Saturday, September 28, 2013

Beautiful doom.


Everyday while waiting for the bus, I pray silently that I'll get a nice consultant or registrar to shadow during ward round or antenatal care clinic.  A nice doctor who actually teaches me. It is not that I want to be spoon-fed or anything  but at least answer me if I ask them questions. Hello, I'm a medical student here, can you at least introduce me to the patient when they walk into your clinic and not letting me feel awkward and krikk krikkk at one corner in your clinic? Too much to ask? As far as I can remember in my medical ethics lectures, it is the doctor's job to do that,anyway. 

Luckily these past few days I was with this one registrar who really 'pushed' me to a level which I don't even know I can actually do that. 4 hours with him in his antenatal care clinic and 1 hour ward round were my best 5 hours as a medical student so far. I'm not exaggerating.

"Hi, my name is F, and this is S a student doctor here. She is the one who will be answering all your questions today. If you have any questions, do ask her."

Patients did ask me a whole lot of questions. They asked from A to Z about their condition. I was sweating like tuuuttt and Dr.F was just standing in one corner as if he's the student doctor now not me. Sometimes, he gave me signals if my answer was wrong by giving his you-are-so-gonna-fail-you-osce face expression especially when it's related to management.

The last patient was the most difficult one. She was so anxious about her unplanned pregnancy. She asked me if she can choose to do c-section instead of spontaneous vaginal delivery. I was krikkk krikkk for a few minutes and looked at Dr.F for help. He looked at me while giving his you-answer-that-young-lady-or-you-die face. Damn. 

Anyway, thanks Dr.F. You made me think that I actually love medicine. 

Well, not to keep you boring with my obs and gynae story, here are some pictures from one of my favourite place to walk alone in Dublin. Temple Bar.











rasa nak beli semua benda kat kedai ni. 




Burger bakar versi Ireland.heh.







have a nice weekend.







Saturday, September 21, 2013

Noob

There are two types of people when it comes to gadget. First, those people who are so annoyingly obsessed with their own gadgets and need to tell the world what their gadgets can do and how it freaking controls their lives. Second, those people who don't really care whatever gadgets that samseng and rambutan company are selling now. I definitely one of those people in the second group. I don't even know about ios 7 until I accidentally updated it during a ward round. I know some people are complaining it takes them up to 4 hours to update it. Well, it only took one ward round for me.heh.
Recently I just got a new gear from my med school and being me I'm always a noob when it comes to technology. For some reasons getting a new laptop for free is not as excited as getting a new pair of shoes. Bimbo! Heeeee.

"I heard you guys get a Macbook air this year?"
"Oh yeah."
"Is it lion?"
" haaa? No it's a laptop."
and the doctor just walked away. Noob. No, I mean I'm the noob here. I just knew how lion and macbook are actually related. Noob nabilah noob!!!

Anyway, I'm in my obs and gynae rotation which is painfully busy. It is the busiest rotation evahh! I have to be in hospital from 8 or sometimes 7 a.m until 5 or sometimes 7 p.m. During the labour week some of us might need to stay from 7p.m to 7 a.m even on saturday, mind you. ( so kids, think again if you want to be a doctor or not. Tak payah cakap la pasal interns. Lagi teruk) It always makes me wonder why does God create so many diseases to us, women? -.-' From the start of pregnancy we have hyperemesis, heartburn,fatigue or even depression. Towards the end we have pre-eclampsia, gestational diabetes, preterm premature rupture of membrane to name a few. During labour we have other complications. Not to mention post partum diseases especially post partum haemorrhage. Don't even start about gynaecological problems. 
Well, I think we, women are the strongest creatures that God ever created. We should take pride in that,right, women?


Have a good Sunday everyone.

Well this is how my weekend so far,



Because as a noob one laptop is not enough. -.-' 






And oh I miss Malaysia. 

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Transparent

Some kind of bacteria or common flu virus are having a campfire party inside my lungs now. Heck, it has been two weeks now. I'm not sure if it is a real sickness or it is just an emotion-related sickness since I had this before just a week before going back to Dublin last year...and a year before that too.

Once, I decided not to be too transparent in term of my feelings in my blog, you know, write about my sadness and hormonal talking etc. Today, I can't help it. People keep giving me false hopes and bad news. I don't know what to expect. I don't want to give myself negative vibes but I can feel it's gonna be a hard year for me. If and only if people can be more responsible and considerate and stop giving false hope to me...I would be such a happy kid in Dublin. Oh well, 'if' is such a cruel word there is.


The only thing that can make me at lease stop adding wrinkles on my forehead is getting a Macbook Air from my med school. A new gear.  We are a bunch of spoiled medical students. Oh well...


Allah, permudahkanlah.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

I miss you, girlfriends!

"and this is how we fix the window..."


"I told you, I don't like K-pop!"




Back to harsh, cold reality in 2 days.

Please Dublin treat me nicely.

4th year, bring it on!

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

A solo traveler.

I almost forgot about my experience travelling alone in Amsterdam, Budapest and Edinburgh until one of my cousins brought up the story. All my uncles and aunties asked me all sorts of questions. For them, I'm always a fragile girl and can't do anything on my own. -.-' I told them some of my friends had traveled around Europe and South Africa alone. What I did was just a pinch of  it and one day I want to travel to North America alone. Then, one of my cousins said, "Dah laki kau nanti kau nak tinggal mana ?"  and that question was left hanging in the air. I can hear glass cracking sound effect in my head. heh.



Day 2 in Netherlands. ( a continuation from this post Day 1)

A day before I went to Amsterdam I googled 'things to do in Amsterdam'. I found one website showing 20 unconventional things to do and one of them was jogging along the canals in Amsterdam. I thought it's a good and healthy idea. So, I brought my trainers with me. After subuh, around 7.00 a.m I went out to run ( as expected, I ended up walking). It was so nice and apparently not so unconventional things to do  because many other travelers decided to run too. The road was so clear you can do gangnam style dance without getting hit by a car or tram.
See! No cars or bicycles and it was 7:30 a.m.

There are still 200 houseboats in Amsterdam. The waterlines here are filled with houseboats forcing the city council to adopt policy limiting the number of houseboats. There are many nice houseboats hotels around Amsterdam if you are up for it. 
This is the last canal before I ran back to my hotel because I was so hungry. If you look up, most of the buildings here have gables and hooks and they are not there just for decoration. Since the stairs are very steep in every building, people here use hooks to enable them bring in furniture or large items into the buildings. The church in the picture above is the oldest church in Amsterdam. I ran with a Dutch. He told me this stuff. I won't look up to see gables and hooks if he didn't ask me to. Seriously, who wants to look up while running with a good looking Dutch man? Heh.

Next, breakfast time. 

I went out again for a half-day tour to Zaanse-Schans, Marken and Volendam. I booked the tour online. It is easier and safer to book online because sometimes the tour bus could be fully booked and it is safer because you don't have to bring a lot of cash with you. Plus, you can plan your itinerary earlier. I can be a very hardcore planner. So, I booked all the tours online including hop-on and hop-off bus and cruise ticket. You know the places you want to go and things you want to do beforehand. For a solo traveler it is actually so much easier and safer to book everything online.

Anyway, Zaanse-Schans is a countryside and it is only 20 minutes away from Amsterdam. It is a small village along Zaan river and famous with its tidy green houses and working windmills. It is just 20 minutes away from Amsterdam but the landscape is totally different. I can smell Milo in the air because of the chocolate factories there. Swans and ducks in the river and pretty windmills along the river gave me the picture of what it must have been like. I'm not a big city person, so I fell in love with Zaanse-Schans instantly. Plus, the weather, Mashaallah, was so nice and sunny that day.

It used to be a working windmill and now it is a house! 
A family is actually living in this windmill. 


 Every house owns a boat. 
I had to tebalkan muka and asked a random people to take my photo.



Our tourist guide. She comes from Columbia and now married to a Dutch man. I'm a huge fan of Modern Family series. She reminded me of Gloria (Sofia Vergara) because of her accents.

The first supermarket in Amsterdam.

Just like those houses I used to draw when I was a kid in kindergarten.

Some of the houses here were literally moved from another places just to preserve Dutch architectural heritage. 




 All of the windmills here are industrial windmills which means they are not used to pump water or generate energy.




 It was so awkward because more than 10 people were watching me. Well, they were actually waiting to take my spot to take photo of themselves too. -.-'


Then, we headed to another village to see how wooden clogs are made. The Dutch have been wearing the wooden clogs or they call it klompen long time ago to protect their feet and keep them dry. 








Free clog making demonstration by this pakcik. 

Nothing much to see here other than the clogs. We spent less than one hour here before heading to Volendam where you could find all the Ducth cliches like wooden shoes (again), traditional costumes and my favorite, the cheese factory called Cheese Factory Volendam. One of the locals told me, if you come to Holland but you don't visit Volendam, your life is not complete. He just wanted to say that Volendam is a must visit place. over tau pakcik tu sampai hidup tak sempurna gitu. haha. 
 Volendam is a fisherman village which is best explored by walking. You can walk between the houses here that compete for a trophy for the best window decoration. I was told that they have that competition every year here. So cute! How I wish we could have windows like this in Malaysia. Thanks to ugly window grilles we have in Malaysia!






My favorite place of all. I can live in this cheese factory. I tried all kinds of cheese until I burped and it smelled like cheese. They have free demonstration on how they make cheese here. They said, making cheese is not just a process, but it is an art. Well, when you think again, it is an art. It starts as milk then, after a few processes it becomes a tasty slice on your bread.See,it is an art. Get it? No? Me too. 


I bought a few slices of cheese here and ate them while watching movies in my hotel room later that night. Some women prefer chocolate, I prefer cheese. 







A house here worth 1.5 millions euro. You know, in case, you want to buy a house here.


After that, I went back to Amsterdam and.... I'm too lazy to continue writing about it. Till then. Chow! 



P.s : While writing this, I'm eating buah durian belanda. I totally forgot what we call it in English, so I asked my dad and he said Dutch durian. Fair enough.  -.-' It's soursop!

Friday, August 23, 2013

Coffee withdrawal

I used to take coffee every morning as much as I admit I'm a morning person. I love having coffee at any nice cafes with my friends and a slice of victoria sandwich with it would be perfect but believe it or not I never like its taste on my toungue.I love cafes more than coffee. heh.I just need the caffeine and a good catch up with friends at any coffee shops and of course it works as the eyes opener. So, if I'm not going to hospital, no friends to hang out and nothing to study ( which is impossible in Dublin), I would rather not take coffee at all. My hate-love relationship with coffee is so complicated. Since I started my summer holiday, I only took coffee less than 4 times. Man, the withdrawal effects are crayyyyyzy. My sister asked me to drink fresh fruit juice instead of caffeine everytime the 'coffee satan' try to possess me. It's good for our health and skin too. The withdrawal effects are still there but it's getting better  until yesterday. I was so stressed with my wedding preparation and I cheated by drinking one cup of ice blended mocha ( I blended it using my juice maker. What a felony!). You see, I have to plan it now since I'm not going to be in Malaysia for the next 10 months and only come back a few weeks before the wedding. Being a good procrastinator, I just started to contact wedding planner last week and oh boy, wedding is a serious business! Now, the workload is piling up and just like that I took coffee again yesterday. When I woke up this morning, I felt awful and hello,withdrawal effects! Damn. Do you know caffeine withdrawal now is considered as a mental illness? Yesh, a mental illness. Whatever.

I should be packing now. I have a flight to catch in a few hours. I'm going to KL to settle a few wedding things. I used to be excited but all I'm feeling now>>> nauseous!



Can't wait for my little getaway to Penang  on Merdeka Day, though. 

Wedding. It's starting to take its toll on me.