I've just realized, practically none of the past year resolutions was achieved. It feels like the harder you try to make things work, the harder it gets.
Perhaps, I had too much to accomplish in 2008 and yet none of it was achieved. To double it, I had drifted even further from where it begun.
In 2008, the 1st quarter of the year was practically spent catching up with time and the semester 6 schedule, the 2nd quarter attending gym and sports practice, the 3rd learning about calories and the 4th .......... I've actually tried to make things more productive, catching up with the previous semesters' lectures. It was pretty monotonous, I can only remember sending the poor nokia for a bath in the washing machine, unintentionally that is.
Hehehe, few weeks after that, it work again!!
And oh, the 10th of October too.
Whether or not I like the New Year it came nonetheless. Truthfully, it feels like I'm backing off for I'm not sure if I'm ready for the challenges 2009 is bringing. We are going to be graduates! And months later, joining the work force. It's not that interesting as you thought; no big fancy international companies, no biggie office, just; government hospitals and expectations!
When I first enrolled to the hospital as a trainee, it pretty much reminds me life's not a bed of roses. And yea, while we were wasting life out there, some other people are struggling to stay alive in the hospital, like a terminal they're stopping by to get 'repaired'. And to our dismay, not every terminal is a drop in. The less fortunate ones never got to walk away.
I've always thought that doctors, in general lacks empathy, the care and support the patients needed. I've never understood till I dwell too much in one of the patients I was assigned to; GML, 76. In fact, I shed tears listening to her in the ward and the sight of her asking me to safe her never fades till today.
Every patient has a story to tell, and when we get involved in it, it only saddens us.
On the brighter side, it feels really great when the patients thank you so sincerely when they get discharged. In one of the circumstances, I've made hematinic recommendation to my preceptor and she has kindly brought it up. Regrettably, the patient wasn't discharged with it because the doctor did not sign for approval. I wrote her a note of the 4 supplements, (Folic Acid, Vit B Complex, etc) and told her it would help her condition, so she could get it outside easily…..if it's affordable.
She thanked me, a total of 10 times perhaps.
I've just completed the week 3 of the attachment, in the Cardiology Care Unit. The turn-over rate in the ward is so high, where out of the 6 beds, usually 4 would make it through. It's not quite right to like it (patients in critical condition) but CVS is one of the most interesting posting thus far. The drugs are more predictable it feels like we're working to solve the puzzle, and…..perhaps the ward is air-conditioned.
At 18۫C that is.
Also, because I had a partner to go with? Someone to hear me out and someone to share the absurd fear in the ward.
The biggest achievement throughout the 5 days was perhaps the counselling session we gave the Chinese uncle who had a very bad AMI. His heart could just stop beating anytime, but he insisted to get discharged because he feels well, and he has a job order the next day he has to attend to. The staffs to no avail, told him if he is to leave, he would have to sign the form and the hospital would not be responsible to his condition once he's discharged.
Thank God, PH and I managed to persuade him (in ~15 mins) to stay back for further observations until his vitals are stable.
The government hospital isn't that bad after all.
Nonetheless, there are reasons why the private sectors are superior but it's not appropriate to be discussed in here.
Oh, and I still dislike the stare the patients' family give when we walk around especially at the waiting area!
For the upcoming semester 8, I was posted to do the 9 weeks’ attachment in the Hospital Besar Malacca. *horror*
At the same time, I thought it serves more like a pre-moving-home period, an appetizer to the working life in H.O.S.P.I.T.AL B.E.S.A.R M.A.L.A.C.C.A, if I’m to apply to come back for my 4 years stint.
As for now, I only remember the place being quite BESAR, and the wards were old and horrifying. I’ve tried to convince myself, it’s alright, I can offer my help to people who really needs it. But who am I to fool? You know our capabilities and the job-scope, and and my fear!
It’s gonna be miserable. Very miserable days ahead.
On top of that moving on back was never easy.
As I was packing, I’ve a feeling like something was pressing against me.
The heavy heart, that is.
That explains why the cupboard was still half-full, same goes for the book-shelf, the other shelf, and that other shelf and and that other shelf too...
Tsk tsk tsk….I've found the houses!! The houses for 11 of them posted to Hospital Besar Malacca!
Probably the first thing that went right for the first time this week.
It has been a month of gruelling going around looking at other people's houses. I was taught that agents are professional cheaters, and landladies are so money-oriented! There are exceptions of course. (Mrs.Ong esp!) So, no more agents calling me EARLY in the morning telling me about washing machines and air-conds!! No need to go around hunting 'to let' signboards!
Some people live for the fortune Some people live just for the fame Some people live for the power Some people live just to play the game Some people think that the physical things Define what's within And I've been there before But that life's a bore So full of the superficial
[Chorus:] Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you baby If I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond rings Some just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you
Some people search for a fountain That promises forever young Some people need three dozen roses And that's the only way to prove you love them Hand me the world on a silver platter And what good would it be With no one to share With no one who truly cares for me
[Chorus:] Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you baby If I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond rings Some just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, you, you Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you baby If I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond rings Some just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you
[Outro:] If I ain't got you with me baby So nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing If I ain't got you with me baby
Not sunburn of course!! The silver housing comes off very easily and I've had 3 original housings replaced (FOC) from Samsung. Perhaps they have finally found a solution; the new U700 is black in colour...
And so, I emo-ed for a day, ranting about CHANGES! and got over it the next two days. Typical case.
The other day, I dreamt myself weighing 74kg on that evil scale! Then, I was making exercise plans while I was actually asleep. Good job, Yasmin!
And mummy burnt off her finger-hairs while trying to light up the match stick today. LOL!!
LOLS!!
Also... You're growinggg!! Woohooo~ Wishing you the happiest of birthdays!
Time flies when I'm not exactly crammed with work. Mornings are packed with prying my eyelids open, still not very much a morning person you can tell. My appetite grows like my hair so does my weight and I cannot drag myself to go jogging.
This afternoon was our last futsal training…4 freaking long hours, and yet I enjoyed every bit of it.
Inspirational Quote : " Someone's sitting under the shade today because that someone planted a tree long time ago " *psssst.... my tree =)
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