Sports Day
Sunday, March 13, 2011 at 3:14PM 
I remember during my school days, be it primary or secondary, Sports Day was a big deal. I was a keen sportsman when I was young, sprinting as wells games. Therefore, there was a clear reason why I love sports days.
Yesterday, it was Sports Day for Sri Utama. There, the sports events seems to have taken a back seat, as the main highlights during day was of cheerleading and marching. Both the boys were involved, and it was havoc. Idlan went first with his house marching. He was at the front on the queue and I can only catch a glimpse of him when he was jumping. Irfan and his kindergarten group came last. He was not very pleased as he had to wait in the sun. Children these days ....
Last year event took place at the school ground. They had a few constructions going on there, so the event this year was at the UIA Sports Complex, a proper stadium, complete with running tracks.
Since the were still young, they did not have any serious events. Irfan had telematch in which everybody won medals. Idlan participated in a 25m x 4 relay. He was the second runner and was more happy staring at his baton, than sprinting to the finish. He came third and missed out on the medal. Suffice to say that he was not that impressed when Irfan showed him his medal.
I was asked to give away the medals for the kindergarten boys and girls. Since I know most of Irfan's classmate from his birthday party, they were right confused when I gave away the medals.
It was getting warm by the time we were ready to go. The sun was bright and the children were getting restless. We left by about 11, heading to The Curve for lunch after a quick change.





The Eye-opening Visit
Before I go on any further, I would not pretend that the health service there was any better than ours. But the main different was, how the Doctors and patients there cope with the severe limitations that they have over there. Things which we took for granted here were luxuries, be it, the ability to use sophisticated tests to help diagnose and treat our patients, the availability of modern drugs, in terms of chemotherapy and even basic antibiotics, as well as the superior human resource that we have here.
The patients here would have to pay for the drugs themselves, but the blood products, hospital stay as well as doctors fee were provided by the government. Realising that not everybody can afford the medicines, the Doctors utilises the help from NGOs as well as judicial use of generic products. The Pharmaceuticals also lent their hands through generous discounts and donations. I even saw some of the ward furnitures had Pharmaceutical company names etched on them.
In the Haematology Unit which I visited, there were only five nurses on duty at any one time, as well as the Doctors there working everyday including Sundays. It was not uncommon that they admit 20 patients daily just in the Unit alone. But all the staffs there seemed unusually content. They welcomed us with open arms. We were taken round the Unit, meeting the patients and seeing the facilities, and not one complain we heard from them even off the records. When asked what they really needed for the development of the Unit, they mentioned funding for their juniors to advance their trainings. Such generous attitude.