Sunday, January 11, 2015

fear

Bismillah

The first half of my HOship was filled with fear. And it was understandable. I was a beginner, a beginner dealing with lives.

What I regretted doing however, was being afraid of my MOs. I am not one who actually paid attention to whom I will be oncall with but there was a time where I got caught up in the trend of wanting to know the kind of person I will be working with. (housemanship does that to you, you know, strips you off of your identity in the first year. One day you are you and another, you become z kepochi ah po)

Well, perhaps the necessary thing you need to pay attention to is their names. Their potential is something you have to discover for yourself, as you work alongside them. Many the times when I developed bad calls are because I work with the premade assumptions passed down through generations of HOs regarding the reputation of certain MOs. Knowing made me a little too careful of my steps, which hinders the development of the star healer I wanted to be.

Mind you, some MOs are really a pain in the ear and heart and soul but have firm believe that, their believes in who you are does not determine your competency. Your competency determines your competency.

Work with the right intention, and though hard at times, try to find the goods in others. Make that a challenge for yourself, to renew your hope and faith in a person every single day. And when you find that good thing, that common ground, work on that and you'll survive. In fact, you'll grow so much, your heart and mind, that you manage to bring the best of you in any situation. And if God wills it, you'd see a side of a person you never thought existed before!

Be an agent of mercy in this field. To your patients, to your colleague. Penat macam mana pun, it will be worth it.

God knows, I am no saint. I kinda still have a grudge on an MO (distance is helping a lot in preventing any acts of revenge. Heee.)

Love,
Your Houseman