Major distraction

Sometimes, well most of the time I always thought that I'm having some disease that apparently haven't been discovered yet. Sometimes I even came to some weird diagnosis that I made myself which obviously not accurate at all. Name various diseases from common infection, systemic and tumors (oh and not to mention cancers) are some of the diseases which I thought that I might be suffering from.

I guess me myself is twisted after all. Whenever I think of those stuff I'll eventually think of my death day. About how will my last hours be. Would I be in severe pain that everything doesn't matter anymore or when the time comes I might be sleeping soundly like a baby or maybe I'll go coma then pass away. Twisted, I know. That's why I said that I might be suffering from something.

Who knows it might not be as twisted as you think. Maybe it's just me and my curious mind. Maybe I'm preparing for the worst which (might be) yet come. I can't just hope for only butterflies and rainbows to happen all the time. Life is full of both sad and happy things. Or maybe I'm just too messed up with this medical studies and reached the climax where I'm going cuckoo at some point.

Hmm. That's what I do. I think a lot. Very much. Most of the time I just keep the thoughts to myself. There are times where it even made my head feels like exploding. For centuries I told myself not to keep this weird habit but unfortunately I just can't let this one precious bad habit go. I've been thinking that maybe I need some distractions. Preferably distractions that can bring major impact. Things that can keep me off my twisted mind for a while.

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What would you do?

I'm so in love with Castle. First of all because of Castle's fun and childish character (well not to mention that he has a very nice house and pretty cool stuffs like the light saber and the laser tag thingy and the Ferrari!) and second of all because of the pretty detective Kate Beckett! Omg she's sooooo pretty I just can't resist not to stare at her the whole time I'm watching Castle.

Regarding the title it's actually 'What would you do if you won a million dollars?'. But of course in Islam we are prohibited to such thing as playing the lottery and gambling so I just want to change the question to 'What would you do if you receive a million dollars?'. Let's just say that you gain the money in a good way not in bad way like stealing or bullying and etc.

If I were to have a million dollars, I would buy a house by the beach so that I can see the sunset everyday. Something like the one in the Full House (Korean drama if you don't know what I'm referring to). But preferably a bigger house to put my whole family. And big enough so that it would be a perfect accommodation for raya and all family gathering stuff. I'd love to decorate the house the way that I want it to be. Well the rooms I'll just leave it to each of my family members to deal with.

I'll make sure that most of the furnitures and households are from IKEA. I'm not the kind of person who would go for something traditional so there's no such thing as Balinese or Javanese concept and etc. Personally, the very first section that I would want to set up is the kitchen. It's the heart of the house! I'll make sure that my kitchen has everything that it needs to function at the maximum expectation. This would be fun!

Oh, the rest of the section can wait. If I'm lazy enough, I would just ask my private interior designer a.k.a. my respectful Mom to have a thought about it. She's one of a kind; the one who would know where and when to change the position of the furnitures and moves the furnitures by herself. She's a SuperMom! Hehe.

Wow, these thoughts made me go crazy already. I even forgot to think what to do with the rest of the money. Lol! I'll continue working on my list later. Need to daydream about my dream house. Bye.

The beginning

Day one in Dermatology department was quite challenging if you asked me. We were scheduled to go to the Pusat Latihan Kusta Nasional which located 40 minutes away from my home. As usual, they asked us to be there by 7.30 a.m. but the event only started at around 9 a.m. What made it challenging was because we needed to lend our eyes and ears to hear and absorb the talk (or should I say lecture) about Morbus Hansen or Leprae or common people know it as kusta. Luckily they did provide us with brunch, lunch and high tea. Food brings joy to people you know:)

Anyway, I'm not going to blab about that. It's about something else. Something which can't be separated from girls, women or shall I say ladies. It's about fashion. I've been developing this kind of habit of stalking hijab fashion bloggers since ages and ages before. (I'm just too shy to admit it) I guess I don't need to list the fashionistas because I bet their names are all over the internet. Even if I'm going to make a list, it'll be like a million foot long. Everyone will end up sighing and worst yet, never want to read my blog ever again. Well I hope not.

I've been admiring those girls who wear pretty dresses, gorgeous shoes, handbags and all those stuff but still they manage to put on their hijab elegantly. They way they can mix and match the clothings and accessories made me envy every bit of their life. They are beautiful and confident people. And most of all, they look pretty all the time!

Hmm. God how I wish I could be like them.

Pretty perfect

Before we jump to the post title, I just want to mention that I love Wikipedia regardless how unreliable it is. They use simple words so that for people like me it kind of making it easier to digest whatever they're trying to explain. Because you know medical books make me dizzy sometimes (well, most of the time when I tried to read it actually). And of course it comes with a big but; BUT I do still read other references so don't worry because no matter how much I love reading Wikipedia, I won't believe 100% what they say until I found reliable resources to support their explanation. Okay, full stop and let's go to our main topic.

So, it was the freakin Friday! And who doesn't love a Friday, right?! I spent my precious Friday by watching the sunset. Hehe. It may sound a bit cheesy but seriously, if you haven't tried it just give it a chance. It won't be as cheesy as you think. For me, I haven't watched he sunset for like centuries (exaggerating part). Well, I've been in Paediatrics department and then I got busy and the there's no more sunset time for me:(

Okay okay, I'll stop whining and let's just admire this one beautiful picture of the sunset. Hmm. How soothing right?

Look! The sun is setting already!
Well I haven't had any decent dinner ever since Paediatrics department ended. So I guess why not now. I just assumed that it was a victory dinner as I've successfully ended those 10 tiring weeks.
There's the food! I decided to try out the barbecue set. It's the first time for me to get to eat with wok on the dining table! (so kampung, I know). Sadly, the fire on the stove didn't seemed to stay put. We needed to call the waitress several times to light it up again.
Other than that it was fine. Just take a look at our fat and sleepy faces! Haha.

down the drain

So, I've finished with my Paediatrics examination = freedom!!:) However, let me share with you what I've been through all those days and months in this particular department.

First of all, I always thought that things will get better whenever Friday shows up. As usual, I love Friday. Friday means a happy face for me. But just so you know, here in this department, Friday doesn't mean anything. It's just another boring day just like Monday or Tuesday or Wednesday and so on and so forth.

And on my fourth week, I needed to stay in this hospital below which located outside of Makassar. Did I mentioned I need to glue my butt in this hospital for one whole week? Yes, that's the main point.

Well at least they provide us with a (not so) decent bed. Right?! (Both Anis and I had a chronic back pain since our first night sleeping in it)

This is Anis' stuffs. Yes, pink is her lover. She even carried her toothbrush every where even when she needed to follow up her patients. Haha. Just kidding.

Vandalism. Enough said. But ma, you don't have to worry because neither of us engraved our names on any of the furnitures in the hospital. We do still have our sanity intact.

So during weekdays (when the polyclinic is open) one of us needed to sit on that long bench and do the usual stuff (blood pressure, pulse rate, breathing rate, temperature and a wee bit of history taking). Same old boring stuff.

Whenever there's a baby delivered by storks (I mean seriously?), the nurses will alert both of us and therefore we need to walk to the other side of the hospital to evaluate the tiny creature with what they called Apgar score.

Sometimes, I thought how lame my life was. If you're trying to peek through my phone there'll only be medical pictures and tables like this one above. Sorry to break your heart but you can't get anything more than that. Oh, except for this one above. This was the very first day of my Perinatology subdivision (8 days and 7 nights in the NICU) where I got to be the class leader for the whole week. I kept this picture to see the difference before and after I finished with peri. I'm supposed to put up the 'after' picture but sadly, it was extremely hideous. Trust me. Hmm. I still miss my own me.

Here's my poor baby. I almost (almost but not yet) cried because the parent's were so poor that they can't even provide clothes and blanket for the baby. I needed to steal some of the other baby's formula milk to feed him. He's sick but because the father can't afford to pay any more so he was brought home after only 4 days in the NICU. I have no idea what will happen to him. I'm just hoping that he'll be fine.

In the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) each of us needed to take care of one babies. However, since I was the God-knows-how-I-can't-be-a-leader leader plus because nobody listen to whatever I said, I needed to take care of 2 babies at the same time. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating about how hard to take care of 2 babies at the same time. Fine. But it is tough! I had no idea how much patience should I gain before being able to raise my own baby. But it's still a very long way to go. Let's just skip that part.

Anyway, I'm done with it! Bye Bye Paediatrics Department. :)