Anugerah Perkhidmatan Cemerlang

I received this some time in April 2016. It was a form of recognition by KKM for a good job well done sorta thing. A ceremony was held to celebrate the recipients. My face was even randomly in the papers the next day but not many people knew that of course. Ha ha. I was thrilled but apprehensive at the same time.

I had thought that when you receive an APC – it’s supposed to mean that your boss recommended your name for it and that such recognition is awarded because well… you did a good job. is it not? But ironically the congratulatory wishes I seem to get are not as sincere and accomplished as I’d thought it be,

I have people wishing me,

” congratulations – its about time. You’re already a senior MO after all ”   ok? is that a good or bad thing?

” congratulations – you’ve got one so quick. I haven’t received one despite being in the service for more than 10 years ” ermmm.. maybe you’re not working well enough

” congratulations – kalo duduk district memang senang dapat ” i felt bad when people say this because I totally understand that those more deserving should get this but are in a tertiary centre where it can be overlooked.

” congratulations – kena kerja lagi kuatlah lepas ni. baru berkat dapat ”  excuse me? I give my best all the time.

I was honestly confused but I thanked them graciously anyway. Is APC a senior thing after all and not because its deserved? Gosh.. this is not making me happy at all. Am I in the same boat of those people yang ‘kerja kau tkdela bagus sangat  -tapi sbb ko dah lama kat sini.. ‘ sorta person? Kinda sad innit to perceive an APC as a measure of how long you’ve been in a place. Because I honestly thought I’m receiving it because I was assessed as an officer who is honest and diligent in my work.

Thankfully, a handful conveyed their congratulations in acknowledgement of my contributions, compassion and effort. That shows their understanding of who I am at work. At least I hope the person who nominated me thinks likewise of myself.

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to go or not to go

A : Are you going?

B : I don’t know – are you?

A : Don’t you want to go?

B : Do I have to go?

A : Jomlah… takde geng..

That kind of persuaded me to rethink my initial option of ‘buat bodo malas nak layan majlis protokol bagai macam tak nak pegi’. Although I’m a loner  – the type who can go to the movies alone and enjoy a wholesome dinner after that – I don’t subject other people to that.

The last time I attended a formal majlis was last year.Not as a guest but as a personnel in the medical team :P.

I have quite forgotten the fun and joy it might bring. Gosh.. I feel old already.. lets just hope theres no poco poco beramai-ramai. ngeee…

I think I dislike attending these events because one, of its formality and second that fake smile you have to plaster on your face to get through the hours – not to mention the numerous photo taking session – like omg.. can you stop already?! But this event I’m going is supposed to be of one that honors myself – to appreciate my efforts and stuff.

I suppose I should attend it for the love of Allah – for the pride of my husband and son. So they know that my times in this district hospital is not a waste, that I am making a difference to at least one life I tend to. That those nights or weekends I’m not home are worth every second. That they’ll understand that I still love what I do. It’s like how an MO in one of Dr. Johan Siows stories put it,

“Johan, I may never get to be a specialist, but even as a service MO, if I can give the BEST CARE to my patients, then I’m already satisfied with my life.”