The Natural Conspiracy~ Traffic...

Do you ever notice that whenever you're late, everything around you seem to conspire to make you even later than you already are???


There is always something in your way that prevents you from arriving at the intended destination just in time.. That happened to me YESTERDAY~


I was late for something and was speeding at 100 km/h on the right lane of the road.. Here, the average speed is usually between 60-70 km so for someone driving in that speed, she's probably considered as a reckless moron. But I really have to speed up due to a solid acceptable reason.

Remember this guy??? hehe

As I was focusing on my driving, suddenly I saw a white kancil upfront travelling at about 60 km so I slowly press the brake and tail the kancil. I really wanted to overtake the kancil but there was a red saga just next to it and they seem to be cruising gleefully at the same speed leaving me no room to overtake... Luckily the kancil took a different exit at a roundabout~



Then, there I was determined to make it in time. I start focusing on the road again with my right leg steadily pressing against the pedal. Suddenly upfront a slow moving motorcycle was about to overtake a car (seriously SLOW, like 40 km/h or maybe even 20 km/h). If I hit the brake a second late, I would've knocked the motorist. I hit the brake with all my might (exaggerating~) and manage to slow down and not hit the motor but I had to bear the distasteful inertia. I hear a loud thud from the back seat. Great now my books fell off~ I did steal a glance at the motorist when I finally overtook it to turn to the right. I saw a young confident face. Confident as if he was riding a stallion~



I turn to the right and evaded the motorist. I started to speed again at the right lane. And then come another white kancil who was moving quite slowly in front of me. I have no choice but to overtake it using the left lane and as I did, the driver seem to press on the pedal harder and they we were on a pointless race~ It was really annoying...


Well.. I manage to arrive just in time. Alhamdulillah~ It's just so weird how things could get in your way when you're in need of the whole universe to be on your side~



Moral of the story... If some one is speeding up, he or she might not just be a reckless moron. He or she might be in some kind of emergency or urgency...


Another moral of the story... Depart early to arrive early.. Ouch! that hurts~ hehe

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Puppy Love: Part I ~ Always the SWEETEST (^^)

An array of distant memories came rushing into my mind as I gaze at the ornament resting on my palm. It was a silver necklace with a diamond pendant; the last vestige of a long forgotten relationship. I curled up a smile for the memories that sets in was nonetheless are pleasant ones..


When I was thirteen...


Trying to fit in was a struggle when you are shifting from another school full of secularism into a school that puts emphasize in Islamic practice. Entering the school compound without a veil during day one was enough to make false stories trailing my every action for months.. One of the most notable occasion would be when I was summoned by a naqib to answer about the gossip of me with another guy in my batch.


It was another normal recess, except that I was heading towards the form 4 block instead of the canteen to the meeting I know I would dread forever. In my pace, I tried to heave every ounce of courage from deep within. I was determined to tell the naqib the truth, that everything was untrue and that it was another malicious rumour... I have no idea who he is, how he look like.

I don't care if he is fiery in his looks and harsh in speech, I'll tell the truth with dignity!


When I arrived, there the naqib was leaning against the railing. I could feel a surge of fear starting to cover my body. When he turned around facing me, he was nothing that I've imagined. He was tall, rather dark in complexion and I would definitely categorize him as good looking. His neatly combed hair, nicely ironed uniform and his shiny Walker boots was enough to give the impression that he's a dandy or maybe a strickler for neatness. I greeted him and asked what was it that he want to talk to me about.


Suddenly his glare soften and with a smile he said, "It's okay. You can go for recess.." I was dumbfounded and was left puzzled all day long.


When I was thirteen during a hockey clinic

The atmosphere of the gravel walkway was filled with chattery and laughters; all of us were pretty excited to get our hands on the hockey stick with the hope that there is a hidden talent buried in us waiting to be excavated. The seniors were already on the field when we arrived there. Suddenly I saw a face that made me want to run away and leave the clinic at once. There T was, the naqib who called for me a few days ago. He asked us to form a line and he started to give us a simple briefing about the game.. OOO~ so he's the school captain~

We were then divided into small groups and each of us were given a hockey stick made of fiber glass. All the seniors were assigned to teach a group except for T; he just wander about, randomly observing the groups. I was waiting for my turn to hit the ball when T approach my group. He said something to the senior and suddenly I heard my name being called. I reluctantly head towards T and I swear I saw him smirk.. And what is he up to now???


T: Remember me??
G: For sure~
T: Now try passing the ball to me..


So we did several passes. In all honesty, I was quite delighted to have the attention of the handsome captain but at the same time I feel so awkward with the unexpected cordiality after our first meeting.. At the end of the clinic, I realized that we were already far from the rest of the crowd. The sun had started its descent at that time and I could see its golden rays reflecting off the grass. When it was time for me to join the group T said, "Hey.. maybe we could be friends someday.." All I can give as a respond was a shrug... Weird guy~


When I was thirteen before the long vacation

My emotion was like a whirlpool; a blend of confusion, apprehension and undeniably a pinch of excitement. I was not sure whether I was being a paranoia or being delusional but I thought T was stalking me.. I noticed that he often roam in front of my class since the hockey clinic and I swear I sometimes saw him glancing towards my way at the corner of his eyes as he pass by. Once, I found a short note handwritten by him under my table saying,

I saw you without your hijab last Saturday..

-T-

I failed to grasp the message and also failed to predict his intention. It was a mere statement that left me asking myself "What is it that he's trying to say?? Can't he be frank??? Just write a bunch of tazkirah then I won't be confused"

Two days before vacation, I received a package from T; cylinder in shape and wrapped neatly with a flowery wrapper. All my 7 roommates gathered around me as I open the wrapper. Three of my roommates are from his batch and they were indeed excited, even more excited than I was. When what's inside was finally revealed, the titters and pratllings immediately turned into squaels, some even jumped onto their beds. It was a mineral bottle full with drowned LIZARDS! And this was when I first start to hate lizards very much. I returned the bottle to T in a nicely wrapped box.


A day before vacation, I received another package from T. This time it was square in shape, considerably thick and was wrapped in a pink wrapper. I expected the worse as I unwrap it and my prejudice was obliterated when I found it to be three books and a very cute,nicely woven facetowel. They were accompanied by a handwritten short note

Please don't be mad at me for yesterday's prank.. I just want us to be friends..
I hope you like these.. Enjoy the holiday ;)

-T-

Amused~ "One weird guy~"

To be continued....

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What it feels to work~

It's been two weeks and I've written nothing about my job as a PRP in Queen Elizabeth Hospital~ How shall I start this..??? Every single thing was actually a rush.. I came back from my "adventure" on the 27th June; my flight was bound to Labuan so I'd to rush to KK on the 30th June. This broke damsel in distress opted to go by ferry since she's really out of cash. I didn't report for duty on the1st July since the letter only arrived at my doorstep that evening. I was expecting the Poslaju van but was too carried away with the anime series that I've missed.

I eventually left the Postman honking for more than 15 minutes in front of the gate. I thought it was the truck selling gas on its routine rounds hehe



Everything was basically the same with my other friends; plenty of forms to be filled, rushing to and fro about the hospital vicinity to settle adminstration stuffs. One unique thing about Queen Elizabeth Hospital there is orientation for new staffs and we've to collect the signatures from all the big bosses. That sound teddious to me at first. I was like, "This is so like school!" but then I end up liking meeting all those big bosses. They are so humble, approachable and have this quality that you don't mind them talking for hours, they say things that you want to listen



One of the deputy director talked about how to live life. He said that we've to make the hospital as our 2nd family which we love so that we will be able to give our service in consistent earnesty and maintain happiness as well. He was the one who pointed at me and told me to flirt after I said marriage haven't crossed my mind. He went on by telling how difficult it would be if I still have very young children in my 40's or 50's.. I say, he succeeded in making me freak out a little bit. I've never thought about that when I decide to delay settling down~ I mean not too late, just not in these 2 years..

I'm currently stationed in a satelite pharmacy (SF). For those who are not familiar with this, SF is actually the section that supply medications to the wards. We'll receive trolleys and medication charts, screen the charts for any ambiguity and if everything is okay, we'll fill all the prescriptions. Here, clinical pharmacy is very much emphasized. They have pharmacist in every ward and there are already too many occurences where I witness the doctors asking for the pharmacists' opinions and recommendations in these 2 weeks. I've never came across this during my study years, only heard of it. About doctors being ego and feeling superior to the pharmacist, that just seem not to be the case here. I saw them working in harmony~ Respecting each other's role.

About my task, first I was asked to do filling to make me familiarize with all the medications that we have. Then came the counselling assessment in which I think I did pretty badly. I rushed in and out of wards everyday. Sometimes up to 10 times not including bedside dispensing. This happen when there's dubiety in the prescription so there I go checking the patient's bedticket. When I got back, I'll be poured with questions (it felt more like bombshells) and there I go rechecking the bed ticket again and again for the things I've overlooked. Sometimes, if I'm asked about a particular drug, trust me it would include questions like mode of action, minimum and maximum dose, onset and duration of action, storage and stability etc. The answers are of course not in my head and there I go flicking the books for answer or browsing through the electronic micromedex~

Unfortunately for me, the cases were always those that I'm not familiar with. They were never CVS, respiratory or DM cases. They are like Myasthenia gravis, typhoid fever, rheumatic heart disease and many more. I guess there were groups that did these cases back in UIA, it was just me who didn't pay attention~


So far, I still think I'm in the right career. There is just a lot of coping up to do in the beginning. Though I'm put into a lot of test of knowledge, I guess I can handle it. This is how life is as a healthcare provider, continuous learning. I would like to end this with something that a friend once told me~


"Living is always about giving out service.. We are given our role so we better do it right because if we don't, who else will?? Remember, you might know what someone else don't and someone else may know what you don't. Keep on learning and keep on giving out the best service you could.. And never expect something tangible in return when it comes to giving service~ You'll be dissapointed if you think like that~"

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