A real job with its good and bad but yet fulfilling and energy draining at the same time. I learn that it's not a job per se but really a living.
A job is clock-in-clock-out, see a patient, diagnose, give treatment and say byebye.
A living is putting in emotions and a few words of comfort. Many a times, house officer can only do minimal (heck even the superiors) but to the patients, words of comfort or a little explaining are the utmost importance.
Sometimes I dont even know what am I explaining to the patients cause I am as confused as them with my bahasa Melayu/Sabah but a simple thank you from the patients convey that they actually only need to know that much. haha
At times I wonder, would I wanna serve elsewhere ie overseas in the future? Would I wanna work in a private sector? Then who will serve the common folks who depend on the government hospital?
Not bullshitting cos I dont need to on my own blog.. but this is me debating with my inner conscience.
Will this paragraph come and haunt me back one day?
Yes, I am still lost ..as I am 9 years ago circa post high school but I know.. I know things will fall into place.Still single (have to admit there are times I yearn for a soulmate, and regret on lost chances but oh well, still living and kicking :D annnddd very hopeful)
Some good ones, some crazy ones, some sad ones. All moment in time to cherish.
2012 is definitely better :))
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