You’re not fit to be a specialist until you WOW me!

An Emergency Department (ED) specialist came to our little district hospital for a visit today. I was WOWed. Im not often WOWed regardless if the person in question is a specialist with a sub. But today I was.

Just as much I was WOWed when I first met my HOD during my anaesthetic attachment as a houseman. These ladies deserve the grade theyre in. And they both have all my respect as I know it aint easy to get to where they are today.

The postcall splurge

I honestly had a night which was relatively anti-Jona. Meaning no heavy or resus cases to tend to at night, alone. It was either pure luck or just not meant to be. Plus, I had a team of MAs and Staff Nurses which were very helpful and full of joy working with me that night.

Despite having enough rest, the intermittent interruptions in my sleep pattern did left me feeling kind of dazed the next morning. My colleagues must have seen through my Poker Face and was kind enough to let me go off earlier.

Which leaves me extra extra time for my postcall activities! SHOPPING!!!

Source : travactours.com

I headed straight to Aeon Jusco in town and started my shopping session by the scrumptious appetizing act of withdrawing some cash. The splurging that came afterwards was a no brainer as I spent & spent & spent on all the household things I could think of.

  • Rapi magazine and a book called Bringing up Bebe by Pamela Druckermann
  • Toolbox and the insides – nails, hammer, screwdrivers, measuring tappes etc
  • A vacuum cleaner
  • Bit and pieces of baking utensils and food storage containers
  • Rags
  • Lunch in A&W

and finally a visit to car services centre for my cars maintenance.

And for the cherry on top, my bedroom furniture finally came. Am super excited to rearrange my wardrobe worthy of a Pinterest. 😛

Creating my lifejacket

I am not the ultimate breadwinner of the family. Nor do I contribute that much to the financial runs of this household. No wait, let me correct that. I do actually contribute my monthly monetary earnings to this family – by paying the monthly mortgage for the house. YUp.

Mr Husband however pays more. He paid for the furniture, the groceries, the baby’s stuff, bills et cetera. Which made me wonder, if by Gods will he should ‘depart to Heaven ‘ earlier.. would I be able to sustain the lifestyle that we have right now?

One thing I do know for sure is that if I die first, my mortgage is automatically taken care of. It will be paid. But what if its the other way around.

Calculating our monthly expenses with one child included, I would say I would probably just be able to make it. Which means sacrificing trips to the bookstore for books, less new clothes or lingerie, no saturday night out movies, less takeouts, less eating outside even for the weekend. Unless I manage to secure a higher grade of pay in this service.

Hence, the feeling of needing a safety net. That is in the event that I hate my current job as a healer and choose to earn my daily bread elsewhere. Carik lubuk emas lainlah kiranya.

Would it be to fulfill my dreams in becoming a writer? Or open up a business driven purely by passion? Hmmm.. we will see..

A Heartsinking Day

If  you’re going through hell, keep going.Winston  Churchill

Friday is not supposed to be a hectic day. Friday shouldnt be stressful. Friday is the last of all weekdays. We must be able to scream out loud T.G.I.F!!!

I had springs in my footsteps early this morning. I was geared up to meet my patients. I was ready to implement part of my New year resolution → to dispense out more ‘patient education advices’ as opposed to just writing out their prescriptions. My smile was already plastered to the face as I greet the Sinar Jernih workers, our security guards and my staff when suddenly..

… the normally silent, early morning aura in the Emergency Department (ED) was polluted by someones voice. A psychiatric patient (only known to us medical personnels since she’s a regular) giving a colleague of mine a hearing, a rackett, a threat to throw her out of the service by lodging a complaint to the higher authorities.

Immediately, I was disheartened. This was going to be long long morning.

And I was right.

2 resus cases followed with many many yellow tags coming through the door. Its days like this when Id just sit a bit longer in the prayer room and wonder, ‘why cant these patients just stay at home and watch TV’.

A repeat order for Wonderbox

Love  of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

Ralph  Waldo Emerson

Yes, I bought the January Wonderbox. Its supposedly the Valentines Edition. Awesome…

I totally loved my previous Xmas edition box. In fact, my favourite item was Clinelle’s Eye Bright and I have been using it every single day as part of my so called makeup routine. Ha ha. The least favourite item was the nail polish and Im hoping to give it away to someone soon. Simply because.. I dont wear nail polish.

If you’re wondering whether its worth the money for one of these Wonderbox.. I’d say it is. For you could get all these high end, costly stuff at a sample size for a reasonable price. MYR 39.90 with free delivery.