Sunday, March 29, 2009
Life is a Gift
Todaybefore you say an unkind word
Think of someone who can't speak.
Beforeyou complain about the taste of your food
Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Beforeyou complain about your husband or wife
Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion
Todaybefore you complain about life
Think of someone who died too early on this earth.
Beforeyou complain about your children
Think of someone who desires children but they're barren...
Beforewhining about the distance you drive,
Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job
Think of the unemployed, the disabled,
and those who wish they had your job.
Butbefore you think of pointing the finger or condemninganother
Remember that not one of us is without sin.
And whendepressing thoughts seem to get you down
Put a smile on your face and think:
you're alive and still around.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Fox "What are you working on?"
Rabbit "My thesis."
Fox "Hmmm. What's it about?"
Rabbit "Oh, I'm writing about how rabbits eat foxes." (incredulous pause)
Fox "That's ridiculous! Any fool knows that rabbits don't eat foxes."
Rabbit "Sure they do, and I can prove it. Come with me."
They both disappear into the rabbit's burrow. After a few minutes, the rabbit returns, alone, to his typewriter and resumes typing.
Soon, a wolf comes along and stops to watch the hardworking rabbit.
Wolf "What's that you're writing?"
Rabbit "I'm doing a thesis on how rabbits eat wolves." (loud guffaws)
Wolf "You don't expect to get such rubbish published, do you?"
Rabbit "No problem. Do you want to see why?"
The rabbit and the wolf go into the burrow, and again the rabbit returns by himself, after a few minutes, and goes back to typing.
Scene: inside the rabbit's burrow. In one corner, there is a pile of fox bones. In another corner, a pile of wolf bones. On the other side of the room, a huge lion is belching and picking his teeth.
Moral: It doesn't matter what you choose for a thesis subject. It doesn't matter what you use for data. What does matter is who you have for a thesis advisor.
Yesterday i went up and asked him how is he feeling? then i suddenly asked dont you feel bored everyday if u stayed on the bed? he showed me the branula that was inserted on his right leg. I think because both of his hands were swollen and the make it difficult for doctor to insert an IV line, that's why they chose his leg instead. He was unable to get down from bed, because walking may aggravates the pain on the leg, I aksed him what is his hobby during free time? he told me he likes to read. I asked him why he never ask his family to buy him some comic or magazine for him ? He answered me that sometimes they never even visit him whole day. He asked me whether the store at the ground floor in the hospital do sell any magazine. I dint even knw that there is a store in the hospital in the first place.... I told him that i will go find out when i have free time.
Later on that day i was studying in the library, i still remember it was raining heavily outside. I suddenly recalled that i've promised him i will find out about the store in the hospital, damn...rain heavily.....if i run over to the hospital at this time, my lab coat will surely get wet. Actually I think I can go check out about the store tommorow morning, but when i think more in depth, i really feel sad for the boy, he has been spending almost 1 week in the hospital, most of the time alone...not like other patients. I decided to drive out of the hospital to a nearest Malay shop to look for any comic that he can read. I found this "Gila Gila" magazine. The price tag sticked on the front page " RM5.50". What da............~ why nowadays just a comic magazine also cost Rm5.50?? I still remember those old day when i was a kid...only RM2-3. In the end i still buy it for him.
The reason why i bought this for him because i was thinking if the RM5.50 can really bring him cheers and happiness, or at least he wont feels so bored, i think it is worth doing it. I considered myself as lucky boy because I was born healthy without any serious sickness compared to many other kids in the world. Although my job as a medical student is to learn medicine in the hospital,and i am not supposed to buy him things. I think there is no harm doing extra for them. As long as i can do whatever I am able to do.
I dont really know how he feels when I handed him the magazine, but if the RM5.50 comic magazine can really make his day, I feel glad that i ve made the correct decision. Sometimes, we tend to forget how fortunate we were and keep on complaining how suck our life are, how suffering we are.... Unlike them.....those kids will feel happy for a simple thing in their life. for example: RM5.50 comic.
"Living in this world is not always about yourself, sometimes the reason is to help others and make their live a better one." - Quoted by Kean Seng-
Monday, March 9, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I cant imagine that i am now entering the second week of my Paediatric posting. I realized that working in a Paeds ward is slightly different from other medical wards.In fact I think i 've learned some new experiences although it just a first week in the paediatric(kid specialist) in the hospital. In paediatric ward i can see many "worried" face from the parents, i saw parents that taking care their kids during the stay in the hospital. Some never even go home since the first day of their kid admission. Spending time taking care of them, watching them sleeping, playing with them, feeding them, help them bath, talking with them while they are bored, console them while they are crying. For those kids who are having high grade fever, the parent keeps on wipping their kid's body with wet towel to bring down their temperature. The paediatric ward in the hospital is actually full of beds. I think there will be at least 30-40 beds in a ward. Each day there will be around 30+ kid patients staying in the ward. Just imagine if each of the child was accompanied by 1 of their parent, there will be 60 people crowded in the ward! BEAR in mind that doctors and nurses still not yet included. Most of the parents spent their night sleep in a sitting postition on a chair, in such a hot and crowded environment. The high temperature in paeds ward also due to limited fans. Just imagine a ceiling fans shared by 6 beds, i cant imagine how can they sleep through their nights. Probably some sweat profusely while sleeping. Some even sleep less than 1 hour because the babies keep on crying during the night. While i was clerking case in the ward, i saw some parents walking towards the bathroom with hand holding towel and their clean clothes. I only realized that the parents even bath, eat and sleep in the hospital. It just like their second home now. They will keep on staying until their kid can be discharged from the hospital. Every morning i went to the paeds ward, i can see the parent's face looks more tired day by day.
What really touches me the most is how the parent sacrifice their time and energy taking care of their sick child. In fact, when the kids recovered and can be discharged, they are the most happy person in the world at that moment. All the tiring and worrying look on their face dissapeared spontaneously. What a magic~ Everything when a doctor checking on the kid, the first they will was: " Doctor, how is my baby/son/daughter doing? Taking care of a sick child is the most suffering and most tiring job in the world. They not only feel "ache" within their heart because they are watching their kids crying for pain and suffering. They spent sleepless nights in the hospital for days or weeks. Yet they never complain anything about it. What they hope is their kid can go home healthy. Nothing more.....
Sadly, when you visit Geriatric ward where all the sick old people stay in the hospital. They cant go to the bathroom themselves. They cant even hold the spoon nicely while eating. Their cough interupt most of their sleeping time at night, joint and muscle pain, shortness of breath, their health deteriorates day by day.Who is the one that bring them to bathroom? who is the one that bath them? who is the one feed them during lunch or dinner? who is the one patting their back when they are coughing out thier heart? who is the one talking to them while they are lonely? Sadly, is either the nurse or the maid. Where are their children?? MIA. Although i do see some of their children spending time taking care of them all the time, but majority of them......still MIA. I believe that during their stay in the hospital, the person they hope to see the most, the person they miss, the person they wanted to talk more before they leave the world, the person they want to see during the last few minutes of their life..is definetely their children. Sometimes, we really forgot how much our parent have sacrified for us while we are still dependent on them. I think is good that all of us start loving them back the way they love us, although we can never pay back the amount of their love and sacrifices for us. Because it is priceless.
You were always there to help me
You were always there to guide me
You were always there to laugh with me
You were always there to cry with me
But most important you were always there to love me and
I want to assure you that
I am always hereto love you.
-Poem by Susan Polis Schutz
triplet tiger cubs. Unfortunately, due to complications in the
pregnancy, the cubs were born prematurely and due to their tiny size,
they died shortly after birth.
The mother tiger after recovering from the delivery, suddenly started
to decline in health, although physically she was fine. The<>veterinarians felt that the loss of her litter had caused the tigress to fall into a
depression. The doctors decided that if the tigress could surrogate
another mother's cubs, perhaps she would improve.
After checking with many other zoos across the country, the depressing
news was that there were no tiger cubs of the right age to introduce to
the mourning mother. The veterinarians decided to try something that
had never been tried in a zoo environment. Sometimes a mother of one
species will take on the care of a different species. The only orphans"
that could be found quickly, were a litter of weaner pigs. The zoo
keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the
babies around the mother tiger. Would they become cubs or pork chops??
Take a look........ you won't believe your eyes!!
Mother's love towards their kids can be so deep until that extent.
Love your mother as much as how she loves you.
There is only one mother for each of us.
-Kean Seng, 2009-
Sunday, March 1, 2009
The sounds of rain droplets hitting on the road can be heard clearly from my room. Is sunday night..approaching 12am....It is the last day of my 2 weeks semester break. Tommorow onwards will be my first day of semester 7 (Semester with End of Semester Exam). Staying far away from family is not something happy or nice to talk about, but i think this is the only option. Starting tommorow i will keep on reminding myself that i must be more hardworking to make sure i do well for the exam on August, to make my family proud. Of course i will still miss my family far away from Seremban, keep in touch whenever possible. Tomorrow onwards will be a busy day for me. Being a leader for paediatric posting and involving in the orientation for juniors coming from Bukit Jalil. I hope can I can manage my time well during this semester. Of course relax is still very important and I hope I can spare some time doing the things I love. :) Good Night
My mum's delicous Birthday Noodle