Sunday, April 29, 2012

Whats the point?

I have been getting a lot of these "whats the point" query regarding the Bersih 3.0 rally.

I went to the Kuching's rally wearing Yellow.

If you asked me what I get from this, well nothing much.

But I felt slightly satisfied that I have answered the question that I have been asking people, "if you are unhappy with this, what have you done?"

I can tell myself that I have done exercising my right to put forward my stand, whether heard or not is another matter.

My attendance in yellow is to let them know that, here you go,

a registered voter,

a tax payer,

one of the 3rd generation Malaysian,

is not entirely happy with the ELECTION.

I did not attend the rally in supporting Reformasi, Ubah, or Takbir.

I went as an educated, member of the society, that in good faith, the ruling government has failed to convince me that the election system we have in this country is fair.

A fair election is when my mother, my father, my aunties and my uncles, are all able to make an informed, and free choice of the leaders they want.

the leaders they respect.

the leaders that they think are taking care of them well.

A fair election is where both contesting sides are able to put forward their argument,

their principles,

their plans,

and what they have done to the people, equally.

A fair election is when you open the newspaper, you will see 3 pages covering the good deeds of the ruling government,

1 page covering their failures

and another 2 pages on what the opposition are doing for the people.

A fair election is when the people vote, they vote for Party A not because Party A give a new road,

new school, new drain, new bridge or even a new hospital.

They must be voting Party A despite knowing Party B would have done the same, and that Party A is doing that same job, better.

A fair election is when Civil Service understands that they are above the politics,

understands that Party A does not own the service.

And the service does not think that Party B is enemy of the state, out to crush our peaceful country.

A fair election is when the Police is not seen to be working for the Party A, or Party B.

An elected representative must be treated equally regardless of political leaning, and that when an elected representative is found guilty of a crime, must be treated as equal as with the treatment for, say me.

All these,

If I stayed at home, because I think that this does not make any difference,

then I think I have failed my country and society in educating me.

A rally, is to let the leaders know that, we, the people, are still there looking and looking.

We are not all just Yes Man, who listen to their speeches and press statements like god's scripture.

again, what's the point of the rally?

I am fighting for your right and space to argue with me freely. Because free election is the key for social justice.

for those who asked whats the point?

May i ask back:

1. Is our election system clean enough for you?

2. Is there any other way I can tell my election commission that they need to answer to the people rather than goverment of the day?

Sunday, April 22, 2012


One of my hobby unfortunately is to jalan jalan cari makan. The further i travel, the sweeter the plain water would taste. Typical of penang ppl i think.

In orthopedic, we have weekly visit to a nearby small hospital, whereby we do simple procedure in the small operation theatre so as to reduce the burden of operation theartres in the our main big hospital.

Serian is a small town located abt 80-90km out of kuching, i think. It takes me abt 50mins drive. Pleasant drive because you dont have much jam, straight road.

And the most enjoyable thing is that we dont have to repeat our routine life in the hospital for a change. Which i think is the nicest part.

Anyway, i think all doctors should take turns to make these visits to out of town hospitals because it gives you a sense of change. Not just dull same same thing everyday.

Anyhow, here's the pic of my favourite eating place in serian town and my finished product.

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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The Way

Housemanship. Recently, unstoppable, onslaught of attacks of opinions from many ppl.

ROUND dunno-how-many, FIGHT!
The victim: Junior doctors aka Houseofficers 
The victim: Senior doctors.
Referee: Ministry of health
Judge: Politicians
Stakeholders: Your mother, my mother, etc etc etc
We have come to yet another climax of ?discussion regarding this issue of housemanship.

The young doctors, me included, had joined the service less than 2 years, and from the way the story progresses so far, are projected as whiny fat kids who complained of mama giving them a red color icecream instead of the blue color icecream they wanted.

The senior doctors, my bosses mostly, who had been in the business for: Some 20 years, some 2year1mth: from the way the story progressess, all in agreement that they and their patients are victimised by the poor attitude, knowledge and skills of the untrainable, whiny, complaint-friendly kids.


The story of monkey, banana and ice water.

The 5 monkeys are locked in a cage, which a banana was hung from the ceiling with a ladder placed right underneath it.

Of course, immediately, one of the monkeys would race towards the ladder, intending to climb it and grab the banana. However, as soon as he would start to climb, the entire cage, with the other four monkeys were sprayed with ice cold water.

When a second monkey was about to climb the ladder, again, ice water was sprayed at the monkey and the same treatment to its four fellow inmates; likewise for the third climber and, if they were particularly persistent (or dumb), the fourth one. Then they would have learned their lesson: they were not going to climb the ladder again – banana or no banana.

Then, a new monkey would replace one of the monkeys. As can be expected, the new guy would spot the banana, think “why don’t these idiots go get it?!” and start climbing the ladder. Then, however, it got interesting: the other four monkeys, familiar with the cold-water treatment, would run towards the new guy – and beat him up. The new guy, blissfully unaware of the cold-water history, would get the message: no climbing up the ladder in this cage – banana or no banana.

When the cycle continues, with replacement of a second monkey with a new one, the events would repeat themselves – monkey runs towards the ladder; other monkeys beat him up; new monkey does not attempt to climb again – with one notable detail: the first new monkey, who had never received the cold-water treatment himself (and didn’t even know anything about it), would, with equal vigour and enthusiasm, join in the beating of the new guy on the block.

When the researcher replaced a third monkey, the same thing happened; likewise for the fourth until, eventually, all the monkeys had been replaced and none of the ones in the cage had any experience or knowledge of the cold-water treatment.

Then, a new monkey was introduced into the cage. It ran toward the ladder only to get beaten up by the others. Yet, this monkey turned around and asked “why do you beat me up when I try to get the banana?” The other four monkeys stopped, looked at each other slightly puzzled and, finally, shrugged their shoulders: “Don’t know. But that’s the way we do things around here”…


1. I dont know about the others especially the ones who complained, I am having a great time doing what I think I need to do in order for me to survive later.

2. I dont know if those  great senior doctors who felt so strongly that those complaints are uncalled for. Although most of them are not even within 200km from the complainee's hospital. Would that be called jump gun? Dont know la. What if one of the complaint were genuine that she was bullied kaukau? I mean i dont know so i have no comment.

3. I completely agree that if one is not in the mood to serve, one should not be a doc.

4. As the monkey story above, I dunno how valid is the discontentment among the monkeys who had never had the ice water treatment before, and start beating up the newer monkeys.

5. As i stated in the beginning of the post, the stakeholders are the people, but unfortunately, the judge is the politicians, who are notorious in making whatever decisions. 

Lets be rationale. Lets not be monkey hitting monkey because thats the way we do things around here. 

Academic inflation is hitting medical so hard that 5 years medical school is just to prepare the society to adapt to your change of name: to Doctor whatever.

Last time is for last time. I dont know the name of carpal bones and I passed medical school. I am so sorry.

I hope that if I am not adequately trained, someone will stop me, and train me properly so that I do not harm anyone's mother.

Saturday, April 14, 2012


I wouldnt say that I was super surprised to have read the news about yet, another colleague houseman who ?committed suicide at work.

The thing about other people's life is that you, will never know everything about another person.

Especially a Dr.

We choose what type of character and stories to tell, the kind of personalities to portray.

Shouting, scolding, belittling. Well, basically we have to deal with angry ppl  at times  all the times.

But sometimes we also got angry what...angry at ppk, angry at other houseman, angry at waiters, thiefs, rapist, etc etc.

We got angry because at that point in time, getting angry is the way to react and cope with the situation.

Honestly, I hold no grudges to any of my bosses, for shouting at me.

Who la in this world doesnt want to be Mr Nice Guy?

Or at least to be seen as Mr Nice Guy.

It is all because of this shit called Work.

I have said these two lines about ONE THOUSAND TIMES already.

Work by definition is undesirable.

Laziness is the default mode of human.

So why are we then get too affected?

The diagnosis is Victimitis - an metapsychological state of a person when he/her thinks that he has been victimised by the whole wide world.

Bosses felt victimised.

HOs felt victimised.

The Faber fella also felt victimised.

I feel victimised everyday 

- Why my father is not Sultan Brunei!? Why?


I try to tell myself everyday, that to make me a better person, to make everyone else have a better life, settle my own shit la.

If you dont want to do it, dont expect others to do it la. Unless it should be done by the others because you cannot do it.

Send blood, send rice, trace this trace that. Do only la. Not to say i am very busy.

If I catch someone do a mistake, i tell the fella la. 

Not to say I never do mistakes. (Prolly more bigger in size, and frequency than anyone in SGH)

If all of us just do our jobs, and generous in lending our relatively free hands to others, working place is so much more non-commitsuicideable. 

We got relatively higher pay, higher class job, sufficient social status.

- Happiness is not all about the position where you are standing now, it is more about the direction in which you choose to look. (tukar from the line about success, cant remember liau used to have a poster about that. lol )

May all houseman;

stomach in

chest out

chin up

in getting through each and every day. 

If sad contact me. I got a lot of teka teki.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Everyone is a little bit weird

Dont you agree?

I recently semakin feel the truth in it.

I would like to think that I am normal.

But no doubt there will be others who sometimes/always find that the things I do is weird.


Jogging to work?

Oh well.

The same feeling I have to certain things the others do.

Like....going after a girl who are not in the market?

To me thats weird.

Ha ha ha ha.

I think there should be an acceptable range of weirdity (?such word) allowed within social circle.

But the most important thing is;

Always leave some rooms for the other side to respond in the most unweird manner.


- I am. Weird. anyway. (But i dont mean that i am goin after an attached girl)

PS: A famous saying from ancient Sudanese proverb:

Going after someone's wife: you make enemy with one man.

Going after a single woman, you make enemies with entire manhood.


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

I was funnier

I read back some of my post a few years back.

Wah i have been blogging for 5 years plus.


Started off this blog for entertainment purposes, because life in UK for a non-fluent-English speaker was really bored.

I kept missing lectures, dont know what i am doing etc.

So, started a blog to crap and make myself happier.

2006, started first some random writings in, the changed to blogspot.

Total posts I think about 800 posts.

I think there was a time when I was really so bored till i read politics, until i write some posts so serious one.

Anyhow, i randomly chose some posts to read, and this in particular, amuses me.

January 2007:

walaupun ini sounds very cocky..

i am off to london this weekend. Mourinho called me to ask me to meet him in Stamford bridge. Chelsea has finally signed a new left winger.

Choon Seong Ang, 22, snapped on free transfer, is widely regarded as the best left winger in his generation. His pin-point crossing is rivalled only by beckham, speed of light run roaming the left flank, entertaining piece of footwork, with thunderous left foot drive and superb aerial ability, and his killer pass, which splitted the defence into protons and electrons, certainly reminds of the days of zidane. Top class player, he can play in any position in the field including the crowd steward.

Have a good weekend guys.

So random. Hahaha. The old Ang is really funny.

Wednesday, April 04, 2012


We owe all our patients explanation, for everything.

They do not understand why they are sick.

They do not understand how they got sick.

They do not understand how they will get better.

In the job of a houseman, unfortunately I must admit, explanations form the last priority in our list of jobs.

Reasons are simple:

1. Patients we are dealing with, are subscribers of doctor-centric approach. We are not questioned, almost always never.

2. Our superiors are not particular in terms of the patient's understanding. They themselves did not put it high in their list.

3. We have just, too many other side jobs to be done. For example: taking and sending bloods to lab, tracing the clinic cards, getting the patient's scan date, etc etc, which are all new additions to the jobs of the current houseman. Explaning why we are doing this and doing that, and really check their understanding would just take too much time away, please be realistic and agree with me on that.

4, We have too shallow of knowledge to understand the problem, to be able to explain it well. This is saddening.

I think the most important treatment of any non-communicable disease is explanation.

Ask 10 diabetic patients about their conditions.

Maybe 3 can answer you correctly.

Other 2 can give you some vague idea.

Remaining 5 are just clueless.

With this premise, i think there is no reason why we should not put 50% of our resources into explanation,ie patient education.

If the diabetic patients really understands the conditions, understands the need for control, understands how to control the sugar,

Orthopedic would be such a great place to be.

I love ortho, I hate diabetic complications which orthopedic have to deal with.

I have a lot of photos of diabetic foot, but i think, this is not a good place to share it.

All in all, if you can read this, i think you should try googling all the facts regarding the condition that your mum or dad has, and try examine their understandings.

If they failed, get a doctor friend to settle that.