A Long Day

Post-call and it was a hectic one. A dozen admission, and some of them needed proper sorting out. I therefore decided to start the day early. And I manager to get the rounds sorted out, after which I went over to see a referral at Ara Damansara.

This was followed by a drive to my other clinic at Desa ParkCity. No patients there, so I managed a breather while answering my emails. This took me to lunch, which involved another drive. Bangsar Shopping Center it was, before getting back to Subang for my afternoon clinic.

A real whirlwind of a day, and tonight, I had been preparing for a talk in would be giving at Hospital Ampang tomorrow. At least it would be on a subject I was relatively familiar with. So, time to hit the sack then, and wake up very early to finish off the slides. So, Good Night all!

Being Driven Around

As soon as I reached home after the morning ward round, Anita told me that we had to head to the apartment as a prospective buyer wanted to have a look at it. On a Sunday? But well. Our lease will be up next month, and we were waiting to move into a new place on the same block. That would be next month as well.

I thought of just having a sleep rather than follow her along, but she insisted. Luckily, she also asked the family driver to take us along. So, at least I get to nap in the van and not have to worry about driving. Good thing, as I could ask to be drop for my Sunday afternoon post-take rounds as well.

Call last night was busier than I anticipated. As it was raining in the evening, I thought admission would stop coming. But I was wrong. A couple of sick ones as well.

Just finished my rounds and being driven home. Would stop for tandoori take-out as well as United would be playing Liverpool tonight. Big match. Hopefully I could stay awake for that .......

Three Calls

I was definitely showing my age. But to do three calls within a week and a half upon returning from the US was certainly tiring. The first call went OK since I was still riding on the adrenaline of the trip to Atlanta. But the fatigue hit me hard on the day right after my second day on call.

By the time I recovered, it was already time for another call. So, here I was, on Xmas day on a post call day attending a cousin's wedding. I then babysat my boys at my Mum's place at Bukit Antarabangsa while Anita had a couple of hours of shopping time with my sister, Julia. I was really feeling tired now .... But at least, the three calls were the ones due for me this month. My next on call day would be in more than two weeks time.

So, I was looking forward to a couple days of light clinics and rounds. I would be traveling down to Muar for another wedding after my Saturday morning clinic later this week. I really could do with some down time just with Anita and the kids. Let's drink to that then ....... And for some extra time to update my blogs.

More on my Atlanta trip here.

Time for some Zzzz

Wow! It would be a week tomorrow since my return from Atlanta. And boy, it had been quite a week. I managed to do a couple of calls, took the boys out for a couple of outings, a date with Puan Anita and a few restless nights. In short, I need some time to rest. My ageing body couldn't take more if this punishment!

Well, to be honest it wasn't too bad. The calls were carried through with adrenaline. It was only nights following the duties which the fatigue really set in. Tonight was such a night.

I went to visit my Mum who had just returned from Korea after a four nights trip. She had a whale of a time, and managed to see the snow for the first time. She also had a go at skiing, taking a couple of tumbles for good measure. But, by the time I was about to go, I could hardly managed to drive. I was that tired.

I was about to hit the sack when I wrote this entry, just after checking my emails and looking at the lists of things I have got in store for tomorrow. Better get the rest then. Good night ......

More on my Atlanta trip here.

Post Call Blues

Post call had always been a mixed bag for me. I have been a doctor for 15 years now, but there was no hiding that bit of elation when you knew that your call was over. Slight change though in private practice as you were still in direct charge of the patients you admitted, but at least you could sort of like predict why the next time your phone ring. And you knew that it would less likely be from the Emergency Room.

So, the call last night was OK. Most of the admission came during a more sociable hours. One ICU admission, but the patient was pretty stable once there. But I still felt that lack of sleep come the afternoon after. At least there was no clinic this afternoon, and I was doing some paperwork, as well reading up on the latest gossips and news.

It looked like it was going to rain soon. And that would mean horrendous traffic jam again. I couldn't go to the hospital any earlier than 3pm as the road I used would pass in front of Sri KL, and there would be rows of parents picking up their children just after three. The traffic? Forget it. These affluent folks were really bad when it came to being gracious on the road. In fact, they tended to be the worst …..

So, I had to wait for a while at the apartment before I drove back. I think it would take me an hour and a half to finish the rounds later. With a bit of luck, I would reach Gombak before Maghrib. And then dinner, and a bit of sleep hopefully.