Salam and good morning everybunny in ground holes,
Berdebu, berhabuk dan bersawang dah blog ni. Boleh dpt multiple trigger wheeze atau asthma ni.
This is my story.
I have just entered a new posting for this fifth year. It is senior paediatric posting. A legendary posting that every senior have passed down many stories to us. My friend that had pass this posting also tells different kind of grim, ruthless stories about it.
Now im here to experience it myself.
First day was okay. It was great actually. We are anticipating this posting so much since the beginning of fifth year. Lecturer who was told to be very strict and fierce is very kind on that day.
Second day, some of us had make some mistakes.
On 3rd day, we were scolded to our bones. It was 2 hours of gloomiest awkward, cringing situation. We were force to admit our mistakes. At the end, some of us admitted their mistakes. Me? No. Im just too coward to defend myself. Even i didnt do wrong. That was my thought.
My mind was full of why and if. If only we know what will happened we will be very very like VERY meticulous in what we are doing. We will make sure our comrades do their job so we will not be scolded together. If we just asking and confirming many times regarding our jobscope and tasks, these wouldnt happen. I became emotionally upset, i blame those who did wrong. I punished them by not talking to them for a whole day.
However, ifs are words of despair that you shouldnt keep.
When i was alone, i thought about it more. I became more angrier, cried and even laughed. All bipolar symptoms emerged. (Or is it disorganize behaviour?) I blame them more and more. I am regretting more and more.
But.
Suddenly, a thought strikes me.
The lecturers did it for us. For our future.
For us to be a responsible later in our life. It was not really a big issue, but they make it a chaos so later we will be careful in our every actions. Even on little tiny minute things.
Our jobs will involved other people lives. They didnt want us to be ignorant and irresponsible towards our jobs.
Plus when one of our comrades did wrong a whole group will be mark as also at fault. Why? They want us to be a good teammates. When other did wrongly, correct them right away. Not just look at them and laugh at how silly they done it.
No. We have to work as a team. Try completing our job ourselves but also make sure that everyone can do their job too. Give a helping hand when needed. So the patient life wouldnt be jeopardize.
Now i understand. They didnt hate us. If not why would they become a lecturer. An educator. A teacher. It was really for us. Really.
Minggu pertama yang banyak pengajaran. Rasa macam dah ada MDD setiap hari. Dah lengkap semua kriteria. Makan pon sekali sehari. Mmg legend. Haha boleh kurus kalau setiap minggu macam ni.
Thats all for my new year post... waaaa dah tahun 2016. Lagi 6 bulan exam final aka professional 3 exam. Cuak...
My new year resolutions?
I will think about that later. Haha its too much and couldnt fit in one entry.
Nevertheless, anyone who read this post please pray for us. Pray that we will be the best. The toughest. The kindest. The warmest. The best doctors in future. Doctors that people will believe in. To trust in. InshaAllah.
Wassalam.
