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Starting the day of gassing patients by switching on the lights

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“Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work”
Thomas A. Edison

Despite living 27km away from the hospital which is equivalent to a 30 – 45 mins journey to hospital, I am so far almost always the 1st person to arrive for work. Interesting, huh?

I however enjoy ‘opening up’ the Operating Theatre (OT). To switch on the lights, check the anaesthetic machine, prepare the drugs, call the patients to OT et cetera..

because…

I know I have set the pace for whats going to happen today.

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The Recovery bay

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The Operating Room

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My anaesthetic drug trolley

Kurus

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“Learn how to be happy with what you have while you pursue all that you want”

Jim Rohn

Its my 1st day of work and I was met by exclamations of,

Wah.. dah lama tak nampak

Wah.. dah kurus

kihkihkih.. honestly, I was secretly beaming with pride. My hard work in the tertiary hospital for my 3 month attachment in the anaesthetic department paid off. I had managed to shed off a few pounds thanks to the ‘forced dieting regime’. [read : oncall with no eating time]. Mun aku pegi juak True Harmony apa jaklah ceritanya oh.. He he.

I however found myself fumbling and a tad slow as I tried to recollect my deep embedded knowledge on how to manage patients in an ED setting. Yalah.. its been a while. Id have to get used to seeing patients with uncontrolled HPT, DM, asthma, malingerers, trauma et cetera.

SEvo Effect

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I was reminded once again of how a postcall life as a bius MO in OT feels like.

The effect of wearing and tearing automatically appears after you leave the air conditioned OT. Knees wobble, feet hurt with every step as you try to battle the calluses and the haggazrdness of being up the whole night. Eyelids droop slowly and every step felt heavier as the minute molecules of left over |Sevoflurane begin to penetrate through the cells.

All plans to go to the admin office or a short shopping trip to The Store diminished as all you could think of is a shower and a bed.

After a gulp of coffee and a hot bath, you sprawl yourself across the bed and within seconds – the Sevo effect kicks in.

While you hope for a peaceful sleep, you’re brought into another adventure in la la land. Fighting against enemies, fleeing from demons et cetera.

Arghhh… ari minggu tok kerja lagik.

Last Minute.. What to do leh..

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“Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday”

 ~Don Marquis

 

 

Despite my best efforts to ensure that my everyday tasks are done within a time frame, I am still powerless when it comes to last minute arrangements or events surfaced by other people. This week alone I have to say “sure’ to a last minute

  • one day course
  • roster swap
  • job of being a secretary to a formal meeting – jotting down minutes
  • attachment in a different hospital

Despite that, I still had a quick mind to say NO to a colleague as he needed a favor to do his calls this weekend. No No No… I have done 2 weekend calls this month. Enough is enough..

 

Team Jasin

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Zebulon Gant:

“When you understand the language, sir, everything falls into place”

Mr Husband: pahal kitak onkol lagi ujung minggu tok? kenak buli? bukankah MO ktk main ramee?

Minci: Menar.. tapi everyone still have to do max 2 weekend calls.. So I chose to do this weekend.

Alhamdulilah we are growing in numbers.. approaching near 16 functioning clinical MOs at the moment. Almost half are non Muslims which means that we can go RAYA!!! while the number seems like a luxury, I also pray that both old and new generation of MOs can work together and share their experience and expertise. No truancy. No eksen & idung tinggi.

Team Jasin.

Yes, I hope for a Team Jasin yang digeruni dihormati dan disegani by our respective colleagues in KK and also in the general hospital setting. Tok.. sidak di KK pun blh nganok kita.. apa celopppp..