Busy

Sorry for not updating my blog..

I was busy ..and life is hectic as usual...

Those Good Old Days

I'm really happy today..accidentally reconnect to my old friend.
Thats really bring back old memories..happy times and bad times...

and the most happiest moments is knowing them healthy and success in their own field..

What a mess

It was Thursday afternoon where i accidentally met an old friend, Doctor A.
I've known Doctor A for almost 4 years..currently she is working at the health clinic nearby..
She told me an important news..

Johari!!! Congratulations..
I heard you are going to be transferred to Kinabatangan Health Clinic,,as a health officer there..
They already received the letter from the state health department...

It was shocking news..and this is my reply..

What!!!!!
This can't be happen...
I don't like to work there..Kinabatangan is very far...and working as a health officer means i don't see patients that often...i will dealing with health policies, health promotion and doing administrations work..
i don't like that..i'm not a person into admin..
Oh no..this is a disaster!!

She replied back...i think she just want to give a comfort..

You have to go la..look at the bright side ..they will promote you to UD48..meaning a higher pay..
why don't you go there for a year and later transfer back to hospital..

I ended our conversation and i left her with a broken heart.
I really don't expect this.

that night i received a call from my brother asking how's my life.
He is happy as he just got married.
I told him that i will be transferred to Kinabatangan Health Clinic soon.

Then..this is his reply..

What??? How's your surgery skills then...?? i thought you are applying for master in surgery right?? How about your research?? and you don't know driving...i don't think Kinabatangan has many taxis..It's jungle you know..

That doesn't help at all..It make me depressed and worried..
The news spoiled my week end..

I had no appetite..I was really obsessed with the news...and keep thinking and imagining my life in Kinabatangan..

The following Monday i went to see Puan Sarinah,, a lady in the office..
She is the doctors PA and it's her responsibilities to take care the doctors in the hospital including working transfer..

I asked her..

Kak sarinah...do you received any letter saying that i have to transfer to Kinabatangan??

with a surprised look..she said..

Oh!!! dr Johari..congratulations..but i didn't receive the letter..any doctors transfer to other places, the state health department will inform me first...
ermm..this is funny..
Why don't you speak to Puan Hasnah, at the state health department, KK..

I picked up the phone and it was connected to Puan Hasnah..this is our conversation..

Me: hello,,can i speak to Puan Hasnah..
Puan Hasnah: yes, speaking..
Me: Puan Hasnah.. my name is Dr Johari..i was been told that i have to go to Kinabatangan Health Office...
Puan Hasnah: Yes..that is correct...
Me: saya tak nak la pergi sana...saya mau kerja di hospital..
Puan Hasnah: can't la doctor...this is arahan from the ministry..you have to go..if you go there you will be promoted to UD48..
Me: i don't want to go there...can i??
Puan Hasnah: you must go..if you don't go..you will be consider melanggar arahan and the ministry can charge you..you will call into disciplinary board..and thats will end your carrier..
Me: (now scared)...ermm ok..can i make an appeal..?
Puan Hasnah: Can..but that will take months...

I was about to end the conversations..then i asked her this final question:

Me: Ok...but why i didn't get any letter..???
Puan Hasnah: i was about to send the letter then you call me.. i will send it today.....you are DR JOHARI BIN AWANG BESAR right???

Me:HAH???

(moral of story: don't listen to rumour)

Why...Why..Why..?????

why...why..why???

why they didn't tell me this earlier...??

if i know this earlier..i will buy an air ticket and fly back to KL...and meet my "bapak angkat"...

Burung Merpati

Burung Merpati terbang sejoli,
Terbang ke sana dan ke sini,
Akhirnya singgah di rumah Johari,

Burung Merpati mengukur dan menari,
Johari beri nasi yang dah basi,
Bila kenyang Burung Merpati terbang kembali.

I'm back

I'm back in Sandakan..after a short a week holiday..

thats holiday is just to rejuvenate my self..

this year is not going to be easy ..it was started with a bad day with very bad fever and cough..

(almost 2 weeks)..

i've to prepare for exams (second attempt) for master programme..now it's already february...another 8 months to go...

i've to take driving license test...

i've to take the most difficult IELTS (international english language testing system) exams

i really hate exams and tests.. but my mom told me life too is a test,,we have to do it..we have to go through it.

to make worse, loneliness strike me many times..never feels like this before..

at the same time i don't want to engage in any relationship yet..

i don't want to suffer again ..it was painful..

found this on the net...

the Perfect Surgery Trainer..

1. Never whines/ complains

2. Is never hungry, thirsty or tired

3. Is always enthusiastic

4. Is never late

5. Makes the intern/specialist/consultant good at all times

6. Knows more about his patients than anyone else

7. Loves operation theatres, never wants to leave the hospital

8. Is the first one to arrive at clinic and the last one to leave

9. Reads from a surgery text everyday

10. Is confident but not cocky

11. RUNS for materials, lab values, test results etc before rounds

12. Smiles a lot and has a good sense of humour

13. Always writes the op note without question

14. Loves to do op and can never get enough

And this is the best..

15. Has a steel bladder, a cast-iron stomach, and a heart of gold!

Am i a perfect surgery trainer???

i don't think so..

Terrible mistake

It was 12 mid day in KL..The weather was hot and dry.

I was thirsty.
I went to the grocery and bought 2 tins of Nescafe Mocha.
Within a minute, the Nesface Mocha tins were inside the dustbin.
I drank the whole Nesface Mocha, even a tiny little drop was not left behind.
The thirst gone but I didn't realized i just drank a poison.

That night i had profuse diarrhoea..about 5 times..
To make worse i had abdominal discomfort and passing flatus (kentut) more than 10 times.

That mocha contains milk..
Yup milk...milk is poisonous to me as i had a disease called Lactose Intolerance..

Opps...i just passed flatus...

anybody want to stay beside me???