Journey of a DUMB Houseman

Based on my title, a lot of you will be thinking what journey am I talking about? Those who have worked here before will know what I'm exactly talking about. I'm talking about the new posting I've started, Paediatrics. Some of you will be thinking, alarr, paeds je pun. Rilek la brader. Sorry bro, it's not the same here. I've been hearing about the malignancy and the chronicity of the department since I've entered the hospital. I was never this scared in my life. You can feel the negative vibe by just taking the first step. Imagine getting scolded, nagged, and shouted at all the time. They don't speak to you. They shout at you. They see you as pesticides. As they were never a HO before. Like they became an MO right after birth. If I did something wrong, something stupid, scold me all you want. I did the mistake what, I'll accept it la. But nope, when you ask something or even present the case also marah. When ask also kene marah, when you don...

The end of one.... It was really satisfying when you passed your viva and completed your 4 months of work in a posting, yet it is so hard to leave. Tons of memories, experience and joy. O&G came to an end. After 4 months of struggle, finally completed the posting with good repo and marks. I started as a dumb person to being a not so bad HO la ah in O&G. From doing VE and not knowing what am I feeling , to passing on the knowledge and teaching the others how to do things in O&G. I wouldn’t lie that I actually do miss O&G from day one of leaving it. From the enviroment, to the people, to the little adrenaline rush. The happiness of hearing the baby crying upon their birth almost brought tears to my eyes when I delivered the first baby to delivering the last one. Imagine, having goosebumps while hearing Azan going on for Maghrib with a delivery of a child. And the father of the child hugs you thereafter and thank you for everything. Those moments stays with me fore...