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.

End of Year Mini Party and also a mini anniversary at Billionaire Concept Cuisine Restaurant

It was one of those urges to just feed the people. Feed my team. Feed my ‘surrogate family’. So I decided to throw a mini party. No potluck. No speech. No proper boss – just us little people in the unit having a bit of fun and mingling. Plus I haven’t been going to a party or a gathering for a while. I do admit that I’d be absent on purpose most of the time because at these events involving more than 10 people – the introvert side of myself tends to take control. I just don’t feel like socializing unless I’m really in my comfort zone in the right circle of people.

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I wanted to have balloons and decor – but it took too much effort. And thinking. Plus I was post-call. Train of thought was honestly ‘lum-py’ at the time. I bought mostly jajan and air kotak. I had my nurse buy simple breakfast for the day.

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Within seconds – word passed around …

“there’s food in the MO room”

I gave my female colleagues a face mirror each. My dear medical officers have one too – cute little hearts.

Later in the evening Mr Husband and I celebrated our 5th year wedding anniversary at Billionaire Concept Cuisine Restaurant at Taman Lagenda. Here, they only take CASH. Being a woman who prefers carrying a debit card – I had to korek2 celah kerusi and sofa for hidden stash.

We ordered the fish and chip, macaroni and cheese, kids meal (meatballs + free juice), apple juice and raspberry lime citrus drink. It totalled up to less than RM65. I thought the portion was huge and worth the price. The drinks were expensive and not much of a choice unless you’re into all those hipster sinful sugary drinks which have caramel, oreo and whipped cream in one mug. The meal tasted OK as a whole – Mr Husband commented that the mac & cheese tasted like the ones he had in Russia as a student, so it must have tasted good. Ee finished his meatballs and his juice  – so thats a good sign too.

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A toast for many wonderful years ahead.