Mari kita lihat mahasiswa PMC beraksi dalam persembahan LAN mereka...
First - I missed that group. Pity me.
2. A short film. Check the whole movie here:
//Consequences...
3rd - If I'm not mistaken, its Hafizah's group. It was about our Education System. Cool...
// 3 naughty girls. Introducing... from the left - Arini, Zulaikha, and Fadhilah. Now where's Nurainee ? Heh lupa, I think she was writing names on the blackboard (well you know the drill, right?). Hmmm... I wonder whether they were that naughty oopps hyperactive back in high school... hahaha...
// Seriously, it was hilarous. Even Mujed laughed!
// Here comes Great Teacher Hajar Marlina. She brought shock and awe to the class!
// Yes, this is how Surgery should be taught... with rotan!
// Next, the Kamarul's group. Hats off!
// Trio for choir. My god, it is really like the real choir... Joy to the world... the lord has come...
// From left - Rentap, Leftenan Adnan, dan Tunku Abdul Rahman
Selamat Hari Guru. Dari Alif Ba Ta, A B C, 1 2 3... sampailah tahu apa itu Glucagon-like-peptide 1 (GLP 1).
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Hmmm... 2020 is not that far away. I should be in the mid 30s by then (kalau panjang umur - only Allah knows). Now, it seems the cost of living escalates quite rapidly, therefore stripping away your purchasing power. RM10 ten years ago could go along waaaayyyy.... unlike today - even the freaking fresh cow milk cost more than RM4 per litre. What the heck?
Why I mention about this? The future is still uncertain. And all of us fear of uncertainty. Just like death. Even the Prophet said that the most successful person is one who did alot of preps before the one-way trip to the afterlife. Yup, death is inevitable. Everyone would go thru it. Those who are waiting in line, more often than not will stumble upon a couple of them. My first encounter was my grandma, ten years ago. Then, my neighbour, died of MVAs at such a young, really young and happy and full of beans! Such a destiny... heh not to mention nearly 4 years ago when I had a premonition - palpitations, adrenaline rush, peluh dingin etc. Truly a moment to remember.
Allrite, enough about this. Actually I wanted to touch on savings for your little brother or sister. Well, let's face the fact. 20 years down the road, nobody can guarantee that your parents will be alive, right? Say, you're the eldest, and the youngest is still in the primary school - 6 years old maybe? Fast forward 10 years. He's going for SPM (or whatever high school certs at time 2020). Then uni. Overseas? Local? Which course? On scholarship? Self-sponsored? Haaa... kena banyak benar soalannya. Hence, it has to begin now. Hmmm... at least adalah sikit berapa-berapa a month should then, right? Save it in the KOPP fund or something equivalent... you just need to shop around. Or at least, the blue BSN bank or Bank Pertanian is still around.
Hmmm... what the future holds for him? Sediakan payung sebelum hujan.
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Tiba-tiba rindu Dublin dan isinya.
// Glen Hansard - Falling Slowly
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Nakbah. Palestin. Sememangnya meremang bulu roma tengkuk bila merenung kembali parut yang takkan sembuh ini.
Heh, mereka memang musuh. Kalau photojournalist pun ditembaknya, orang awam tak perlu cerita lagi. Thanks to America for funding billions of dollars. Thanks to lobbyists. Thanks to the voters who voted them. Thanks to the impotent Arab league...
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Palliative care is kinda cool. IMHO, it is like 'borrowed' heaven (heh ada bunyi The Corrs). Hmmm... doing elective in Palliative Care?
3 minggu lepas, Ustaz Sobri menyampaikan khutbah Jumaat di Masjid Negeri - selalunya aku datang situ sebab penghawa dinginnya kuat, jadi mewujudkan suasana kondusif untuk berehat ie. tidur. Baiklah, berbalik kepada khutbah Jumaat beliau.
Intipatinya, sewaktu di hari akhirat kelak, kita akan ditanya empat soalan cepumas. Cara ditanya itu (OSCE, long case, MCQ, EMQ, essay atau viva), hanya Allah saja yang berhak. Namun, yang pastinya kita tidak boleh menipu - segala bukti telah pun Allah sendiri yang simpan.
Soalan pertama; Umur yang diberi, ke mana kamu luangkan?
Soalan kedua: Harta yang kamu dapat, dari mana kamu dapat, dan ke mana kamu belanjakan?
Soalan ketiga: Kesihatan yang kamu nikmati, ke mana kamu gunakan?
Soalan keempat: Ilmu yang kamu pelajari, ke mana kamu aplikasikan?
Sesungguhnya, mati tidak pernah mungkir, hanya kita saja.
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Currently my inbox's unreads are reaching 2000++. Thanks to spam. Haha. Spam is one thing. Phishing (did ebay or your bank email you?) is another. False linking (it says free gifts but end up at xxxxgraphy)? Million dollar scheme? Letter asking for help from Central Bank of Africa? Jokes? Empat X graphy? Chain email? Hmmm...
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Penang 2
//Selain belajar di PMC, saya juga ada syarikat sendiri, yang membekalkan barang-barang kebersihan - tisu, sabun, cecair cucian lantai, sabun basuh pinggan. Haha kaya aku!
//Yang ini bukan di Pulau Pinang, tapi di Merbok. Arif Hikmat. Dulu rendah saja, sekarang mengalahkan aku.
Selamat Hari Ibu kepada ibu-ibu. Seharusnya hari-hari adalah hari ibu, bukan?
Hmm... Lagu ini memang bikin saya berair mata... lagi-lagi kalau ada jumpa pesakit yang sebaya dengan ibu.
Akhirul kalam, jangan lupa ibu (dan bapa) dan setiap doamu...
Mega nan cerah Kelam tiba-tiba Itu tandanya Ada bencana Saat itu ku sendirian di sisi Kubur bonda sunyi dan sepi Masih terngiang Kata-kata nasihat Pedoman dan belaian kasih bonda Tapi kini bonda telah pergi Pergi nya tiada kembali
Sewaktu mula ku Melangkah dewasa mencari ilmu Tugas utama Ku merantau jauh meninggalkan bonda Akan ku tunaikan hajatmu bonda Tapi di dalam menghadapi cabaran Ku terlupa tugas ku di rantauan Apakah makan minum mu terjaga Adakah nasib mu terbela
Oh Tuhan ampunkan dosa ibuku Masukkan ia kedalam jannahmu Selamatkan ia dari nerakamu Terangi kuburnya dengan sinarmu Sedih nya hatiku Dibuai mimpi mu Hatiku di alun kecewa dan sengsara Dosaku ibarat air di lautan Hidupku sebagai anak durhaka
Oh bonda ampukan kesalahanku Tak tersengaja Ku mengasarimu Hatiku kesal tiada terkira Kau pergi didalam kecewa Tidak ku tertahan Menanggung seksaan Setelah kau tiada
Sayu mengenang Saat manis itu Tangan bonda Mengusap pipiku Terpancar senyuman di wajah bonda Agar anak nya beroleh jaya Didikan islam diberi sempurna Walaupun tanpa suami tercinta Yang telah terkorban kerna iLahi tabah menghadapi hidup yg sunyi...
Hmmm... BMJ recently published this one piece of article. A reflection and reminder, for those who are excited to go for a relief mission following a disaster - typhoon, earthquake, famine... and the list goes on.
Do doctors who volunteer their services in disasters overseas do more harm than good?
Recently we returned from the area in Pakistan affected by October'searthquake, having provided care to people suffering in itsaftermath. Nothing could have prepared us for the distressingscenes we saw. Whole generations have been lost; millions ofpeople have been left homeless and thousands of children orphaned.
Should there be a system for checking the background of care providers in disasters such as the Pakistan earthquake?
Credit: TOMAS MUNITA/AP/EMPICS
As in all recent natural disasters there was an outpouring ofcharity from the public and a rush to the scene of scores ofemergency relief organisations. These ranged from recognised,regulated official organisations to unregulated and ad hoc groups.
Many individual overseas medical professionals volunteered theirhelp and inundated the afflicted areas. However, although wellmeant, their help led us to question whether volunteer doctorsdo more harm than good.
We were alarmed at the number of patients who had received someform of care but were then neglected
We found several issues of concern. Firstly, it was notablefrom the outset that there were numerous foreign doctors operatingmakeshift clinics in camps for the survivors. Many were unableto communicate with patients because of language barriers and,surprisingly, were even reviewing patients without translators.
We were alarmed at the number of patients we saw who had receivedsome form of care but were then neglected, with no follow-upplans, which resulted in many patients suffering avoidable complications.We saw patients who had been immobilised in plaster for weeksbecause of uncertainty about possible fractures and for whomno review had been arranged. Most of these patients had no clinicalindication for a plaster cast and had now, as a result of theimmobilisation, suffered subsequent muscle atrophy and jointstiffness. A medical director of one camp had his concerns abouta particular team that had arrived: it was obvious that somemembers of the team were learning plaster techniques and applyingplasters when a clear clinical need wasn't apparent. Unfortunately,because of the obligation felt by the overburdened local staffall help was gratefully received without question. It was horrifyingalso to hear from some local people that "doctors were usingus as guinea pigs." Sadly this seemed in some cases to be notfar from the truth.
We saw other examples of woefully inadequate and dangerous carewhen reviewing patients on our rounds in the camps. Medicalnotes were non-existent or, if available, inadequate. Many patientswere left with complications after surgery done by inexperiencedsurgeons and lacked any follow-up.
We were surprised that at no point during our mission were weasked for our credentials. It was assumed that the members ofour team were all senior doctors from Britain. It was disturbingthat we found that several consultants and specialists workingat the camps were shown, on further simple inquiries, to bejunior doctors, and in some instances nurses and physiotherapistspassed themselves off as doctors.
At one camp two medical students who supervised the daily medicalcare of several hundred patients were left frustrated at thecontinual influx of volunteer doctors who had varying managementplans that changed as frequently as the doctors. In anothercamp we found many patients who had been given a cocktail ofanalgesics and antibiotics for indeterminate periods, prescribedby different volunteer doctors— giving rise to concernabout adverse events and antibiotic resistance. Another shockingexample of dangerous care was when a volunteer doctor prescribedaspirin for a child with epigastric pain who had already beenprescribed diclofenac, ibuprofen, and mefenamic acid by anothervolunteer.
What we experienced made us question the competence of somevolunteer doctors and to ask whether there is or should be asystem for checking the background of care providers in suchdisasters. The examples we saw also raise the question of whetherwe should, when we volunteer, allow the level and quality ofcare that we provide in our home countries to be compromisedin such environments.
Despite the best intentions of volunteers, it would surely bebetter for all concerned if they attached themselves to thevarious well established and regulated bodies that organisethe provision of care in such large scale disasters. This would,we hope, eradicate the well intended but unregulated and uncoordinatedcare provided by medical volunteers. Unregistered organisationsshould be discouraged from organising and sending medical personnelto disaster areas under their auspices.
All the recognised aid organisations should make more of aneffort to communicate with each other better and to coordinatetheir efforts to provide a structured relief effort in suchharsh environments.
Hasan Tahir, consultant physician and rheumatologist
Academic Rheumatology and Osteoporosis Unit, Whipps Cross University Hospital, Londonhasan.tahir@whippsx.nhs.uk
Zafar Iqbal, general practitioner and sports physician
Kehidupan di Pulau Pinang kadang-kala penuh dengan keriangan. Mungkin sebab banyak makanan yang sedap-sedap... seperti di Medan Selera Taman Desa Mawar, Air Itam.
//Ceria sentiasa... Nik Farhan dan Asyhraff.
Bagaimana pula dengan duka? Jika tiada, kita ini bukan manusia. Bak mutiara A. Samad Said:
Bagi penyair yang gundah, Daun gugur pun kelihatan indah.
Sebenarnya rasa seriyau ini timbul selepas saja pulang dari 'GP attachment'. Bertugas sebagai GP sememangnya mencabar. Sudahlah menjadi 'first point of contact' dan juga 'gatekeeper', ditambah pula dengan urusan medico-legal seperti KWSP dan SOCSO. Cubaan...
Ada yang benar-benar memerlukan.
Ada juga yang kelihatan mementingkan diri sendiri.
Ada juga yang anak sendiri tidak mahu tolong ibu-bapanya.
Hmmm... KWSP untuk simpanan hari tua. Supaya dapat berdikari walaupun sudah lanjut usia. Anak-anak pun kenalah hulur tangan dan wang juga. Titik. Jika sakit, kita boleh ikhtiar lagi, seperti SOCSO / PERKESO. Peranan kami, hanya sekadar menasihati dan memberi pandangan. Jika KWSP nak luluskan atau tidak, itu masuk cerita lain. Hmmm... empathy. Jika terlalu bersimpati, lambat-laun kita juga yang bingung...
