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The story below can be merely fictions. Read at your own risk.

Scenario 1

In clinic during one day.

Patient : Doctor, I got pain on my left arm.
HO : *Look at x-rays* Uncle how long ago you had this fall? Your arm last time was broken la..
Patient : That one 20 years ago.
HO : Ooo. 20 years ago until last year no pain? Now only pain?
Patient : Yealaa, don’t know why this year start pain. Sometimes so bad I kenot take things, kenot work.
HO : Ohhh..
Patient : Last time I can carry 2 gas tong at one time, now can only carry one!
HO : Wah uncle, I can only carry half. Haha.
Patient : *Very serious face* Doc, I think I wanna apply for OKU lah.
HO : *Amazed* Why?
Patient : Because I kenot work sometime due to the pain.
HO : Uncle you know OKU is what or not?
Patient : I know laaa, I need help. I got a lot of responsibilities.
HO : Uncle you need to be cacat to apply to OKU.
Patient : Yakah?
HO no2 : Yeala uncle, if we do a BKA on you, take off your leg, then you can apply for OKU.
Patient : *Serious face, kept quiet*
HO : *Sigh*
Patient : Nevermind laa, I still want to try.
HO : Uncle! You understand or not, you are simply not eligible for that! You got all 4 limbs on you!
Patient : I know, I just want to try… Give some face lah.
HO : *Sweat*
HO : This is your TCA paper. See you in 6 months time. Bye bye.

Scenario 2

HO : Uncle, how is your left leg?
Patient : All right all right!
HO : LOL.

Scenario 3

8am in the morning.

HO : Boss nak buat round?
MO : Habis? Jalan jalan?

Scenario 4

A boy with laceration wound with nail hanging at the edge of his finger.

Patient : Kena jahit ker doctor?
HO : Yeala, abis tu takkan nak biar berdarah jer.
Patient : Habis kuku macam mana?
HO : Jahit la.
Patient : Kuku boleh jahit ker?
HO : Hehe *wink*

I think a lot of none medical field people will think that it is quite impossible, but weirdly, it is quite easy to accomplish.

Scenario 5

HO : Patient on backslab.
MO : Apsal on backslab pula?
HO : Errr…. (after 1 minute).
MO : Apa la kau ni. Nak back slap? Disappointed.

It must have been a wednesday, my friend ajak to watch this local jazz band perform in Geographer cafe. Hehe, since I got nothing much to do, I think it is a good thing to go have a look.

Heard that this is the best offered in Geographer. But RM 28 for a pint?? Hmmm… Maybe next time.

Well, too bad I don’t have the ear for jazz. It all sounded kinda identical. But I did enjoy the atmosphere and beer. Wakaka.

Told Cyrena about the band, it seems that they were doing quite well in their field.

Lost it in the OT changing room. Damn. In a ‘now you see it now you don’t’ fashion. Too fast too furious.

Anyway, I’m not really sad about losing a machine, but it is the things inside that I felt sad tat I no longer have them. All the pictures, all the contacts, all the smses.

So, I guess I have to start everything again.

Damn it.

But sometimes it is a need to start anew.

No choice, so be it.

Blackberry, here I come :)

Had been running here and there these few weekends. Mainly because that fella is back and mainly because I got ffk by somebody in KL. Anyway, some of the snap shots to roughly record what I did over the weekends.

Met up with Ryan, and he brought me to taste this XO Loh Mee.

Very nice! Can really taste the XO.

And the 2 of us can’t manage to finish that. Too much.

And one of the day a few of us went to Chan’s house to bai nian. The only bai nian to a friend’s house that I have (excluding eric’s one).

Suddenly I feel that I’m very old. Gulp*

And most of the weekends I was in Kluang to meet this fella.

The only heng dai who I can think of in my life. Too bad. I should have more Hengtai.

Anyway, he brought his lao po back this time so of course la I need to be there.

Well, usually when both of us are in Kluang, we usually carry out activities which we repetitively do over the years -

Like going out for breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner and supper.

Like going to temple and eat vegetarian food.

Like me standing and looking at him praying and walking up and down with the whole family.

Like going out to drink.

Like sitting in his house and watch astro with his cousin brother, niece, father, brother and etc.

Like walking on Kluang street with him and his brother.

Like saying those crap which is sooooo meaningless that I don’t know why we said that.

Like making everybody else pissed and get happy about it.

Aiyah.. next meeting will be on Oct d. Hopefully I saved enough money to go Melbourne. Woohooo…

My cranium, houses my brain,
which is so distorted,
like a blur picture,
taken with unfocused lens,
with dirty sensors.

My brain, houses my mind,
which is so clustered it never shoots straight,
which is so active it flickers,
which is so wild it fails,
the very core of me.

My mandible, houses my tongue,
which today,
fails to perform what it is meant to perform,
for sometimes, it deliver things which is incoherent to my brain wave,
incoherent to my impulses,
incoherent to my heart.
And i wonder,
whether it truly reflects what i want,
or what i really need.

My mediastinum, houses my heart,
which constricted so much it is painful,
more pain for every decisions i made,
more pain for every steps i take.

If the soul is determined by this,
so whether a distorted mind,
a clustered brain,
an auto-pilot tongue,
and a constricted heart,
could produce a perfect being?

For I wasn’t perfect,
and never tried to be perfect.
For i never practiced what I have been taught,
I never show myself what i’ve been shown,
I failed to uphold my own backbone.
I failed to create myself.

Always ask why, as the solutions came at the very end of all analysis.
What to do next?

I don’t know.

Maybe,
learn to find myself, again.

Trying to blog from my iPhone. Hmm.. Had a talk with Aslanif and i guess i should utilise my iPhone back to the max again!

Went to Klang to visit aunties and cousins.

And again, lots of food.

Morning, had Klang bak kut teh. LOL.

And later drove all the way up to Penang.

But quite nice to have meet this cool dude on that crazy bike.

Maybe one day I want to be like him!

Country road~

Even thou being an Ortho houseman has relatively better working time, I still think that their on-call is perhaps, the more taxing one.

You got lotsa ridiculous things, and you will be surprised by what people can do.

My friends always listen to me rant about the bad sides of being a doc. I think it is very normal. Because nobody will rant about the good things kan?

But good things are meant to be kept to ourselves. As I’m a person who likes to complain.

Patient comes in middle of the night with a fractured arm. Why? Because they were running around at the taman permainan. When? At 2am midnight. For what? God knows why.

Patient comes in middle of the night complaining about leg pain. Why? Because they have bad controlled diabetes, giving them bad diabetic foot, and with lotsa slough and discharge. For how long? Pain for almost 2 weeks already. Why not get yourself admitted in the morning or afternoon or even the evening? Blink blink. Why must you come to hospital in the middle of the night? God knows why.

Patient comes in with a fractured finger. Why? Mat rempit.

Patient comes in with a fractured femur. Why? Mat rempit.

Patient comes in with a fractures humerus. Why? Mat rempit.

Why am I getting busy? Mat rempit.

It was so bad, that everybody who comes in at night with the age of younger than your middle age looking man, if they have a helmet with them, they are mat rempit.

This is what Malaysians like to do. Generalized thinking.

Whoever can ride a bike is a mat rempit.

At the same time, you will found out that actually a lot of people suffer the same back pain like you do.

A patient said to me yesterday

‘Aiyo, doctor, pukul 3.30 pagi you pun kena kerja ka? Kesian kau’

What can I say?

*smile*

First day of Chinese New Year it is. Drove up to Seremban to meet all my handsome and beautiful cousins and nieces.

That day was also the Valentine’s day.

That day was also my aunt’s birthday.

My aunt’s house filled with kids, and entertainments, and all sorts of entertainments. And we the younger ones had lotsa things to play with, while the older one busy catching up with lotsa gossips and adult stuffs.

Like I told you, same generation playing tekken.

And fifa.

And the younger generations got disturbed by the older ones.

A game that brings lotsa shouting. They punish by drawing whiskers on the face for making that tower fall down.

And it was about food, lotsa food, non stop eating.

Lou Sang.

And to celebrate our aunt’s birthday.

This I call - bridging the gap. Haha.

And of course this.

And when night falls, it is time for the forbidden activity.

My lenglui nieces.

And of course, all the fun could not be recorded by pictures. And all those funny gossips that come non stop from aunties, sigh… Haha.

Gong Hei Fatt Choi!

Ah Bing is going home. In a very balik kampung mood. But at the same time, wishing that he could stay one more night in Melaka for some undisclosed reason.

This coming Chinese New Year would be good or not? I guess it all depends on Ah Bing’s mind. Hopefully everything is happy and merry, just like how Chinese New Year should be.

At the same time, drive carefully if you are driving back or to any place in this world. And always obey the speed limit.

Last but not the last lah,

may the force be with you.