Tag Archives: MOship

Not just a Farewell Party

Posted in Everyday Life, Ponderings & Personal Development by

This year alone, 5 colleagues from my hospital decided to QUIT Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia (KKM). Few were seeking greener pastures, others had personal problems and one was totally geram at the higher administrations at Putrajaya for unjust judgements and treatment.

wpid-2012-03-22-12.27.17.jpg

While some people would respond by saying,

“banyak lagi doktor yang lain”

I myself think that these 5 people are a great loss to the patients of this hospital. These doctors not only have served both overseas and locally for a number of years, they are also those who cares deeply about their patients – only met with ungrateful remarks sometimes. Bayangkan.. nak ajar pesakit how to perform the solat as a sick person pun kena marah by their relatives. *facepalm*

Anyway, whatever reason they chose to leave – it is only natural for them or us to hold a farewell party. Recently however, the last one who left did not want a farewell party. While I understand his reason of not wanting to make a big fuss of him leaving, I felt that at least a simple farewell ceremony should be held. Wanna know why?

So people have a platform to meet and greet for the last time. So broken bridges could be mended. Forgiveness sought. Happy memories reminisced. Awful experiences shared and learnt. Words of wisdom passed on to others. Monetary favours or loans be returned appropriately.  So gratitude and thanks can be expressed to people who have made life easy and meaningful to oneself after so many years at one place.

All this so the person leaving could start the new chapter of their lives in a new, refreshed breath having made peace and amends to their past. Its not just a farewell party. Its a time to give yourself a wonderful finale for the current chapter of your life.

Emotion overload

Posted in All in a days work, Good Things by

It was a bit of a roller-coaster ride this week. Mixed emotions of anger, despair and elation all rolled into one. Not knowing which had a greater impact to the physical being – just realizing that at the end of the day, the physical body succumbed to exhaustion drowning still, in adrenaline. Not even my usual cup of coffee helped to ease the tension. And an extra cup was not much of a help either.

20140929_095254

I never expect people to understand the tiredness that comes with working in the Operation Theatre (OT) or in Casualty. If my fellow colleagues in other departments couldn’t even get why budak2 GA penat onkol OT padahal duduk tepi mesin je.. how would I expect other people to understand. Or those who thinks us in Casualty just knows how to shout orders and sit at the desk writing case histories??

Well my dear.. if only you understand the gravity of an Adrenaline Rush. Its when the potential of all your 5 senses are heightened firing rapid, fast, continuous impulse to your brain. In a way, it prepares your body for a fight or flight situation. Imagine this happening for long hours everyday – inevitably the mental fatigue and physical weariness ensues.

percayalah.. even though the anesthetist looked like their just watching the vital signs monitor – a lot of things are racing through their mind.

What if the patient woke up

What if the bleed continues

What if this, what if that

haih. penat. 

So yes, sounds very negative right? Until something happened today. Dalam marah2, tak puas hati and kelam kelibut.. and of course the adrenaline rush..  God carved a way to forgiveness and redemption.

A colleague needed help today and like reflex, everybody put their differences aside and worked together as a team to stabilize the patient. And for a while everyone had amnesia of how much trouble some people caused some people.

Consequently? I felt less tired and happier. *peace*

Reshuffling

Posted in All in a days work by

Life  is like dancing. If we have a big floor, many people will dance. Some will get  angry when the rhythm changes. But life is changing all the time.
Miguel  Angel Ruiz

Reshuffling of staffs has been taking place at the workplace. A few selected people have been reassigned to new units and job descriptions. while some have been taking the news in great strides hoping to make a positive impact in a new environment, some sink to the depths of near depression as they try to waddle through the demands of new responsibilities.

Either way, life must go on.

The Weekend is Here

Posted in Everyday Life, Ponderings & Personal Development by

 

 

“Seeing the family is a very important part of my weekend”
Susannah York

 

 

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Its true when doctors of the older generations say that you’d only have to endure the suffering as a Houseman. For life will be bliss once you step out as a Medical Officer. The reward comes in no calls and far from having to work on weekends. Of course, the Weekend Calls quota have to be fulfilled. Otherwise, life is pretty much awesome.

When I was an MO and single, I get to travel and dine out with other single friends. Or indulge in casual dating.

When I was an MO ( and still one) and with a family, I get to spend time with my loved ones. I get to clean the house giving it a good hoovering and mopping. Do the laundry, experiment new recipes and sort out my priorities for the following week. Which normally includes planning the menu and catching up with some educational reading.

But you know what I love most about free weekends?

I get to attend functions like weddings, birthday parties et cetera …it makes the circles of friends grow larger and I get to connect with my family & extended family more.

I love the weekends.

Oncall : Almost a train wreck

Posted in All in a days work by

I work as hard as I can,

For as long as I can,

And the best that I can,

EVERYTIME

The severity of oncall should not be measured by the quantity of patients that we see. Instead, it should be reflected in how it makes us feel the day after.

I just completed my Public Holiday call. Which entitles me to claim a meagre MYR220 from the ministry for the amount of labour and feelings I put in for more than 24 hours. To be honest, even the nurses were surprised at how little we actually earn through our oncalls. They were under the impression that we were paid by the hour. Uhuk. how wrong they were.

There was a total of just over a hundred patients in the morning shift alone. Even the asthma bay was full. Thank god for no resus cases the whole day until…

as how people put it..

train wreck

Yes. The day after the call was a mess. Two resus cases came through the door. Both were unsaveable. A young girl with severe head injury after a self-motorbike accident and a gentleman in his mid-40s who died of a heart attack.

Urgh.. kepiuh nyawa.