Sunday, January 31, 2010

Escorting a patient to KLGH

I was taking care of this patient who has hemophilia B with a pathological fracture of the femur.We finally decided to send him to KLGH as sibu was lacking the factor 9 concentrate.

So when my mo asked me if i wanted to escort him,i jumped at the oppurtunity,plus i can see my family,even if it was for a day.So everything was done immediately,the social worker referral,the month long discharge summary,as no one bothered to sumarrize earlier.There was a glitch as he didnt have an IC,he said it has been in process for so long and he's yet to get it.So that required extra time to get a letter from the longhouse headman(such things are still common in sarawak)

They had to book a 9seater because he had to be in a strecher,as he isnt able to walk or sit,it also included a flight ticket for his mum and me.It was such a long day,by the time i finished the discharge sumarry was almost 11 at night,plus the ward was really busy.I was actually quite exhausted as i have been tagging(initially when u start a new posting),the only thing to look forward was i get to go home:)

Woke up at 4,got to the hospital by 5.My patient and his mum were ready,both very anxious,as this would be their first flight and the first time going out of sarawak.She even packed her basket of foood,drinks,i couldnt help smilling:)She only speaks iban and she is so afraid of getting lost,and not knowing where to find food.

My patient was relatively cool,he shares the same birthday as me only a year younger,but so many differences between us,i feel humble and thank god for the good life i'v had

The ambulance picked us up,we were actually very early at the airport,flight was at 7.Finally they told us to go in,the ambulance drove us straight into the tarmac,i was thinking how cool,i was actually worried about my immigration clearance and all as the social worker gave me many letters for them here and for the flight back but we didnt even have to go through.

Me and the MA had who escorted even had time to pose for picture's while waiting for clearance to put my patient into the plane





So finally we we're boarded and strapped in.Patient's mum was so scared,she kept on looking for me,she was mumbling to herself,proabaly praying.Once we were on air,she was more settled,put on her socks kept on telling me celap mai(very cold).My patient on the other hand just decided to sleep the whole way.

His mum kept on looking at him,even kept the food for him so he could eat later,so much of love,very heart warming:)


Eventually reached KLIA,and of course the ambulance from KLGH was waiting at the tarmac as well,felt like a real VVIP:)

Along the way my patient and his mum were so chatty.....i overheard the mum saying "Eh such a modern place they still have so many oil palm estates,thought there would only be buildings"

Reached the casualty at KLGH,it was actually my first visit there,although i'v lived in KL/Selangor practically 1/2 my life.Very impressive and so huge,somehow i still felt like a foreigner,haha probably been in Sarawak for too long.The doc's were quite shocked tht i came all the way from sibu,i guess it's not everyday we send a patient across the south china sea over.

Well my patient's mum still looked very worried,so while waiting for the various doctor's to decide where to admit my patient(although everything was clearly written in the referral letter & detail discharge summary) i took her to the most important place in the hospital








-THE CAFETARIA-

haha,even bought her lunch,no one understood her languange,i just hope she won't get lost the next time.Showed her the mini grocery shop.

So after 4hours in the casualty they finally decided on where to send him.So i said my goodbye's and reminded as many people as i could to take of them,bout the immigration,and just to keep an eye.

Finally took the train home,although very tired but extremely happy that i left him in safer hands and i get to see my family of course,even if it was just for a day:)

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Who start's studying at 57 ???

Why my dad of course :)


My initial reaction when he told me he was going back to school to do A-Levels after retirement,was "I'm not surprised,if people know my dad they wouldnt either ".He can never stay still or at home,he didnt want to work either, after nearly 30years working in a bank i think he had enough.

He was telling me the first day they went to register for A-Level's,he went with my mum.



The lecturer was like "So mam who would be registering today your daughter or your son "
My mum : "Ehmmm actually it's him,(snickers quietly)pointing to my father"
Lecturer : Eyes wide open but,covers very well "well sure you've come to the
right place,i'm sure we can find a suitable class for him"



So that was the start of my father's back to school campaign , imagine a class full of 17 - 18 year olds.Even the lecturer's called him sir.

So each time i called home he would have another funny interesting story to tell me about

Dad : "You know geet,the other day the lecturer gave us homework,thank god i finished,imagine they actually sent those who didn't out."
(It was so funny to imagine something like that,the person who all my life told me to finish homework,study hard,was worried he hadnt done his ....I just couldnt imagine him standing outside the class)


Well my sister was also studying at that time so he they practically could relate to each other.
There was once he told her
"Mala,going back to school is very different,u all have so many different problems we never had last time(sis rolling eyebrows,finally now u understand)
You know yesterday on of my friends this boy asked me,uncle i dunno la,i'v been going out with this girl for so long but the relationship is not progressing,what should i do.

Haha my sister who usually isnt short for words was positively shocked,what an awkward conversation to have with your father who naturally is a traditionist at heart.

So sis said "emmmm tell him to find another girl:)"
Father "But he's been with her for so long,what about the moral obligation"
(So sister thought oh boy this is going to be a long day)




Well most of the stories continued,i cant remember most of it,but at that time it was really funny.


But whatever said,i am so proud of him for actually going back to school,because not many people at his age would.He has truly been my best inspiration for me,if he can do it so can i,he still jogs,does tai-chi daily,badminton,the list goes on.he was the greatest support to me growing up.thank you daddy,all the best