TAGGING WEEK 1
Week 1 has bene tough. It wasn’t an easy ride. WHY? To get my fat ass up early. That was the main issue. 7am to 10pm (never on time to balik la). DAILY. That was tough. My routine basically was get up, bath, and get ready, eat and head to hospital. Come back from hospital, bath and sleep. REPEAT FOR 6 days. Nothing else. 1 st day tag and I was placed in the labour room. Imagine, knowing nothing and placed straight at the end part of the process. BUT, everyone was helpful. From the nurses to the consultants. Everyone was nice. Like super-duper nice. And they remember your names. They call you colleagues now. Heard someone calling “ Dr. Malvin, Dr. Malvin, tolong sat ”. And I was like, there’s someone else name Malvin as well in the same place. WOW! Got a pat on the shoulder, turned and the nurse was like, “Dr. Malvin, harap muke je handsome tapi pekak, meh tolong kak ” Then I realise one important thing. The game has switch sides. From playing a passive role in...