from our bedroom windows

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 00:21:00 +0000

Happy New Year!!

So the blog is now 5 year old. Still we havent amassed any fortune from our nuffnang ad..haha . Mebbe because we did it wrongly ,Idk. tried to put the banner but they didntt want to come up. So yeah in 2012, the blog is gonna be revamped.

Congratulation to my best mate Irna for getting engaged yesterday.. you are so so pwetty.

Congratulation to my cousin for organizing the best cousins outing to date also yesterday

And of coz Happy birthday to my darling bakku-san . Just like your facebook post, I think you are very lucky too..You have everything. God bless all the sharoe girls =)

Love,

Nad Nad

p/s: As for myself, I am just carrying forward my hope and to-do-list from 2011 since it has not materialized yet.

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sat, 10 Dec 2011 02:07:00 +0000

Update from the land near the border..

Well a good soul asked me to publish my experience as a KK doctor here. So that it will not be drown by the many status updates I usually posted. (perli baek punya) . And i think its a good idea. So here goes..

6/12/2011

Theres a 17 yr old boy. Rugged, with typical bad boy look came into the clinic

Me: oo amek spm eh. Da habis blom?
Adik: blom. Ada satu paper last
Me: paper ape?
Adik: paper ERT ( ekonomi rumah tangga

I lol-ed nearly rolling

Adik : nape akak doktor gelak?
Me : muka ganas tp dalam hati ada taman
Adik : hahah, saya spesies haris ombak rindu kak.

Kitapon tergelak lg..

Dont judge a book by its cover

9/12/2011

Di jalan pilah

Doktor berkacamata: uihhh tinggi ni reflo makcik 19.8
Makcik : berapa Keflo makcik nak?
Doktor berkacamata: 19.8 !! Makcik ada pening2 tak?
Makcik : takde po
Doktor berkacamata: makcik x jaga makan eh sebab tu reflo makcik tinggi
Makcik : kalau makcik cek spita kerajaan Keflo makcik ok,nak. Makcik makan sekali je sehari.

When i went for my one hour break. I saw her and son happily eating durian..she smiled n invited me to eat durian.

And fyi,i succumbed to temptation ..haha thanks makcik n son for the durian treat

And today , my parents will come home , the other half of evil mind will also come home. Things are looking good.

Tokidoki,

Goodbye

p/s: See you later

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 14 Aug 2011 02:39:00 +0000

14th ramadhan

My my how time flies.I was so into myself that I didnt realized even time had flied leaving me behind. I havent even buy myself a decent scarf for my baju kurungs. I am not going to buy any new ones but i will wear all my four favourite,after all they are all new. I bought them few months back with my ASB money (muahahaha). So i have a pink one (which I've worn to countless occasion, I bet I wouldnt be wearing it that much this hari raya. Then one grey one, but someone hit a nerve by telling me grey is so grandma-ish ( Altho, IMHO, that shade of grey is niceee..) . I am going to find a colorful shawl to match,so there pastel colored shawl with grey shade baju..I will ask my darling sister who is my stylist to go buy for me. ( Achtung : No Upah ) And then I've a darling blue one and lastly a chocolate one (which I bought because its on SALE and its only RM50. Usually all these boutique baju kurung if its not 199 it will 399. Getting one at RM50 and fits ,thats a real bonus.

This kind of shawl. Buy for me pris so I can save money)

This kind of baju kurungs are my fav,rite now

I hope I wont be going to wisma pkns shah alam anytime soon, or all my hard earned money will go into someone else's pocket. But there's a coach wristlet which I had been eye-ing for quite sometime. I definitely need new one(And sadapyuh,even if its last season. I don care) but buying a wristlet would be an insult to my Fossil purse. Whatever. See lah how. I need to reward myself.

cantik kan ?

As for today, I plan to go to Kajang to berbuka but the plan hasnt been finalized yet. Haha, I love this kind of random event. I hope I get to eat at Satay Kajang Haji Samuri. Hueeee..

And as for tomorrow,I wanna go work. Back Early. Work Somemore. Than off to supper (i wish). Anyone care to go to supper with me? Raise your hand up

I'd like to end my post with a quote I read while traversing to world wide web.

I hate the way you pushed me to my limits with the things you do
And then you just know the right time to say something sweet
And I forget every little reason I was mad

Love,
Nad Nad
Pedas

p/s: i wanna go to a buffet break fast. Huhu. You,please make it real for me. TQ

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 15:41:00 +0000

Tweenies blog.

Haha,once I told u guys right. I love reading tweenies' blogs. They are ever so expressive and also they felt deeply. I can feel thousands of emotion while reading their blogs. It reminds me of being young (teen age, not this yuppie age k..but am still young bwahaha)

Let me put an excerpt of how delightful their day to day stories were. I dont think even Tolstoy can come close to this.

mase aku bangun kol 11 tadi . kan aku adea termenung kan terfikir pasal hafiz taw . aku call dia . langsong tak agkat . bape kali aku call dia wee . memang tak agkat . pastuu , adea aa sekali dia agkat itu pon suara dia mcm tido . pastuu , aku cakap aku nak txting ngan dia . dia kate "yee" . aku pon txt aa dia . dia tak reply . lame gak aku tggu taw . aku geram aku call lah dia . perghh ! tak agkat langsong douhh . sakit nyee hati aku . banyak kali aku call douhh . sampai buka puasa tadi pon aku call dia gak . pon tak agkat . panas douhh aku ngan dia .
malam tuu , aku call dia lagi . ttbe dia agkat . aku marah-2 dia . pastuu aku adea terlepas cakap "baik , kita putus jelah biy . menyakitkan hati jee" . pastuu aku teros letak . dia txt aku cakap minta maaf bagai . hati aku tengah panas douhh , aku buat tak layan jee . ttbe Shahira Adilla adea foward txt hafiz kat aku . sebenarnye hafiz sakit . tadi kat sch dia pitam , mama dia amek dia kat sch teros bawa gy klinik . lepas tuu , dia tido sebab dia tak larat sesangat . haih , aku minta maaf kat dia sebab aku telalu fikir pasal diri aku jee .

See,I can feel the anger,the sadness,and lastly the remorse from her. I wish her well. And I do hope like her, I will not think about myself when this kind of situation occurs but then again ..

Love,

Nad Nad

p/s: to the author, love well and live well. But years from now,you may not be together with him anymore. But the memories remain.

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Wed, 03 Aug 2011 05:30:00 +0000

Diari Ramadhan Haziq

Menggunakan nama Haziq sebenarnya nak cerita pengalaman sendiri.. Tadi masa dekat klinik paeds ada sorang budak datang TCA, berpuasa katanya.. tp kelaka , tak saba-saba nak habis klinik sbb nak makan Syrup Carbamazepine dia dose tengahari..siap cakap,kurang sikit dahaga saya doktor.. Haha. Apa-apa la dik.. Doktor tak kisah. Janji adik makan ubat and tak sawan and masuk ward doktor malam kang. hehehehe.

Tiba-tiba teringat diri sendiri masa berusia sebaya dengan budak tadi. 8 tahun tp darjah 3. Dah khatam quran dah. Pada satu hari tu,tersangat la terik panasnya. And Islamic Primary School Sungai Ujong tu kelas dari kul 8-4.30 petang. Maka biasanya akan kelihatan budak-budak tahap dua yang melepet-lepet samada kat meja mahupon dekat lorong gajah menyusur tu. So saya ni kiranya set budak-budak "baik" tapi dalaman nakal la kan. Macam saya cakap , hari tu sangatttt la panasnya. Masa time rehat tension je tengok budak-budak darjah satu gi kantin ,makan burger la. Ayam KFC la. Yerla time ramadhan ramai la orang nak brsedekah kan. Tapi macam tak aci. Tengok diorang hirup air ,walawei, rasa gugur jantung saya ni.

Maka saya pon carik bestfriend saya time tu nama dia Rob (Nama penoh dia Rabiatul Al Adawiyah) .

Saya : Rob, kita da tak tahan la. Tekak kita kering. Awak tahan lagi ke?
Rob : Kita ok je la Nad. Sikit je lagi nak bebuka ni (Jam menunjukkan pukul 11 pagi)
Saya : Ala Rob. (Buat muka seposen)
Rob : Ok ok, kita teman awak gi kantin

Saya riang je..laju sangat saya gi kantin.

Masa kat kantin,kene usyar2 line la..sbb kitorang kan da darjah tiga da besar kene beri contoh kat budak darjah satu ngan darjah dua. Bila makcik kantin takde jer.. terus amek cawan dan tuang air dalam cawan. Sambil ada bunyi "Aaaahhh.." tanda lega.. Haha

Rob : Ok dah dah. Cepat awak ada 10 saat jer nak bersalawat
Saya : Nak buat apa selawat ?
Rob : Yer lah,kena la sambung puasa balek..

Maka saya pon berselawat dan sambung berpuasa sehinggala maghreb.

Boleh dikatakan seminggu sekali kitorang berbuka dan sambung puasa dengan selawat.. hahaha.. And then,utk menghapus dosa kitorang baca Al-quran lebih sehelai dari orang lain.

Bila time dah 26 ramadhan sekola da nak cuti, Ustazah Sharipah biasanya akan kasi duit kat budak2 puasa penuh. Kitorang pon akan beratur sekali sebab yer lah kitorang kan puasa PENUH...

Yang benar,

Doktor Nad

p/s: budak-budak bawah umur jangan tiru ye perangai saya.

p/s: takde mood plak nak tulis dalam bahasa inggeris mahupon melayu baku. Halal je lah ye. Enjoice

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Fri, 15 Jul 2011 16:26:00 +0000

Brilliant..

Sad

Sad~

Finally, closure. World without harry potter franchise is never the same.

Dear JK,kindly write a few more books!

Love,

Nad Nad

1st posting

noreply@blogger.com (baez-kun) — Sun, 10 Jul 2011 06:56:00 +0000

Hi guys. Im trying blogging via my ipad hehe hope this works

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 15:56:00 +0000

Serius..

Serius aku kecil hati..

Serius aku rasa tersisih..

Serius aku rasa sedih

Tapi aku tidak mampu berbuat apa-apa

Yg Menulis

"Aku"

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 03 Jul 2011 07:48:00 +0000

You can be the peanut butter to my Jelly.,

Hehe, I heard the ringtone (Perfect Two- Auburn) from a father of two's hp ,in my Paeds ward! Talk about being so updated regarding current song! When I checked the BHT the wifey is around 26 y.o so must be the husband! Well dear father of two, you've got good taste! Haha. I like people who has the same kind of interest like me . Who like the same kind of song, the same kind of men and read the same kind of stuffs. Feels like befriending the couple. LoL. But malas lah,their kid is warded under surgical team.

Anyhow, Just a short update from me. I am officially tagging today. So far three new cases. But my mind is swirling with gazillion of things. I cannot focus on my work. Chewah

1- I will be in Australia in 1 week ++ time!

2-I dont have the proper attire. I was told ,its going to be winter there. ( but baahahhh! only +2 degree celcius. I ve been used to -20 degree back in Ukraine. So I guess +2 is so chicken dose

3-I need new shoes. I want hush puppies , I want scholl. I cannot make up my mind and dont ask me to buy two pairs ,I simply dont have the budget

4- My phone's battery is draining like a polyuric Diabetes Insipidus pt's pee.

5- My guess purse is dirty. And i couldnt remove the stain. I m mad mad mad! Hurgh

6- I love pink too much , am thinking of repainting my car pink with the opposition from almost everyone. Shucks!

7- I miss my housemates, German best friend (hello,kau sombonk) , my childhood friend as well, I miss my uni classmates ! My blogging mates. Seriously,I dreamed of you guys in succession! HoHo

8- I have so many things to say but I dont have the courage

9- I am afraid to become an MO. I am stress with the burden of responsibility.

10-I want to be free of debt

11- I wanna have a kid,boy preferably with blue eyes!

12-I want to shed few pounds.

13-I want to have a new handbag

14-I am tired of being tired . I want to be able to laze around being financially free.

15- And can you believe it or not, yours truly is actually palpitating. She's afraid to ridin'Solo (on the airplane! I've never ever fly alone before. And what if they need a doctor for help on the airplane..Bahahah but serious shyt..my legs are all shaky..

Hmmm,there's one big garfield teddy in this room who is keeping me company and he is saying goodbye!

I want more teddiesssssssssssssssss

See you later gentle readers.

Love, a a aishiteru =),Currently menjalani hidup tanpa ghairah,

Nad Nad

4.06 pm

Bilik Permainan

Paeds Dept

p/s: Lupakan segala obsesi dan ambisimu ,pris

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Tue, 28 Jun 2011 23:07:00 +0000

Scumbags

scum·bag/ˈskəmˌbag/

Noun: A contemptible or objectionable person.

Or literally bags that collect dirt ,just like your laundry bag full of lints( My own intepretation when i say scumbag that image just popped out. And mind you that was 2 years ago now after nearly two years in the workforce, scumbags is a collage of faces of the people I labelled as scumbags.HUH)

I am currently tagging in paeds (children) ward. The environment is nice. The little people are amazing. Imagine those tiny beings so brave in facing their illness. Unlike us adult , we could give precise complaint (not all adult,some adult came to hospital with their brain addled due to mechanical impact or maybe just plain addled,i dont really give a Waterloo dam .Haha) .But all of their symptoms were told to physicians from the point of view of their parents. And some of these kids live with a caretaker hence the parents history sometime is vague. Vague to the point of I want to lift up my hands in the air. But beside that, everything is a challenge. A challenge to make proper diagnosis and such.

Hmm,We will see how I am going to fare in this department. I think I will update regularly since theres almost no time constraint. And out of 13 working days next month I will be on call (on the job nearly 36 hours) at least 6 times. But I dont really mind coz yours truly are going to the Gold Coast..Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaa!

Salam Sayang, Salam 1 Htan, Salam 1 Msia (kahkahkah),

Nad Nad

722 am

p/s: I was awaken from sleep by my parents so early this morning. I am gonna sleep back post writing. tada

p/s2: Well everyone thank you for asking, but dont ask me where the other evil went.You guys had facebook right?He is here and there. But he is too lazy to write since he become a UD$$ wow I mean 44. He is busy gallivanting haha. He is busy on call-ing. Writing is no longer his forte. ecewah. But dont worry Super Nad can write for the both of us. Just that,you are going to get a lot of emo update here since I don want my facebook wall to be full of emo statuses. Coz that's lame. And anything you can email at nadrah@faeznadrah.com

p/s3: I really really love to make new friends. But I need to see your photo first. Not to judge your hawt-ness but just so I can tell myself well she/he seems like a nice person . And I am past that age when i want to collect fb friends. To begin with I never approve those I don really know in real life. except for the great 4 people I add to advance in my mafia wars game. hehe. Bye Bye .

p/s4 : I kinda miss my darling frens in ETD

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Tue, 14 Jun 2011 04:27:00 +0000

Here we go again..............

(For Abdullah)

My phone rang early this morning to the tune of neon tree’s Animal. And my iphone showed caller ID of Asclepius. I groaned. Grrrr, why is the HTAN operator calling me so early in the morning on my 5^th day of holidays. I am still on my holiday am i not?

“Halo Doktor, ni dot dot dari pejabat . Saya nak buat pendaftaran penuh doktor. Doktor cuti ke?”

“Iyew”

“Esok boleh ke saya jumpa doktor. Oh ye doktor ada ke ambil buku log from department dot dot and dot dot dari saya?”

“Ne ade.. (Srottttttttttt)” snorting

“Masa kecoh-kecoh nak isi borang cpd tu ada x?” She asked again

“tade” a tad irritated already

“Ni buku doktor da takde dalam kotak saya ni!!”

“Dah tu? Saya takde amek pon..”

“Erm,takperla esok jumpa saya pagi2..nnt kita selesaikan”

She hung up. Hellooooooooooooooo..the books were suppose to be in your care. If u misplaced them,beware of my wrath yeah!hell yeah!

But then wow, another 4 months into my housemanship after that I can practise whenever I want in Malaysia. Yeay. I can start earning money .Locum-ing lah. No sane doctors will say no for a steady side income. I want to do weekends weekdays blab la bla. Then I can splurge on Prada,Hermes,Coach and Gucci. Ah I know, its expensive to be me ala the late Anna Nicole Smith. Hehe

Jangan korang harap,urs truly will sport a mengkuang bag anytime soon ye

Enough crapping.

But her (Miss dot dot) call, brought me down the memory lane. Down down down. Down under.

whenever i see u smile...

I first joined HTAN on 20^th of October 2009. I still remember having butterflies in my stomach. Lost my way in the maze of new territory. I remember I went and saw Dr. Ruban in his room. My first department was the Wow-Yeah-Woohoo of a department, the medical department. Lucky those whose first posting were not medical . I hate the tagging period. During this time basically you were the lowest of lowest in the strata. In food chain ,you are the plants. Being eaten . All the time you will be scolded. By the HOD, the MOs, the senior HOs (aha,my senior never scolded me,for that i m thankful but i saw how others being patronized by these so called seniors), the nurses ,even the PPK will scold you.

The first two weeks of tagging, I went back practically post 12 mn. There was a day I went back at 3. Only to come back at 6. So tiring. I remember sleeping in the pantry. A dear staff nurse mix me coffee and give me candies. My senior Ho in the ward will bring blood trolley and help me took all the morning blood. We were told to take blood daily. Even for the IVDU pt. Imagine the danger and risks it pose to us. Till one day,I got to know that for high risk pt unless indicated ,the blood shall only be taken on Monday and Thursday . What the heck were we doing all this while? I was so lucky I have strong support system during my time in Medical. My wardmates are good people. No snitch among us. No ass-kissing, shoe licking individual in my ward. I have a very good MO,who taught me procedures. Who always backed me up. To him,i will be forever thankful. Well,as for the other MO, may God the almighty teach you,your lesson.

i hate yew asskissers!

Life as a House Officer is not a bed of roses. You gotta be tough. Inside and outside. You must pursue this line of work because of your own dream. Your own ambition. If you are still in medical school and you were forced to read medicine my gentle readers you still have the time to back out. Seriously if you don’t have the passion ,being a doctor will not be as to what our parents ‘ and society once painted to us. The job itself is challenging but the people in the line is the real culprit. Being treated harshly in their early years, they expected the new batch of doctors to undergo the same kind of treatment. The same kind of mental tortures they once encountered and endured. The only thing that kept me going during my first posting was the thought that I was the one who wanted to be a doctor and no one else is responsible for my current state of Samsara. I brought this upon myself. I know I can be one its just that I need the training. People will scream at you, telling you are incompetent. You are lacking skills and knowledge. You are not brave enough. You are not confident enough. Basically you are not cut out to be a doctor. Imagine being told you are not good 24/7. How will that affect your mental state?

I am btw

I was always a happy person. I knew that for sure. My mom used to tell me I was plump because I was always laughing. But imagine during my 5^th posting my colleague told me she was afraid to be friend with me (in another department) because I always looked sad. Sigh. Do i look that bad during those days.

To momsies out there, If your son or daughter were being harshly treated. Guide them to perservere. Never ever let them to be a quitter. Gently lead them like how my parents did. They were always there , supporting me. I knew if anyone ever crossed the line, they will take the proper action. But this training as they once told me will toughen me and prepare me for the hardship of being a doctor. A doctor needs this mental strength.

I totally understood why people opted to stopped being in medical line. Some of them are brilliant students during their student heydays. But were unable to cope with the job’s requirement. Who went to see shrinks. Just to help them cope. But this is my honest advice to the juniors and future HOs, if ever you were in a tight spot you feel like this is it. You want to quit. Just so you know,you will enjoy the work later. After you’ve learnt the way,learnt the short cut long cut and every tips there are,trust me. Everything will fall onto its place. You will one day ,thank God,you never quit.

I would like to thank my parents and sisters for the frequent visits and emotional supports. To my fellow HOs who stood by me during the tribulation. To the darling staff nurses who took my QID dengue blood for me. Who put in CVL when I had three to fix during on call time (you are the greatest),who took ABG blood for me when I forgot and kindly pasted the result on the BHT and then reminding me to review and fix venofix for me at night just to let me have uninterrupted one hour sleep. My dear PPKs who made sure I had food to eat. Bought me kueh and snacks. Even the Sinar Jernih cleaners who always returned my nokia phone if i accidentally left it in the toilet or in the pantry or wherever i left it . Because back then i was always in a hurry and usually forgot my phone. The darling ward 3 pharmacist, who will whisper to me all the needed dose during rounds with the HOD. Haha. I had a good team. I was truly blessed.

I am glad I did not quit. I hope you will not too J

Love,In the time of Leptospirosis

NadNad

1148am

BSS

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Mon, 13 Jun 2011 21:32:00 +0000

Du'a

Dua is the shield of a believer. If you keep knocking on the door of Divine Mercy, it will be opened to you.
-Imam Ali (as)

Countless of times my du'as were granted by Him,the omnipotent. Many. Uncounted for. But somehow this one du'a has not been granted , yet.I believe when the time is right , when I am ready , He, the merciful will answer my prayers. He, the Compassionate knows what is best for me. I must not lose hope.

Your humble servant

NadNad

542 am

Bandar Seremban Selatan

Puchong,KL,Damai

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Thu, 02 Jun 2011 05:39:00 +0000

Teens drama

Hahaha these past two days i have a new hobby trolling tweenies' blogspots. My, how time had changed.

When I was 14, i was busy being an entepreneur to support my collecting hobby ( the moffatts album,gil ofarim,harry potter books,christopher pike books,perfume -masa tu budak2 sebok beli perfume spray yg sbotol rm5 tuh,cd games,html
Cd,frenship pendant). I helped design website with minimal payment (tp pengetahuan aku pon minimal jua hahah). Me n my girls will look for
Mcd coupons in the newspaper haha being happy when we saved rm2.99. Oh yeah not to forget making prank calls. Ahaha..at the same time
I was busy writing to the star analyzing harry potter books. Haha.

Kids nowadays talked about game,ftf,wtf..i was shocked with their language. For a girl to utter "lanc*u" during my time was unheard of but today its like the in vocab

Anyhow i was 14 back in 1999......
Haih,i feel old

Ok goodbye,
All the best kiddos,if u dont buck up now and study you might end up behind the counter of ur taman's kfc!

Love,
Going to work is such a hassle,

Nad nad

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 29 May 2011 12:56:00 +0000

Through A Looking Glass , Birthday post

Years pass us by , year in year out. Without even blinking an eye, here you are on your favourite day of the year, your own birthday. It was just like yesterday, 30th of May 2010 , me pondering on posting a post, but could never summed up the courage to write anymore. I couldnt even remember what I wrote these past years. And I dont know whether you might read what I write or not heh heh.

But I feel happy whenever I have the urge to write on this blog. So here I am writing. Dedicating my writing to you as always.

I wish for you to be happy today, tomorrow, the day after and forever. And I would like you to know that I love your gentle soul and your perspective toward this sometime cruel world. You are God's greatest gift to me . For that, I pray to Allah to bestow upon you all the happiness in the world.

Happy Birthday Baez,

God Bless

Northern Star,

Nad Nad

@2151H, Taman Nesa Jaya

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Tue, 29 Mar 2011 02:15:00 +0000

To refer or not to refer

Working in casualty taught me a lot of wonderful things. Been here for 1 month and 2 weeks and still loving every minute of it.This is pretty exceptional for me. As I tend to hate the department in my 2nd week either its the workload or the people. Usually the latter

The road to our lil abode is always open. Welcome

From my previous life as a houseman in various other department than ED, I always held the thoughts that ED always admit unnecessary pt to the always overfilled wards. Those ED guys primary diagnoses were funny (but mind you,sometimes there were a few rare gem which tickles me everytime I chance to remember about them). Their managements were not sound. They whacked IV Morphine to everyone and sundry. But now, being part of the ever busy,calamity prone, disasterphilia Emergency and Trauma Department , it was like a revelation. People who think in retrospective cannot see the actual situation or drama that warrant the managements we did in ED.

Be it trauma,chest pain, vague donno-whats-on-earth-is-wrong-with me or MC seeking patients,all are welcome

I've received few calls from my juniors regarding why I didnt do this and that. Why I diagnosed the patient this and that. Why I didnt call this or that. Why do I activate this and that.And this is my usual replies " HELLOoooo (with the emphasis of O sound which I knew is irritating hence the tone), that wouldnt change my management here. This is emergency and trauma, I admit the patient you manage! Unless you want to ask me how I came to the dx bugger off" and tut tut tut.. usually I will slamp the phone down the way Rikishi did to his opponent ,butt to face . And do you know that when patients came,how do they look like? Usually limping,like there will be no tomorrow for them, incoherrent. So the patients u received at ward were alert,comfortable,pink,fair hydration,speak in full sentences. Let me tell you, you have us to thank for. Now that she/he is out of danger its your job to sort out what's wrong with them. Thank you. Stop yakking. Diagnose and treat. And if you happen to be a senior or whatever just because you have worked in the department for gazillion of years,the same year Comet Haley last appeared or since the day Malaysia gained its independence that doesnt mean it gave you the luxury to ridicule left and right. Just give your two cents and guide your juniors. I dont think you are infallible yourself. There must be times when you yourself had made mistakes in the past. Or worst still even after attaining senior citizen card you still make mistakes and then have the gut to laugh at others. I pity you. You will live and die alone. I hope all the young doctors today will never let ourselves be like the old timers. Always emo with crappiness (pardon if no such word exists) stamped on their head.

Ancient wrong docs,I hate

And for those who think they are so great (without ever doing housemanship in ETD) please come and work here so I can see how great you are in managing emergency situation. You maybe great or worshipped in your small department but in general setting you are a nobody. So please lets work for the patient's welfare . Ego will bring you nowhere.

Please dont feed your ego

Peace,I dont like darkness so no earth hour for me last week.

(But I salute to those who participated)

Life-long-learner-turned-sad-doc,

NadNad

Blogging via blackberry

noreply@blogger.com (baez-kun) — Mon, 17 Jan 2011 14:55:00 +0000

Hello guys
A very happy new year to thee
Its like my first post after a 2year hiatus hehe life can become that hectic it seems
Ill post more later if this little experiment succeeds

This is attempt number one
Faez and BBB3
Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless device via Vodafone-Celcom Mobile.

Iphone test

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 12:46:00 +0000

Testing

I am testing blogging via myphone

Nadnad via iphone

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 17:26:00 +0000

happy new year

a short post!

happy new year darling

love all of u

muax.

the screen is to small for me to rumble!

nad nad!

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Thu, 02 Dec 2010 14:18:00 +0000

The smell of earth after rain is H.E.A.V.E.N

I am blessed, my current room has a small window next to this table where i can view the street. I just miss having my own windows. A year in the government quarters, I was deprived from this erm to some small detail,but to me having a window of my own is a luxury. As I was saying I dont have a window of my own, although there was a 3 panel somehow I dont feel like it is mine because it wasnt situated at my side of the room.

I just couldnt believe , I managed to sail through my first year as an HO in Kuala Pilah. Last month marked my first anniversary here. I can still vividly remember being scolded in front of a cubicle jampacked with patients because I could only fix pink branula (small size IV line) by my specialist. At that time, I felt so embarrased ,my eyes smarting up ..but an encouraging ward mate kept pacing behind the specialist showing me funny signs,making faces.. I am so eternally grateful to him. If it wasnt for him, maybe there will be a repeat of the biblical flood there and then. And the kind unstable angina uncle,who patted me and say " Takpe nak. Dia memang macam tu. Sebelom kau ada ramai lagi doktor pelatih yang kena. " Thank you uncle for the reversal role. My dear MO,who always backed me up and hid my mistakes. Scolding me in his own way while protecting my interest. Learning so many procedures from him. He wasnt well liked in the department but to me he has a golden heart. My first time oncall in female ward ( I was posted in male wards at that time) ,he kept me company.Gently guiding me.My clerking was bad,dearest Baez made simplified note which I carried in my pocket till the 2nd month's over. As the months went by, I got less scolding. I started gaining confidence.Making lifelong friends along the way. I became friends with someone who I thought I could never be friend with.I passed the viva. Good Lord, I can never express how joyful the day was.

My second posting was a bliss. I love the posting. I love my superiors. I love the atmosphere. I had ample time to study. I love the work. Pity those who went to the department after our time, I heard the boss is stricter nowadays. During my time,I simply love talking to him.Learning his trade. He loves to ask questions. quizzes. CMEs . Drug talks.

My third posting was different. So many specialists. So many female MOs. Lol. Whenever a department is full with female, precaution is needed. We girls have so many thing to balance. I love the work though.The posting is very rewarding in the sense that everytime before you sleep you feel satisfied remembering the smiling mommies and the cute babies. The working hours were longer,you were confined with small group of people and you start hating petty things about them which usually you dont notice. I felt like l'enfant terrible myself during those days. Tired minds do not make good doctors mind you! Everyday I pray to Allah so that I will not make any major mistake that will compromise my patient and jeopardize my remaining days in the posting. Everyday I have to tell myself today is a great day an even better day than yesterday. Despite all that, most of the time I feel happy being part of a big family. Owh god,this is worst than my first posting I thought . But Alhamdulillah, God's great. I left the department gaining so much.

Currently I am in a new department, still trying to adapt. From three rounds per day to one full round per day. Longer operation hours! Omg,mind you,the OT can last up to ten hours.However I am so glad with what I am today.

Looking back,I have my first posting garang specialist to thank for. He made me want to learn more. I understand now,so many moons after, that his harsh words were in a way gentle. I learnt that sometime you have to be cruel to be kind. The other specialist in my first posting is really an angel ,he too taught me a lot. If ever both of them read this, I just want you to know that I am forever grateful.

Love,

Nad Nad

p/s: Wishing baez the very best in Jempol =)

Menunggu..

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 09:57:00 +0000

Benda yang paling dibenci adalah menunggu..

Benci nak tunggu orang

Benci nak tunggu macam-macam lah

Yang Benar,

Nad Nad

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 10 Oct 2010 02:19:00 +0000

Liking Things

Been "lazying" around these days..chilling out taking pm off,weekends off,day off..for the sake of not being there..heh heh heh. I like the work, I like the patients there but I dont like the atmosphere where one must practise constant vigilance. Like you cannot look out for other people,you have only you to take care. Even with the company of the bestest people on earth, you cannot help but feel lifeless , humorless and the most important thing you always feel lonely there.

Not to mention, if you have one psychotic ward mate stressing you out day in and day out ,you get tired a lot faster. You will feel lazy to come to work early, you find excuses to be the first one to leave the ward. You half heartedly listen to whatever the-psychotic-ward-mate's stories of how the-psychotic-ward-mate being a victim of you. YOU. Ha Ha. When you yourself have other things on your mind ,being accused as the person who made the-psychotic-ward-mate's life a hell is way over the top. Sometimes you will feel like slapping the-psychotic-ward-mate's face so that the-psychotic-ward-mate can return to earth from Mars.

And then,the-psychotic-ward-mate left the ward. Peace restored.

Thank you ;)

Nad Nad

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Mon, 03 May 2010 05:03:00 +0000

Ready to bite

Well,i know i am suppose to upload my bali pics and all..but i am very lazy to do so! Bear with me because i have so many things on my mind. To buy this,that,that and that. Hahaha, Sophie Kinsella can write about me sans the credit cards tho.

a hamster with a mean look

This week will be a hectic week for me. It has been months since I last did back-to-back EOD (every other day) on calls. Does the term exists? Well iono..I am preparing myself mentally and physically. Although according to some bitter personas, oncalls in surgery are not that hard compared to other dept,but what if I was a known Jonah? Haha..nauzubillah.

So you darlings and dears,if yours truly were unable to keep her emotion in check, kindly forgive her. Pls do not send notice of demand to me, in case my behavior is unruly. Deep down I din mean it (or if u'r mean,i mean it!) LOL

And here are some nice pics from Tg Karang,Selangor. The paddy fields are pretty but the hot sun is not.

Ah,sorry I m using internet tethering from my hp hence not all the picture get uploaded but these are my mom n my lil bro enjoying the scenery

Love,

Nad Nad the Magician

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sun, 18 Apr 2010 01:51:00 +0000

Life is but a dream

Half a year since I last wrote an entry here. My english has become rusty,even my sister who is currently in India has surpassed my level of english (*eye rolls*she pukes*giving her cynical remarks*and i lol). I am suppose to live the life I have been dreaming of.Helping people.Loving people.Solemnly practising my Modified Hippocratic Oath,but here I am disbelieving everything.

The first four months had turned me bitter with few rainbows and silver lining splashed in between. I read a colleague's blog and how my eyes smarted with tears. He, despite the hardship of his current posting, managed to still be a doctor and God-servant first . If he were of the same gender, I might have run over to him and give him a bear hugs! (In that situation of course his wife cant say anything..hehe)

Now I am in my second posting, still learning the ropes. Still learning how to interact with people. Still learning how to placate every single human being in this world. Still think of myself less than the next person. The inadequacy remains (knowledge-wise,work-wise bla bla bla). Working is so much different from studying. In Uni,High School,Primary ,you met your soulmates,friends for life,but while working u couldnt stop but think, are these people really my friends..hah im blabbering..but my two cents thought will not be posted here.

And I managed to escape from the harsh reality to God's garden on earth,the island of Bali. During water rafting,taking in the scenery,breathing fresh air,while making a 5-metre jump with another 4 people,I was enlightened

Yes,life is nothing but a dream

In His path,I will serve,

Nad Nad

p/s: typing nad nad just gave me a chill up to my atlanto axial joint..miss the olden days.

p/s2: Wait for my bali post. I want to write a full account of my journey traipsing in Bali with my ex uni mate

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 03:27:00 +0000

Raya post and la la la kerjalah

Just now, I read my old blog entries and I was mesmerized at how honest I once was when describing my feelings. The me today will never ever write like how I wrote overthere . Today I am more of a conceited blogger than the 4 years past down to earth me. Muahahaha. Talk about growing up and having some sense and sensibility sans sensuality. (HAHA) But of coz some of the entries were full of coded metaphors, I myself am having difficulties to decipher it. But thanks to the hundred overs comments from good samaritans I managed to. And a simple shout outs to blog readers,u leaving us comments here are very much appreciated and welcomed and maybe we can get 0.01 cent from nuffnang then(kidding)

Omg, I have beraya-ed enough I guess. Mom and Dad make sure I raya myself well before going to work. And yours truly after delaying her induction date was so so tired with raya stuffs and is energize to get her lazy bum to work. And according to the other evil, this will be the time to lose weight..hahahahaa.. I went to countless open houses, co-erced,forced,willingly.. And today I am heading out to another open house. But this one is family so I really dont mind, can meet up with cuzzies,aunts and uncles alike..

Cuzzy bajet howt nieh

And my induction date is set to be on the 13th Oct,2009 . I tried making puppy eye winking to my dad ,but of coz I will be lashed with whip if I ever mention the word postpone again. hahaha.

He bought me a car,a Peugeot 206 (ye la ye la, Naza Bestari la) .Thank yous. Altho at first,he was adamant about getting me a second hand car because of my reckless driving. But with the persuasion skill of my mom and my logical thinking ,we get to coax my father . And voila,end of this month , this little missy will be the proud owner of Tensai 1.6 (Ooo..I've christened the car with a name already). Haihh,i will be a government servant soon. So u anti government people,clear off.. (hiks)

Tensai looks like this..wee wit

Another issue that bugs me is, the Bendera group from Indonesia. They are suppose to invade Sabah and Sarawak today. And I am kinda worried for the safety of my many friends overthere. The ever comel Kakmin, Farah (Fara where are u?) and banyak lagi lah.. The reasons why they wanted to declare war with us are very very stupid. Batik, Ambalat, Maid being tortured (tp klu maid tu pemalas ya rabbi dan mulut ala2 hantu raya, i sendiri pon rasa nak rembat)

Oklah my dad is shouting at the top of his lungs asking us to get ready or was it mommy? Sometime in this solitary room, I got confused. I must go out and work soon! I must

Love, triangle-d..

Nad Nad

noreply@blogger.com (puteri nad) — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:53:00 +0000

Carl Malcom

hey fattie bon bon..

ahahahah

funny kan angah awa..

argh rasa cam nak update then suddenly kenot cakap english plak..

ill try again malam karang