Saturday, June 26, 2010

Saturday Clinic

In Saturday Clinic today, the skills lab was changed into clinical setting for us to examine the elderly patients. They were invited here for free clinical check up by us, second year students. LOL. Wonder how much we know to examine them. My first patient was….

At first, she asked whether she has to come for follow up every time she has any problems. LOL, I doubt she knows the fact that this is our uni skills lab and not a clinic. Ok. Nvm. As usual, I did anamnesis on her, asking her a few questions. She answered as if I am a real doctor. I was quite relieved then. When the male doctor went out for a while, she whisper to me that she was actually in pain on her left breast, which was mastectomy not long ago and she was quite afraid to say out loud. My brain was running, and I try to be as professional as I can, even though this is the first time I heard about phantom pain after mastectomy. Then, she let me do the physical exam on her left breast! She said, “For my own health, I must not be shy. I hope you can help me solve my problem, I did be very very grateful, insya Allah.” Goodness. This is the first time I see breast which is not mine, what more a masectomised one. I try to detect for tumors if there is any, but I guess she is just having phantom pain. Then, I continued with lung exam as she complains of coughing for very long. The truth is, I really have no idea how to solve her problems as she refuses to eat any pain killer by the doctors. My knowledge is too shallow to find any solution for her. She looked at me hopefully, but I have to tell her I am not good enough, and watch her disappointed eyes. Oooo.. I wish I am a better doctor.

My next patient was an old man, who claimed that he has good memory, but unable to remember his phone number and a few items that I showed him. He has a scare cornea and I saw the distorted cornea of his. LOL. I am not sure of my diagnosis, but I think I dint see direct pupillary reflex on the traumatized eyes. Besides hypertension, diabetes, and a scare cornea, he is otherwise fine.

Well, I guess I need to study more in order to be a good doctor. Sometimes, it is really painful to hear hopeful words yet receive disappointed expression from patients. Anyhow, this is sooo interesting. hmm...

Sunday, June 20, 2010


He is always there for me. He supports me no matter what happened. He asked nothing from me, but gives everything that I have asked for. He has faith on me, rain or shine. He talks to me about life. He drives me everywhere I want to go. I lose my temper when I fail to understand my work, he patiently taught me, even though he had to revise SPM books. Anything I want, just a call, he will manage everything for me. Yes, everything.

The one and only man I loved the most, is my father.

I have always thought that, every father cleans their house, drives their kids to school, and arrange everything for the house. I just realized that I was wrong. Many fathers are strict figures to their kids, my father played with me. Many fathers come home and watch TV, my father quit watching TV with us. Many fathers rather read the news than sweep the floor, my father even irons all our cloths and put them in the right closet, every day. Many fathers believe in “man’s pride”, my father believes more in love.

Sometimes I think, I shall never find a boyfriend, because it is quite impossible to find a better man than he is.

Happy Fathers day.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Screwed up timetable

  • OSCE date was shifted from July to August, burn one ticket.
  • Remedial date was shifted to 20th July, burn another ticket.
  • Block 3.1 was delay one week, burn another ticket.

  • But, until now, they cannot decide the actual dates.
    I flipped through my calendar, and start studying the dates and my flight details. Our time table is extremely weird. Holiday from 20th july to 15 august. Then I have to take drive all the way up to KL, take an expensive plane, fly from KL to Yogya just to sit for my OSCE on the 19 August. After that, take another expensive plane, fly from Yogya to KL, drive down to Malacca. On the 29th august, I have to drive all the way up to KL, take an expensive plane, fly from KL to Yogya, just to attend five days of class, before my next 2 weeks holiday.

  • 20th july Yogya to KL-Malacca
  • 15 august Malacca-KL to yogya
  • 20 august Yogya to KL-Malacca
  • 29 august Malacca-KL to yogya
  • 4 september Yogya to KL-Malacca
  • 19 september Malacca-KL to Yogya

  • I think I am busier than a stewardess. 6 flights in two months time! Of course, I am unhappy. Academic calendar changed without informing us. We told JPA officer and were scolded for complaining. A meeting was hold for us to ASK anything. Now our batch even restrain us from expressing out in facebook. Like a typical politician, trying to stop the truth from spreading through media.

    Where is the right to speak? Where is the right as students? If anyone wants us to stop saying bad things, they should start doing things more efficiently and not blindly stop us from talking. Look, we praised Mas Mudji for his efficiency in printing notes, not because he asked us to, but we feel it from heart. If you want to sleep in tutorial, everyone will be talking about it. As simple as that.