i've been having a chronic cough for over a month already.
but thats not the reason for me having not been able to update.
loads of things have happened.
most important of all is that i'm in my 14th week of gestation. have been having hyperemesis for quite a while but nit to the extent of it distrupting my work. i am extra tired most of the time.
finished paeds 2 weeks ago.
currently am in o&g.
only one comment. htar klang sucks!
apart from that, i'm terribly homesick!
kay, have a nice day everyone :)
Showing posts with label happenings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happenings. Show all posts
Friday, November 27, 2009
Saturday, May 02, 2009
dr awla
it was the longest 2 minutes of my life, waiting for them to announce the results of the students whom have passed. we were all gathered at around 12.45pm, thursday. my name was among the last to be called.i was holding my breath and sucking in my stomach. it was such a relief when my name was finally mentioned. ALHAMDULILLAH. our exams was not without casualties. 2 of the brothers have to re-sit for the exams in 6 months time. they're good students. maybe Allah wants to give them this challenge to make them stronger and more strong-willed to face life's challenges ahead.
lepas tu i happily gave out my wedding cards to my friends. nanti i'll scan the card and post it here. syahadah and sibah were busy giving out their cards too. orang lain punye tak siap lagi.
petang tu there was a program for the graduating students (my batch and a few sciences students). terharunya dr melor went to greta lengths to organise the program so that we'd remain in the tarbiyah system. i cant really imagine myself outside of it. i'd be lost. there was amaanats form ustz fadzil konsis, dr latif and dr munawwar hatta. best sangat. it put things back in persepctive.
then when the program ended, our juniors in the usrah system came and performed nasheed for us, prepared a slideshow presentation of the activities done together and gave us all personalized gifts. i menangis2 terharu. huhu. asyek terharu je sejak akhir2 nih.
i look forward to the days ahead.
lepas tu i happily gave out my wedding cards to my friends. nanti i'll scan the card and post it here. syahadah and sibah were busy giving out their cards too. orang lain punye tak siap lagi.
petang tu there was a program for the graduating students (my batch and a few sciences students). terharunya dr melor went to greta lengths to organise the program so that we'd remain in the tarbiyah system. i cant really imagine myself outside of it. i'd be lost. there was amaanats form ustz fadzil konsis, dr latif and dr munawwar hatta. best sangat. it put things back in persepctive.
then when the program ended, our juniors in the usrah system came and performed nasheed for us, prepared a slideshow presentation of the activities done together and gave us all personalized gifts. i menangis2 terharu. huhu. asyek terharu je sejak akhir2 nih.
i look forward to the days ahead.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
ventilating
you don't have to read this entry.
i just want to ventilate so that i can regain my concentration and restore my peace of mind.
just now, we had a class on medical law by Dr Akram, IIUM's legal advisor. it was a very interesting lecture on the importance of doctors knowing the legal aspect of their practice so that they can treat patients effectively (and cover their backs too while their at it). the psychiatric nurse-cum-lawyer was very energetic and explained eloquently on the matter that everyone was wide awake through most of the lecture.
what i am furious about is what happened in between the lecture, during the 10 minute break.
the batch leader, who most kindly checked all of our forms which were to be submitted to the MMC and MMH, had found several forms which were incomplete. so he went in front an exclaimed his frustration with my batchmates who had been inconsiderate by submitting the deficient forms so he had to return them.
in order to return the lacking forms, he he went on to mention the names of the my friends who had been so thoughtless as to have done that. everyone had their fingers crossed and worried whether his or her name would be called and whether they were among the thoughtless people who had not completed the tedious form requirements.
when the first name was called, i saw from her body language (the way she walked to the front and resposnded) that she was defensive. who wouldn't be? the first thought that came to my mind was, what did she do wrong? i felt empathic and knew that if that had happened to me, i would feel the same way too. but at the same time, i also thought, may be he was so tired and stressed out with everyone's incompetence that he saw no other way to return the forms to the owners which would be less degrading or humiliating.
the next person called was one of my best friends. again, i was empathic but it was still not the same. after several other names, my name was called. huh? what did i do wrong? what was not complete? i asked my friend to check. i had submitted the form 2 days ago. the batch leader who is also in my posting could have returned it to me personally. i met him this morning. i started to fume with anger. the forms were left on the table in front and i couldnt get it until the end of the lecture.
the next 15 minutes of lecture, i couldnt concetrate because i was going through the possibilities of what i did wrong and all the less humiliating methods that he could have used to return the forms. surprisingly, all the names were girls. i guess the guys' forms which were not completed could be returned directly to them sparing their names from being called.
i know, you think i'm over reacting to this extremely small matter. so what if my name was called? so what if i had not completed the forms? why make such a big deal.
everyone wants to look good in front of others. mistakes or errors should not be publicly announced. it is okay to say something in general but when specific names are mentioned, then it makes someone look bad in front of others. although it was unintentional, it was demeaning nonetheless.
there are many hadiths stating how the prophet would go to great lengths to save the face and honour of his sahabah. when one sahabah farted, he got up to renew his wudhu' too.
i tried to concentrate on the lecture but i had to use so much extra energy to distract my thoughts from my anger that i became tired after a while. i nearly felt like crying. it doesn't help when you have a haze in your left eye, which is a temporary complication of the PRK causing light to be scattered. i had a left-sided headache from too much concentration.
i tried to convince myself that it was nothing. when the lecture ended and i looked through my form, several people asked me with concern, what was not complete? i made the mistake of actually giving one copy of the photostated forms instead of two.
it's just not the same thing when you're the name that is called.
ironically, the previous lecture did include defamation and how everyone has the right to a good name and honour. any act or word that may destroy or reduce this good name in any form, resulting in sane, responsible people or the society thinking bad of that person, can be sued under defamation. (i'm not a lawyer, forgive my deficiency in knowledge of legal terms).
moral of the story, be sensitive. if you protect people's honour as best as you can, inshaAllah, Allah will protect yours too.
i just want to ventilate so that i can regain my concentration and restore my peace of mind.
just now, we had a class on medical law by Dr Akram, IIUM's legal advisor. it was a very interesting lecture on the importance of doctors knowing the legal aspect of their practice so that they can treat patients effectively (and cover their backs too while their at it). the psychiatric nurse-cum-lawyer was very energetic and explained eloquently on the matter that everyone was wide awake through most of the lecture.
what i am furious about is what happened in between the lecture, during the 10 minute break.
the batch leader, who most kindly checked all of our forms which were to be submitted to the MMC and MMH, had found several forms which were incomplete. so he went in front an exclaimed his frustration with my batchmates who had been inconsiderate by submitting the deficient forms so he had to return them.
in order to return the lacking forms, he he went on to mention the names of the my friends who had been so thoughtless as to have done that. everyone had their fingers crossed and worried whether his or her name would be called and whether they were among the thoughtless people who had not completed the tedious form requirements.
when the first name was called, i saw from her body language (the way she walked to the front and resposnded) that she was defensive. who wouldn't be? the first thought that came to my mind was, what did she do wrong? i felt empathic and knew that if that had happened to me, i would feel the same way too. but at the same time, i also thought, may be he was so tired and stressed out with everyone's incompetence that he saw no other way to return the forms to the owners which would be less degrading or humiliating.
the next person called was one of my best friends. again, i was empathic but it was still not the same. after several other names, my name was called. huh? what did i do wrong? what was not complete? i asked my friend to check. i had submitted the form 2 days ago. the batch leader who is also in my posting could have returned it to me personally. i met him this morning. i started to fume with anger. the forms were left on the table in front and i couldnt get it until the end of the lecture.
the next 15 minutes of lecture, i couldnt concetrate because i was going through the possibilities of what i did wrong and all the less humiliating methods that he could have used to return the forms. surprisingly, all the names were girls. i guess the guys' forms which were not completed could be returned directly to them sparing their names from being called.
i know, you think i'm over reacting to this extremely small matter. so what if my name was called? so what if i had not completed the forms? why make such a big deal.
everyone wants to look good in front of others. mistakes or errors should not be publicly announced. it is okay to say something in general but when specific names are mentioned, then it makes someone look bad in front of others. although it was unintentional, it was demeaning nonetheless.
there are many hadiths stating how the prophet would go to great lengths to save the face and honour of his sahabah. when one sahabah farted, he got up to renew his wudhu' too.
i tried to concentrate on the lecture but i had to use so much extra energy to distract my thoughts from my anger that i became tired after a while. i nearly felt like crying. it doesn't help when you have a haze in your left eye, which is a temporary complication of the PRK causing light to be scattered. i had a left-sided headache from too much concentration.
i tried to convince myself that it was nothing. when the lecture ended and i looked through my form, several people asked me with concern, what was not complete? i made the mistake of actually giving one copy of the photostated forms instead of two.
it's just not the same thing when you're the name that is called.
ironically, the previous lecture did include defamation and how everyone has the right to a good name and honour. any act or word that may destroy or reduce this good name in any form, resulting in sane, responsible people or the society thinking bad of that person, can be sued under defamation. (i'm not a lawyer, forgive my deficiency in knowledge of legal terms).
moral of the story, be sensitive. if you protect people's honour as best as you can, inshaAllah, Allah will protect yours too.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
MDD
at the clinic today i clerked a middleaged chinese lady and diagnosed her to have major depressive disorder (mdd) with anxiety symptoms. i had to spend a long time reassuring her about her condition and convince her to take her medication. she's a teacher so she's educated and has read a lot so it was tough convincing her as she was afraid of the side effects of the medication. she had [sychomotor retardation and couldn't concentrate on what i was telling her.
many people suffer from MDD. i wanna help these people but i have to teguhkan my perasaan dulu or i'll be affected easily.
rase macam terdevelop counter transferance je.
in 2 days i've met 2 female teachers who developed MDD. both were rather of the perfectionist type and worried a lot. i can't make any generalisation but both had an underlying susceptibility to become depressed.
"Ya Allah, please keep my mind healthy and prevent me from getting depression. and please give me the ability and competency to help others in need."
many people suffer from MDD. i wanna help these people but i have to teguhkan my perasaan dulu or i'll be affected easily.
rase macam terdevelop counter transferance je.
in 2 days i've met 2 female teachers who developed MDD. both were rather of the perfectionist type and worried a lot. i can't make any generalisation but both had an underlying susceptibility to become depressed.
"Ya Allah, please keep my mind healthy and prevent me from getting depression. and please give me the ability and competency to help others in need."
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
high and low
one of jo's bestfriend
it's amazing what a refreshing nap and a phone call can do to enlighten my spirits.
yesterday i joined Dr Nora's clinic sessions and met many interesting patients. we saw other cases apart from schizophrenia alhamdulillah.
today my group was scheduled to follow the community psychiatric nurse go for home visits. i was expecting an exciting day but had a rather drab one. maybe if i had been less enthusthiastic i would have felt better?
Monday, March 23, 2009
What do you do when...
What do you do when your end posting exams are 2 weeks away and there’s still so much that you don’t know?
What do you do when your ultimate exam that is designed to assess whatever you have learnt for the last 5 years and also evaluate your safety to be given the license to practice is in 5 weeks time and you don’t know what the heck it is that you actually know?
What do you do when you feel that you have been having shortness of breath on exertion (NYHA class 2), restricted airway, fullness of the throat and occasional localized, sudden onset, stabbing left-sided chest pain lasting only several seconds and an ECG and flexible nasolaryngoscopy proved absence of any pathology you diagnose yourself as hypochondriasis with globus hystericus? Oh and on otoscopy your tympanic membrane looked perfectly healthy and the ENT guy says your fit for the exams? Oh and your friends help you by teasing you about the problem?
What do you do when your frustrated with your fiancé who is acting all gloomy, refuses to speak or sms you, you don’t have a clue what is happening yet there are some things that you need to ask him?
What do you do when your posting mate has adjustment disorder because she absolutely hates psychi and cant wait to run back to the OT and her mood is contagious that your mildly infected as well?
What do you do when one of your anak usrah is conveniently uncontactable around peri-usrah (read: before and after) time but somehow can answer your sms at some other time.
What do you do when you think you like psychi but find yourself relating too much with the symptoms that you start to become depressed?
What do you do when you only study because you love spending time with your best friends in the best study group ever?
What do you do when you try to lift your spirits but find it so hard to do?
What do you do when you feel like you wanna break down and cry like you did last time in orthopaedics but it’s all stuck inside?
What do you do when you know you haven’t completed your 6 case summaries and haven’t read through your scribbled notes which you had planned to do last week and your desk is a pile of mess, but don’t feel like doing any study-related activity at present?
I dunno what you would do.
But this is what I did.
I ironed 4 baju kurungs, 4 pants, 1 white coat and 1 tudung while watching 3 episodes of House Season 4 and wrote this entry.
My diagnosis is mixed affective disoreder precipitated by recent life stressors and perpetuated by the upcoming exams and type A personality.
What do you do when your ultimate exam that is designed to assess whatever you have learnt for the last 5 years and also evaluate your safety to be given the license to practice is in 5 weeks time and you don’t know what the heck it is that you actually know?
What do you do when you feel that you have been having shortness of breath on exertion (NYHA class 2), restricted airway, fullness of the throat and occasional localized, sudden onset, stabbing left-sided chest pain lasting only several seconds and an ECG and flexible nasolaryngoscopy proved absence of any pathology you diagnose yourself as hypochondriasis with globus hystericus? Oh and on otoscopy your tympanic membrane looked perfectly healthy and the ENT guy says your fit for the exams? Oh and your friends help you by teasing you about the problem?
What do you do when your frustrated with your fiancé who is acting all gloomy, refuses to speak or sms you, you don’t have a clue what is happening yet there are some things that you need to ask him?
What do you do when your posting mate has adjustment disorder because she absolutely hates psychi and cant wait to run back to the OT and her mood is contagious that your mildly infected as well?
What do you do when one of your anak usrah is conveniently uncontactable around peri-usrah (read: before and after) time but somehow can answer your sms at some other time.
What do you do when you think you like psychi but find yourself relating too much with the symptoms that you start to become depressed?
What do you do when you only study because you love spending time with your best friends in the best study group ever?
What do you do when you try to lift your spirits but find it so hard to do?
What do you do when you feel like you wanna break down and cry like you did last time in orthopaedics but it’s all stuck inside?
What do you do when you know you haven’t completed your 6 case summaries and haven’t read through your scribbled notes which you had planned to do last week and your desk is a pile of mess, but don’t feel like doing any study-related activity at present?
I dunno what you would do.
But this is what I did.
I ironed 4 baju kurungs, 4 pants, 1 white coat and 1 tudung while watching 3 episodes of House Season 4 and wrote this entry.
My diagnosis is mixed affective disoreder precipitated by recent life stressors and perpetuated by the upcoming exams and type A personality.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
dinner with the dentist
outing with azira. punyelah nak azira blanje, i sanggup pergi amek and hantar cik dentist kite nih. susah betul nak jumpe. i keep hearing about her from friends who went to the dentist haha
yummylicious food especially when someone else is footing the bill hehe.. jgn jeles
the cakes we chose after a hearty dinner. tak larat nak makan dah.
the smoothies...
this is the psychiatric ward that i'm posted to.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
sepetang bersama nenek
i went to nenek's house 2 days ago to return the book that aza borrowed. the nenek 'belanja'd us nasi goreng udang at a nearby stall siap bagi bawak balik udang salut tepung bungkus lagi.
my eyes look like racoon eyes
faizah ikut skaliMonday, January 26, 2009
as told by jo
i am from johor. i just moved to kuantan a few months back to help awla move about in kuantan.
the journey to kuantan was ok. during my 2nd week i bumped into a car because awla didn't adjust her side mirror well. my backside is still dented until today because she doesn't have the time to go send it to the workshop for repair.
i dont go to the hospital everyday. sometimes awla catches a ride with her roomie or takes a bus to school so i'm left at the mahallat car park. i'm not scared to be left alone because there are so many cars around. i'm just worried when i'm parked by the big road during the day and the bus or garbage truck scratches my nice silver coat. i've enough scratch marks already. one day, awla left me there during the day and a nice security guard passed by and saw me. he immediately put a white piece of paper on my wiper just like the one given by the police traffic at the jhc bus stop. i dunno what it said but it definitely made awla mad and she never left me there again. which is a good thing alhamdulillah.
the RM25 parking fine. grrrrrr...
one day, some guy came and stole my right lower light. i don't remember when or how it happened but awla only noticed it when she drove me to jhc. she guessed it was a theft as there was no signs of trauma around the site and the wire was sticking out. it was embarrassing. i looked like someone with a missing tooth. alhamdulillah, i could still function. my main lights were ok. it was just a cosmetic problem. i had to wait for her to get her scholarship before she could buy me a new light.
last week, the weather was rather hot. awla doesn't usually leave my windows open a bit so i get quite stuffed inside. it was so hot that my rear-view mirror cracked. she didn't come see me for several days so she only realized it on friday. when she did notice it, she was so distraught that she was rather distracted the whole day. i got to know that she nearly lost her handphone that day and also caused two friends to become upset with her for not replying their messages.
alhamdulillah that friday evening, i was brought to the car accessories shop and awla bought a nice, long rear view mirror and a new front light. they only come in pairs (rm120) so now i have one spare left front light just in case someone wants to steal that one too. the nice chinese man installed my new light but it wouldnt function so i was referred to the wiring man. the wire-guy said that the thief cut off my socket too (whatever that means) but somehow he still managed to make the lights work. awla spent rm133 on me that day. i have to be thankful and perform well iA.
see my rongak front and new lights.
this is the nice chinese guy who fixed my light.
this is the wiring guy's son
my new mirror. i can see everything now.
the journey to kuantan was ok. during my 2nd week i bumped into a car because awla didn't adjust her side mirror well. my backside is still dented until today because she doesn't have the time to go send it to the workshop for repair.
i dont go to the hospital everyday. sometimes awla catches a ride with her roomie or takes a bus to school so i'm left at the mahallat car park. i'm not scared to be left alone because there are so many cars around. i'm just worried when i'm parked by the big road during the day and the bus or garbage truck scratches my nice silver coat. i've enough scratch marks already. one day, awla left me there during the day and a nice security guard passed by and saw me. he immediately put a white piece of paper on my wiper just like the one given by the police traffic at the jhc bus stop. i dunno what it said but it definitely made awla mad and she never left me there again. which is a good thing alhamdulillah.
the RM25 parking fine. grrrrrr...one day, some guy came and stole my right lower light. i don't remember when or how it happened but awla only noticed it when she drove me to jhc. she guessed it was a theft as there was no signs of trauma around the site and the wire was sticking out. it was embarrassing. i looked like someone with a missing tooth. alhamdulillah, i could still function. my main lights were ok. it was just a cosmetic problem. i had to wait for her to get her scholarship before she could buy me a new light.
last week, the weather was rather hot. awla doesn't usually leave my windows open a bit so i get quite stuffed inside. it was so hot that my rear-view mirror cracked. she didn't come see me for several days so she only realized it on friday. when she did notice it, she was so distraught that she was rather distracted the whole day. i got to know that she nearly lost her handphone that day and also caused two friends to become upset with her for not replying their messages.
alhamdulillah that friday evening, i was brought to the car accessories shop and awla bought a nice, long rear view mirror and a new front light. they only come in pairs (rm120) so now i have one spare left front light just in case someone wants to steal that one too. the nice chinese man installed my new light but it wouldnt function so i was referred to the wiring man. the wire-guy said that the thief cut off my socket too (whatever that means) but somehow he still managed to make the lights work. awla spent rm133 on me that day. i have to be thankful and perform well iA.
see my rongak front and new lights.
this is the nice chinese guy who fixed my light.
this is the wiring guy's son
my new mirror. i can see everything now.then awla went to East coast mall to celebrate the occasion.
yours truly,
joseph
JKV1832
yours truly,
joseph
JKV1832
Friday, January 23, 2009
a near scare
my heart nearly stopped just now.
i thought i had lost my SE handphone. (well, handphones are some people's lifeline)
mentally, i retraced my steps. i went to the ward, then to the outpatient clinic, then stopped by the bookfair at ACC, walked pass the ATM, went to buy some food and then went to the campus to eat my lunch. only then did i notice the absence of my phone.
it wasn't at the place i always keep it, attached to a tali around my neck. i didn't notice it falling.
i asked my friend to call my number and the dial tone was present but no one was picking up. that offered some hope of it being found.
fearing the worst but hoping for the best, i retraced my steps. i walked back to the bookfair but it was nowhere to be found. there was no signs of it at the clinic too.
i tried to recall the last time i used it. i had detached it to take a picture of a brain CT scan showing external herniation of the brain post craniectomy for subdural haematoma. after that, i could not remember where i put my phone.
i walked anxiously and prayed so hard for my phone to be somewhere near the radiological viewing box at the nurse's counter. it was already visiting hours and many people were at the ward.
when i reached there, my phone was lying still on the trolley below the viewing box, just where i left it, in camouflaged by the stacks of white paper and other disorderly stuff . hehe. good thing the only people who go behind the counter are nurses, doctors and mecial students. no visitors allowed.
alhamdulillah thummalhamdulillah thummalhamdulillah.
ok, so its just a handphone. i wont die if i lose it. buuuuuuuut, nanti i'll lose all the phone numbers of people who i need to contact. life would be miserable.
i thought i had lost my SE handphone. (well, handphones are some people's lifeline)
mentally, i retraced my steps. i went to the ward, then to the outpatient clinic, then stopped by the bookfair at ACC, walked pass the ATM, went to buy some food and then went to the campus to eat my lunch. only then did i notice the absence of my phone.
it wasn't at the place i always keep it, attached to a tali around my neck. i didn't notice it falling.
i asked my friend to call my number and the dial tone was present but no one was picking up. that offered some hope of it being found.
fearing the worst but hoping for the best, i retraced my steps. i walked back to the bookfair but it was nowhere to be found. there was no signs of it at the clinic too.
i tried to recall the last time i used it. i had detached it to take a picture of a brain CT scan showing external herniation of the brain post craniectomy for subdural haematoma. after that, i could not remember where i put my phone.
i walked anxiously and prayed so hard for my phone to be somewhere near the radiological viewing box at the nurse's counter. it was already visiting hours and many people were at the ward.
when i reached there, my phone was lying still on the trolley below the viewing box, just where i left it, in camouflaged by the stacks of white paper and other disorderly stuff . hehe. good thing the only people who go behind the counter are nurses, doctors and mecial students. no visitors allowed.
alhamdulillah thummalhamdulillah thummalhamdulillah.
ok, so its just a handphone. i wont die if i lose it. buuuuuuuut, nanti i'll lose all the phone numbers of people who i need to contact. life would be miserable.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
pictures
after the absence of entries for some time, i just don't feel like writing many words.
i'll just put up pictures.
i'll just put up pictures.
i have found another skin to write on.. haha. might not need pens and paper after this. (caution: the act of writing on the skin is not painful but the inflammatory reaction following hurts a lot)
aisyah cut her own hair
ayyasy likes to pout. he was trying to emulate the steamstress with her measuring tape.
nawwaz developed a liking for his mak yang's sarung lengan and wouldn't give it back.
i was given the honour of naming these two hamsters aswad (black) and baidha' (white)Tuesday, January 06, 2009
funds
if you had joined in the fast 2 fund campaign 2008 (Rejab, Sya`ban & Ramadhan 1429),
you would be happy to know that the overall collection ammounted to
RM 59076.67
and it has been sent to our palestinian brothers and sisters and also refugees elsewhere.
Allahu Akabar!
BUT,
they are still in need of plenty of funds so don't stop giving
and praying
it's the least we can do.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Living in UIA Kuantan
Sometimes the harsh living conditions and limited facilities in UIA Kuantan as compared to Gombak, makes one depressed and frustrated.
The lack of affordable and effective public transport necessitates one to own a car or motorcycle to enable one to go about his affairs.
However, the parking spaces are limited and many have to park along the roads which is considered illegal by the campus authority and thus they give out summons to those who disobey the law.
The ever-disappointing cafeteria forces us to eat out. (sekarang ni ok sket café).
Since our campus is still in the developmental stages (macam developing country), there are many limitations that we have to put up with (including the construction noise pollution).
And occasionally, the administration just loves to come up with ridiculous rules to make our life more miserable.
The hostel people have a deep dislike for medical students as they are regarded as stuck up, obstinate rule breakers and uncooperative. We too share the same resentment towards them.
(dramatic giler tak?? hehe)
Nevertheless, it is not all dread and misery. My silver lining is the bi’ah solehah, conducive environment for learning (which some would say is BORING) and the weekly Islamic input lectures in the medical syllabus. And many more actually. Malas nak piker sekarang what they are.
Prof Omar designed the syllabus so that UIA medical graduates would be integrated and wholesome doctors, getting the best of the medical and Islamic world. The topics ranging from tauhid, Islamic history to contributions of Islamic scholars are given by our very own medical doctors. A few lectures are given by guest speakers from Gombak like the ever cool and distinguished Prof Kamal (former UIA rector), Ustaz Hamidon (deputy rector of students affairs), and a few others whose names I cant seem to recall right now.
Last week, Dr Azarisman, a cardiologist, lectured on the muslim scholars.
He focused on Ibnu Sina maybe because he was a great physician and muslim scholar. Never knew he was a syiah, one of the 12 imams. But he made strides in the medical and Islamic world nonetheless. Abu Ali al-Hussaini Ibn Abdullah Ibnu Sina was born in Bukhara, travelled incessantly and was a prolific author. He memorized the quran at a young age, turned to medicine by the gae of 16 and became a physician by 18. (2 years of medical training??). his magnum opus was the Qanun Fi At-Tibb (Canon of Medicine), used as a reference textbook in the west for 600years.
The moral of the story is he was just an average human being who travelled, studied, moved between principalities loking for a job and to earn a living, became a royal advisor, imprisoned, thrown into the streets, persecuted yet still managed to write numerous books both medical and non-medical. Dr said the only frailty he didn’t suffer was marriage (suffer ke?). Many scholars dedicated their lives to knowledge and never had the time to find a spouse like Imam Nawawi.
One time ibnu sina participated in war, and still continued to dictate paragraphs to his scribes.
When asked on why he was constantly working nonstop, he answered “ I prefer a short life with width then a narrow life of length”.
The sunnah of great scholars include;
The lack of affordable and effective public transport necessitates one to own a car or motorcycle to enable one to go about his affairs.
However, the parking spaces are limited and many have to park along the roads which is considered illegal by the campus authority and thus they give out summons to those who disobey the law.
The ever-disappointing cafeteria forces us to eat out. (sekarang ni ok sket café).
Since our campus is still in the developmental stages (macam developing country), there are many limitations that we have to put up with (including the construction noise pollution).
And occasionally, the administration just loves to come up with ridiculous rules to make our life more miserable.
The hostel people have a deep dislike for medical students as they are regarded as stuck up, obstinate rule breakers and uncooperative. We too share the same resentment towards them.
(dramatic giler tak?? hehe)
Nevertheless, it is not all dread and misery. My silver lining is the bi’ah solehah, conducive environment for learning (which some would say is BORING) and the weekly Islamic input lectures in the medical syllabus. And many more actually. Malas nak piker sekarang what they are.
Prof Omar designed the syllabus so that UIA medical graduates would be integrated and wholesome doctors, getting the best of the medical and Islamic world. The topics ranging from tauhid, Islamic history to contributions of Islamic scholars are given by our very own medical doctors. A few lectures are given by guest speakers from Gombak like the ever cool and distinguished Prof Kamal (former UIA rector), Ustaz Hamidon (deputy rector of students affairs), and a few others whose names I cant seem to recall right now.
Last week, Dr Azarisman, a cardiologist, lectured on the muslim scholars.
He focused on Ibnu Sina maybe because he was a great physician and muslim scholar. Never knew he was a syiah, one of the 12 imams. But he made strides in the medical and Islamic world nonetheless. Abu Ali al-Hussaini Ibn Abdullah Ibnu Sina was born in Bukhara, travelled incessantly and was a prolific author. He memorized the quran at a young age, turned to medicine by the gae of 16 and became a physician by 18. (2 years of medical training??). his magnum opus was the Qanun Fi At-Tibb (Canon of Medicine), used as a reference textbook in the west for 600years.
The moral of the story is he was just an average human being who travelled, studied, moved between principalities loking for a job and to earn a living, became a royal advisor, imprisoned, thrown into the streets, persecuted yet still managed to write numerous books both medical and non-medical. Dr said the only frailty he didn’t suffer was marriage (suffer ke?). Many scholars dedicated their lives to knowledge and never had the time to find a spouse like Imam Nawawi.
One time ibnu sina participated in war, and still continued to dictate paragraphs to his scribes.
When asked on why he was constantly working nonstop, he answered “ I prefer a short life with width then a narrow life of length”.
The sunnah of great scholars include;
- travels to far places for the search of knowledge,
- persecution, and
- they never died at their birth places (because they traveled).
Kita? Sume orang nak keje dekat dgn rumah masing2 je.
The take home message was to become a great person, one must be tested accordingly. Past scholars were persecuted in their quest for knowledge. How far have we been tested??
I’ve never had to work for a living while studying.
I don’t have to worry about my next meal.
I can sleep comfortably at night without worrying about security or the building coming down on me.
My parents are still alive and healthy Alhamdulillah. (many of my classmates’s parents have passed away)
The only tests I have are too minor that complaining about them seems embarrassing.
The only things I have to worry about are my perennial exams, what to wear tomorrow and what I want eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
so, have i been tested???
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If I could remember all the lectures, apply them and am able to convey them to others, I’d definitely be an excellent muslim doctor.
But, that is just not the case. I am only human and my memory is flawed.
I like the islamic input programme very much except a few je. It’s sad to see some of my classmates take it for granted and play truant.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
UNFORESEEN EVENTS
At 10.30 pm, my friend AA asked me to send her to the terminal bus station at 12.30 pm. Her bus was at 1.00 am, Transnasional which is notorious for its punctuality. I said ok.
Around 11.30 pm, another friend, H, asked me to send her and 2 friends for their 1.00 am bus too. I said ok too. I thought I could hit two birds with one stone.
I was very sleepy and tired but was ready by 12.30pm. AA was ready. She brought S to keep me company on my way back. H took several minutes to reach the car. Then, one of H’s friend, AB couldn’t be contacted so they tried frantically calling her roommate. She had fallen asleep while waiting. We had to weigh between waiting for AB and leaving her or we wouldn’t make it in time to the terminal. We decided to wait. It was a nerve wrecking moment for us. Waiting for her to reach the car seemed like forever. We had only 10 minutes left before 1am. From UIA to the bus station it usually takes about 15 minutes depending on the traffic.
As we drove off, the pakcik guard nak tahan lah pulak but I didn’t have time to stop. Then, there were road constructions which reduced the 2 lanes to only one lane. And we had to stop at a red traffic light. I drove as fast as I could (yang tak berape laju sangat). As we reached the terminal, we saw a Transnasional bus pulling out of the driveway. We prayed it wasn’t AA’s bus.
I waited for a while to make sure that my friends got on their buses. Suddenly, AA came walking to the car, teary-eyed. The bus we saw was the one she was supposed to board. Due to my insufficient knowledge of the roads and bus routes, I was unable to offer untuk kejar bas tu. Kesian AA. All we could do was to return to UIA. It was a silent ride back to the hostel.
Alhamdulillah the other 3 managed to board their bus.
I keep thinking whether I did the right thing by agreeing to H’s request when I had already promised AA first. My obligation to AA took precedence over H’s. But I couldn’t turn my back on H. Should i have left AB? is a bird in hand better than 2 birds in a bush?
Moral of the story, we can plan but Allah also plans and Allah is the best of planners. We can try our best within our limited capacity but some things are beyond our control, like a friend accidentally falling asleep. inshaAllah, whatever happens, it is for the best.
15/11/2008
2.00 am
Monday, August 18, 2008
hampir pengsan
alhamdulillah i went to the ward yesterday and covered the reluctant patient's history. otherwise i would have been buried alive by Dr Murad this morning.
he chose my patient to discuss. the case was of missed abortion or intrauterine death. he approached the case very thoroughly. alhamdulillah i could answer some of his questions.
towards the end of the discussion, about 1 hour later, i started to feel queasy and my already blurred vision became worse. i was seeing black dots everywhere. i sat on a nearby chair. dr tanye: äre you pregnant?" haha. hypoglycaemic attack kot! or even vasovagal attack.
my near-faint attacks have happened quite often. i hope i won't experience it when i'm a houseman nanti. it would be too embarrassing.
he chose my patient to discuss. the case was of missed abortion or intrauterine death. he approached the case very thoroughly. alhamdulillah i could answer some of his questions.
towards the end of the discussion, about 1 hour later, i started to feel queasy and my already blurred vision became worse. i was seeing black dots everywhere. i sat on a nearby chair. dr tanye: äre you pregnant?" haha. hypoglycaemic attack kot! or even vasovagal attack.
my near-faint attacks have happened quite often. i hope i won't experience it when i'm a houseman nanti. it would be too embarrassing.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
this weekend
there's lots of things happening this weekend;
i choose to balik rumah. yay!
p.s: i still havent got a baby yet. 6 weeks to go.
- 2 of my kuantanian friends are getting married in jb.
- konvo utm (which is the reason nibah is going home. and kakchik wants to go home too. kakyung doesnt want to miss out on the fun.)
- I-QUEST in uia kuantan ( a grand university programme)
- sunathon in kelantan.
i choose to balik rumah. yay!
p.s: i still havent got a baby yet. 6 weeks to go.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
rhino course!
that's the main reason i'm still in kuantan this very moment.
alhamdulillah, the rhino update is over. i went because of ayah's worsening allergic rhinitis. tapi what i learnt from the course is that the symptoms can only be controlled, but the disease cannot be cured. ayah ahs to take inhaled steroids to relieve his symptoms. tu la ayah tanak jumpe ENT specialist
will be going back to jb tomorrow morning yay!
alhamdulillah, the rhino update is over. i went because of ayah's worsening allergic rhinitis. tapi what i learnt from the course is that the symptoms can only be controlled, but the disease cannot be cured. ayah ahs to take inhaled steroids to relieve his symptoms. tu la ayah tanak jumpe ENT specialist
will be going back to jb tomorrow morning yay!
Friday, August 01, 2008
last entry for the day
suddenly terlalu banyak entry hari ni. thanx to wireless yang accessible from room via roomie's laptop. cool giler. only downside is kene dok kat ruang depan pintu dgn pintu luas terbuka and boleh nampak sume orang yang naik turun tangga. takpe. i'm thick-skinned.ada banyak melanin pigmentations.
k, one more thing i wanna write about.
this morning after CPC, the 3rd years who are about to start their first posting in internal medicine asked for tips and advice on how to approach and go about the whole clinical rotation (semangat giler deme nih. bagus2. that's the spirit.kene contohi derang nih). altho i have to admit that i am in no way the best person to be giving out advices, since the ketua only knew me and the other person he knew didnt answer his sms and still present in kuantan post-exams, i thought i'd just share watever i cud.
takut jugak tersalah nasihat but i told them what i thought i wish i knew when i was in my 3rd year. azza, wa and hanim helped out too. ramzi lambat sgt dtg.
hope they got some benefit.
ps. gud thing juniors tak bley bace this blog. hehe
k, one more thing i wanna write about.
this morning after CPC, the 3rd years who are about to start their first posting in internal medicine asked for tips and advice on how to approach and go about the whole clinical rotation (semangat giler deme nih. bagus2. that's the spirit.kene contohi derang nih). altho i have to admit that i am in no way the best person to be giving out advices, since the ketua only knew me and the other person he knew didnt answer his sms and still present in kuantan post-exams, i thought i'd just share watever i cud.
takut jugak tersalah nasihat but i told them what i thought i wish i knew when i was in my 3rd year. azza, wa and hanim helped out too. ramzi lambat sgt dtg.
hope they got some benefit.
ps. gud thing juniors tak bley bace this blog. hehe
yesterday
miscommunication
yesterday, asma' asked me to oversee her usrah group coz she couldn't make it so i went becoz i had nothing better to do anyway. rupa2nye it was her anak usrah's usrah session. she thot i was there to nazir the session. so i duduk je lah kat situ even though i was actually quite clueless. bagus lah adik2 nih. takpe, a tazkirahs are always welcome in any from they come in.
kesimpulannya, always get ur facts straight. to avoid embarrassment. then again, may be it was meant to be so that u can learn from the experience.
lap top problems
my laptop cannot get wireless. so ramzi's looking into it.
yesterday, asma' asked me to oversee her usrah group coz she couldn't make it so i went becoz i had nothing better to do anyway. rupa2nye it was her anak usrah's usrah session. she thot i was there to nazir the session. so i duduk je lah kat situ even though i was actually quite clueless. bagus lah adik2 nih. takpe, a tazkirahs are always welcome in any from they come in.
kesimpulannya, always get ur facts straight. to avoid embarrassment. then again, may be it was meant to be so that u can learn from the experience.
lap top problems
my laptop cannot get wireless. so ramzi's looking into it.
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