My Teacher, Then My Patient, Then My Teacher Again

Nothing touched me so much compared to this.

One fine day, my brother rang me up, told me that a patient had handed a note to him mistakenly, (as we share same surname). It was a small piece or parchment, apparent scribbled in a hurry. Each and every words were misaligned. After reading the note, there was a warmness spreading from the heart. Thus my tiredness bubbles. At least I know there is love in this world.

Read on for the content of the note:


Sometimes, a word of gratitude is more valuable than expensive gifts. His gratitude lights up the healing heart of mine.

Working is fun, all along.

A Different Perspective

Staying grounded for too long for me, is not good.

Sometimes, I need to fly. Above the ground more than 30,000 feet. Then you will understand what is perspective. I like the clouds beneath my feet. The sky, bluest of the blue, melt with the horizon. The lush green of the forest, dotted with buildings, and the river snakes around to reach the open sea. The sea, seems to be permanently marked by the ripples, and the ship frozen over the blue sea.

That is the way with life. Problems seems magnified when we look at it heads on. When we stand at a different perspective, sometimes the solutions seems to be the there in front of our eyes.

I just love flying.

Reflections: Medical Posting

Four months had passed, just in a blink of eye.

I had completed my first rotation in Medicine posting. It seems like yesterday, a fresh grad, half trembling, half confused, make his steps into this biggest hospital in the biggest state of Peninsular. Countless of sleepless night, exhaustions beyond words, pressure from superiors, ragging from peers, finally, yes finally I reached the end of the steps.

I learned a lot. Stuffs that I don't learn throughout schooling years. Stuff like interpersonal relationship, teamwork, overtime, and overwork. Not that I am not expecting all this to come, but the culture shock it gave to me. If I wasn't strong enough, I would have been a total failure. I would not be considered bragging when I said I am excelling in Medical posting. Most of the supervisors gave me an approving nod. (some even going to the stage to extend me so to help them out with work) I think to summarize it all, hardworking and honesty are the values that everyone values.


Next, I am going into Obstetric and Gynaecology. Hope I still have the passion to go on. I just love this job.

A Tale of Resurection

Today miracle happen to me.

After more than 30 resuscitations, today I am able to revive a patient, after he went into asystole.

He is a 70 year-old Malay, came in with congestive heart failure, very poor ejection fraction, and came in with fluid overload. He had pitting oedema up to knee, shortness of breath and congested lungs.

Initially, he was well. After going to toilet, his son rushed to me, when I was taking blood for another patient. He had fainted in the toilet. He fell squarely behind the toilet door, obstructing the only way out. Fifteen minutes passed of struggling to moved him away from the door. When I able to get to him, he was already unresponsive. No pulse. My adrenaline gets into action.

Immediately he was pushed into the acute bed. Cardiac monitoring put on. Flat line, no pulse. Barely any effective breathing activity. CPR started. After about 3 minutes, he regain pulse, with an extremely bradycardic pulse that is. Medication to increase blood pressure started. Blood pressure maintained. He was intubated and ventilated.

It is not all lost hope when the patient went into asystole (or not heart beat). But the chances that we are dealing is pretty slim. For an average Joe with no medical complication, the chances or revival is about 15%. However, the percentage dropped to almost 0 if the patient is having multiple medical illness. On top of that, the patient after being revived, requires intubation, ventilation, Intensive Care Unit admission and nontheless complications to multiple organs. That is why we always take into consideration patient's wishes for resuscitation and family views with regards of this matter. Sometimes, it is not prolonging the life, but prolonging death.

Think about it.