Lost Week

Unbelievable. The last time I blogged was on Monday. That was four days ago. What had happened in the last four days?

We settled at the apartment. I had a busy call. Had to catch on some sleep. And making preparations as my Mum and Sister coming to stay with us at the apartment this weekend. The week just passed by like a blur.

Then my colleague would be on leave during Xmas. Looking forward to another busy couple of week, following which we plan to go for a short break. And I would be taking a few days of for rest and chill.

Now, back to the ward round...

Midnight Snack

Saturday night, and as usual the mamak would be full with the crowd watching football, or was just out having a drinks with friend. The Saturday night last night was spent near the ICU while waiting for reports, and my drinks and football only happened after midnight.

I brought some food to share with Anita at the boys at the apartment, and when I arrived, the boys were still up. Anita was famished, and the food could never have come at a better time.

Waiting for my take-out while catching up on the footballSo, we enjoyed our post-midnight snacks before going to bed. Thank God there were no more admission after midnight and I was able to get some rest. We would be returning to Gombak later in the afternoon, much to the protest of the boys …..

Happy New Year

It had been a full day of running around today and I hardly had the to reflect on the last year and my plans and aspiration for the coming year.

I had achieved a lot in the last year in terms of personal goals, but there were still a lot to strive for. By this time next year, I wished that I could strike a better balance between personal and working live.

New path in my career had certainly caused a fair share of grieve for me as I had always value the time with my family. Oftentimes, there were tremendous pressure on my time and I wished that I could strike a better and a more meaningful balance between the two.

The second target would be to take better care of myself physically and health wise. I wanted to eat healthier and hopefully spent less time on the road commuting. That would include the plan to move to Bangsar some time in the new year. I could also do with a bit more physical exercise rather than tearing my hair out in the traffic jam.

Yes, my goals were personal and one could argue rather selfish. But I always feel that you must always plan for yourself and your family first before anything else. I was just not that ambitious. It may be perceived as a weakness but as usual, I always make plans. Whether I managed to follow it through was just another matter.

So, to all my Muslim brothers and sisters, a Happy New Year. Maal Hijrah, just in case somebody wanted to give me grieve like they did in Facebook earlier. Maybe in the coming year, I should plan to make sure my fellow Malaysians would try to differentiate what's Islam and what's Arab culture. The line seemed to be blurred lately ....

Long Friday

It was a long night last night and I only managed a couple of hits of sleep. And today being Friday, combined with Ramadan, the condition really took its toll. I was really tired by the time I was done with the afternoon rounds. If I were to put my head on a pillow before Berbuka, I would risk taking sahur as my next meal. It was that kind of a day.

Last night was my last call before Raya, and I would be winding down in terms of admission by this weekend, before taking a week off for Raya. But tomorrow clinic would be a long one since there would be hardly any in the next week or so.

We would be staying at the apartment until this Sunday, before packing to return to Gombak. The boys would be reluctant to go, but we had to. Idlan had made up his room already - Irfan's remained a mess. Was at the bath watching over Irfan as I was writing this. He just loved to stay in the Jacuzzi.

On Call Again

Another Friday and another call. It had been OK so far, but the fact that I was on call just brought my mood down a touch. The weather outside was gloomy, but at least it wasn't hazy. Or was it not?

Just finished my rounds and was feeling peckish. The only relief I could reasonably go to at this hour would be to the mamak stall down the road. Could do with an early dinner, and this evening I was planning to spend the time at the Doctor's lounge watching tennis. It would be the Men's semifinals tonight and I was expecting some epic matches.

Hopefully the call would be gentle and I would be able to watch some bot of the match.