Klinik Komuniti life. A temporary replacement.
Recently, I volunteered to cover a Klinik Komuniti (KKOM) because the medical officer in charge was on a long medical leave due to an unexpected situation. I sincerely wish him a full and speedy recovery. I chose to take on this task because, compared to some of my colleagues, I feel that I have it a little easier when it comes to balancing work and family responsibilities. I’m fortunate to have strong support. My husband and his family are always hands-on in helping care not only for our kids but also for my niece and nephews. Not everyone is as lucky as some have to shoulder much heavier burdens in their daily lives.
To be honest, working at KKOM isn’t something I’d choose to do permanently as a medical officer. The working hours just don’t align well with my lifestyle. Given my current schedule and responsibilities, committing to KKOM full-time would feel like an ‘injustice’ to both my family and personal life.
KKOM operates from 12:00 PM to 9:00 PM, with a break from 6:45 PM to 7:45 PM. This setup means I need to fit in my prayers and meals whenever I can. It’s manageable for now, especially since the patient volume isn’t as heavy as in a regular Klinik Kesihatan. Despite the given time, I do get slightly miserable when patients choose to come 5 minutes before closing. 5 minutes is just not enough time to have a patient registered, take their vital signs, examine and dispense medication. When this happens, patients are counselled on good clinical practice and advised to come back the next day or visit the ER on urgent matters. While patients may argue, ‘I just want to take Panadol,‘ then by all means, just pop into 7-Eleven and purchase a strip. Health facilities are not convenience stores.
Some might say, “At least you have the morning free before work starts.” But the truth is, I still have to wake up early for Subuh and get ready for the day. On days when my husband isn’t around, that also includes sending my daughter to school. One upside is that I get to enjoy a peaceful brisk walk along the river under the morning sun. However, running errands like grocery shopping isn’t always convenient, since most shops only open at 10:00 AM, unless I go to Mydin. I do prefer Family Store, though.
By 11:00 AM, I need to be ready to leave for KKOM, ideally with a home-cooked meal in hand. Ordering through Grab just doesn’t sit right with me. Imagine a room full of waiting patients, and your food arrives. People might judge, “Masa kerja sibuk nak makan. Gaji buta. Bla bla bla.” Especially since there’s only one medical officer at the clinic, everything is under scrutiny.
Once KKOM closes at 9:00 PM, I begin my journey home. Thankfully, Melaka is a small state, so even though some stretches of the road and highway are poorly lit, the drive isn’t too long. When I get home, I unload my food containers, take a shower, perform Isyak, and try to wind down for the night. Sadly, my daughter is usually already asleep by then, and that stings a little, knowing I only get to see her awake in the morning. If I had to do this permanently, it would mean only one real interaction with her each day, unless we lived near KKOM and I could see her during the break.
So yes, with my current commitments and lifestyle, KKOM feels emotionally and physically taxing. I’m grateful I’m only covering it temporarily. While I understand that KKOM was established to provide medical care outside of conventional working hours, I can’t help but wish that employers would take a more proactive role in supporting healthcare access. Too often, I hear patients say they couldn’t seek treatment earlier because of work constraints. If employers truly valued health as a vital asset, they would treat it as something to be protected, not sidelined.
There should be dedicated, protected time for employees to attend medical appointments without fear of being penalised or even losing their jobs. If such a policy were embraced widely, the need for after-hours clinics like KKOM would diminish. Common conditions like the flu or gastric reflux could be addressed during regular clinic hours, simply because employees would feel safe and supported in seeking care when they need it most. Healthcare needs the participation of all, not just MOH.
SPM 2024
SPM 2024 results are out.
For both my husband and I, the attention is towards the performance of SBP (STF) and MRSM (Taiping). Now we have a new interest in mind, which are the schools under the Permata Programme.
Despite the hu-ha surrounding the current rankings, there’s actually a Permata school enjoying their own success in Quiet Mode. Akademi Sains Pendang. Better known as Sekolah Menengah Sains Pendang. Their GPS is 0.38 and their SPM candidates are aged 15 and 16 year old. I had no idea that there is an option to sit for SPM early if the student is ready. As a parent of a student who is studying under the Permata programme, this is an interesting point to look into. Especially since the students are also juggling for their High School Diploma (HSD).
I have also come to understand since the past year that schools under the Permata programme is not included in these rankings of SBP as they are not categorised as such. Hence, the reason why KPPN is never listed alongside STF, MCKK etc. I was ranting about it before. I am wiser now. Forgive me. Anyway, parents of Permata will be looking forward to enhancements in the current programme as brought up in the petition to the institute. Hoping for a fruitful journey with Permata and the students in the future.
Eid 2025
The lack of blog posts for the past few weeks is due to the poor internet connection at home. Like most millennials, all big things must be done on the PC/laptop with a strong landline. In fact, the connection is still bad and my husband has yet to have the will to fix it.
We wore green for Eid this year. It was a colour scheme chosen by my husband. There was no discussion about it, and I am the type who doesn’t fuss about it much. I do hope that we get a pink one sometime in the future.
After solat raya at Melaka, we shot off to my dad’s house. InshaAllah, this will be his last Eid as a widower. He will be tying the knot soon with Tante. Hence, it goes without saying that next year he will be in Aceh for Eid. As usual, my sister and I received Raya bags from Dad. This time it is from Christy Ng. The pink paper bags lend a lush and posh feeling to it. The bag is quite roomy and I loved it. The stethoscope fits in it comfortably.
We hope the coming Eid will be just as festive. I look forward to more family celebrations with our new member, Tante and her children soon. InsyaAllah.
Home and away
A home is a home only if you treat it like one. Otherwise, it is just another place to sleep, shower, and eat.
Similarly, family is family only if you start treating them like one. Otherwise, the spouse is just another roommate that you dine with every day. Children are just little human beings that you have to feed and bathe.
A Hi or Bye is hard to come by. What more, with stories of everyday life.
After some time, everyone is just tired of making an effort.
Hence, amicable separation and co-parenting would probably be the best way to go.




