no top scorer in Uni. Ha! I did get a few offers of recruitment though and if it were something taught to me earlier in my HOship, I thought, that would be kinda cool. :)

And the secret is, quite simple really. Give your all. As if you plan to specialise in that field. And take active part in making decisions. Question a finding. Question a diagnosis. If it is something alien to you, then volunteer to do and learn. Make mistakes, and have enough regrets; for every lesson learnt, is a life saved.

Study. You definitely have the time. Get materials from your seniors. Ask what books and journals are worth knowing. How do you best improve yourself, and give better care? Practice by educating your patients, their family, your colleagues. Learn from them.

Sign up for an external exam (the aging process slows studying, so I definitely need this one to push myself), at least as a means to gain more knowledge. If you've decided on a specialty, then all the better. Sit for an external exam prior to MOship, and find more doors open up for you.

Above all, learn to love, to forgive and be an agent of Mercy to others. Many the times, I regretted the rash judgement I put on my fellow colleagues, as more often than not, my judgement fails me. Once we think we are good, and fail to see the good in others, then that is the end of improvement. Sobs sobs.

My HOship has ended, but it is a whole month before MOship, like the real deal. Ha!

Was, and is a doctor, nevertheless.
Cau!

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

emergency leave

Bismillah

A friend of ours, we keep tab of her family tree. As, more often than others, people keep dying on her side of the family, making emergency leaves necessary. We also keep tab on her vehicle accessories. Either her journey to work is a rough one, or she has a really bad taste in cars and parts. Setiap kali pun one of the tayar pancit.

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The last I took an emergency leave, it was because I was in no state to drive. And I ended up spending the night at a friends house. I got to know Avocado milk in the process. And God, how I miss the flavor. And the day after was spent at the library. Going home felt like a dying that day. Did I dread what awaits? Or I was just plain tired? Hmm.

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Shit happens. And disgusting as it is, bravo to those whom found good use of shit err, manure, I meant. It was an emotional ride towards the end of this Anaest posting. Through which, I learnt things I never thought possible. Like, why doctors should live a busy life. Why, I should live a busy life. :) There seems to be little meaning if I didn't.

Leaving, to live.

Cause the past is what I have been and done, and the present is where I thrive.

Sunday, May 24, 2015

a new kind of exercise

Bismillah

A New Kind of Sports
(a must know for healthcare providers)

Tired of only taking care of others? Want to be healthy yourself? No time in your hand to head to the gym and develop Sado-like-physique? Well worry no more, as we introduce you to a practical way to work like a slave and still stay fit. If you're also disciplined in your food consumption, then toned or Sado-like-physique may be attainable. (Though in majority of cases, most subjects end up being super thin or regular sized with mildly enlarged abdominal girth. Ah well, better fit and fat than unfit and unfit they say)

An essential part of this regime is a J, or if you are not one, then, to be associated or have the same working hours as a J would be of major benefit. Random, like really random observations (which means, no research has been conducted upon to clarify this claim) denotes that the presence of a J excites forces in the field, leading to a somewhat magnetic pull of clients and going-ons which hypothetically causes shifts in spatial orientation of all animate and inanimate objects in the area of said magnetic pull of clients and going-ons.

Now this is the most important part. To benefit from this setting and be fit, repeat after me. "I must not be an ignorant lazy bum and join in the adrenaline rush of resuscitating that client and carry out all the plans to make sure my client is safe for transfer/discharge".

 No fun eyh? Well, it is all in the mind, dear readers. Every one of us whom are first timers, would feel like giving up, like it isn't the kind of sport we were made for. Fret not, for that feeling is a norm, there are no sports in this world, that was meant to make you fit, that won't hurt you in its introductory phase. Motivate yourself to be actively involved and you and your surrounding will benefit!

Initially, the non stop referrals may physiologically affect you, and you may have considered, once, or more than once, to accidentally cause harm to a fellow colleague (which usually stems out of anger management or, rather our lack of it). But keep your head in the game! The sore will come, wear comfortable shoes, and attires that would allow you to cruise hallways, position yourself for CPR, and maneuver yourself to do the unexpected, in unexpected situations, at the unexpected time, with unexpected outcome.

 And that dear readers, is the beauty of this sport. You will never get bored. Cause most of the time, the challenges provided differs. And if paired with a smart ass officers whom are skilled and not cocky to pass it on (their skills that is), then, you're in for a bigger adventure. (Like Spidey's with great power comes great responsibility bla bla bla)

Be aware however, this sports, in the event of many known J around, may turn extreme, and is not recommended for the fainthearted. If you're pregnant, we suggest you head over to clinics, whereby equipments aren't as fanciful as other places, limiting the variance of activity that could be performed.
Just to remind you however, for the regime to work, a J is essential.

Other risks associated with this sport includes eye bags, dehydration, lack of socializing and catching up with friends, and if practiced by without supervision, then loneliness and a drop in anger threshold may surface.

We encourage intermittent snacking, hydration, stretching and a good social support for readers eager to try this sport. For those who have no choice and was destined for this, we suggest you start doing the same. Jonahness should not be a reason to not meet your bodies' basic needs. Deprivation leads to emptiness and later sadness and depression. Embrace the responsibility placed upon you, and be amazed of the awesome that would follow.

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Disclaimer: of course, this unpaid advertisement is just for fun. Celebrating all Jonah people whom enjoy work and work hard, even if they feel like dying every other day. Jonah ftw!

Seasonally Jonah,
Your HO

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Boss, why are you still here?

Because, Azizi is here!

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Now that earned a choc. Which of course I forgot to give, in that, this new form of spreading happiness is still too new, to be habitual.
I plan to make at least 3 colleagues happy every day, if I could. And it involves glucose (sometimes nuts)

anger

Bismillah

Anger may not necessarily be a bad thing, if we, keep it aside when we first felt it, then unleash its power for later use. (A good use of course)

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I was surprised to be met with a scary incident one fine day. I was brought to light, of the kind of person I'd rather not be as a medical officer. And the message was clear. Regardless of which department I plan to specialise in, never, ever treat my clients as a disease. Instead, I must do my very best, in the ways I know how, to care for people as a person, as a family member who is sick and now, needs to be looked after closely.

It hurts me the other day when there was bashing between departments, each pushing responsibility to the other, refusing to sort out a simple problem which only required a mere 5 minutes teaching. One party claims it is not their responsibility cause it's not their field of expertise, and the other, can't provide their expertise because the case was not theirs in the first place.

One too egoistic to humbly admit their ignorance and request help from the other. (Guess who had to settle the referrals. Lowest of the food chain lah, HO)

The other too egoistic to impart their knowledge, dismissing the request as nursing care.
"Why must we cover your shits?"

Haha. Haha.
Seriously people? It's not about saving anyone's asses. It's about the precious existence of a loved one. How could you say that.

T_T I think my heart bled when you did. And the pain felt more like an aortic dissection than an MI.
It runs deep.

Oh well, maybe it should have hurt. Else, I won't find a need to reflect on this. And God protect us all, from what we fear to turn into.

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I thank my MOs, whom are not calculative when it comes to saving lives (needless to say, this bunch is facing extinction). Whom are willing to spend that little extra to teach the rest of us the tricks they've learned, improving our status in general, as a good healthcare provider.

Don't keep your genius to your own. It won't hurt to train another. And my, when you see the people you've trained blossom, won't that be a wonderful thing for the world? And for it to stem from a good knowledge you've shared, I can only hope you will be rewarded, in ways you can never imagine.

We are all gifted differently.

The one who loves you unconditionally anyway,
Your HO

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

dare you to move

Bismillah

I thank God for people who knows me more than I know myself. And to point it out at that, so that I won't live such a miserable life, was a damn good thing.

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Until you put yourself to work, you're not gonna know who you are.
You are not going to know your strengths.
You are not going to know your weaknesses.

Stop being afraid of jumping in
Of trying.
Of failures.

Failures are good for you.
It exposes the holes in the wall.
It exposes what you need to work on.
It exposes what you're bad at.
It also exposes the things that you ARE good at, and maybe you should refine them even more.

But that does not happen until you grind it out.
Until you throw yourself in the middle, in the mix, you know.

If you live your life just afraid,
"I am not sure if it'll work or not"
"I am not sure if  that'll succeed or not"

Well, those are the kinds of people that would only be sitting in the sidelines, and not do anything in life.

Allah gave us this wonderful adventure, living in this world, try things, and let go of the inhibition. And once you let go of it, AMAZING things will happen in life.

DFTBA in the process,
Unstoppableeeeee. Woo hoo!

I rarely swear, but when I do, it is mostly this kind.