I dragged this post for more than a week now..whenever i made a mental note to come up with new entry, i ended up dozing/surfing net/watching TV or doing housewife's work...
So this is it. I'm not going anywhere until i click 'PUBLISH POST'
Put my life update aside, i wanted to share this first. It's my top pick for fren's blog update since my hiatus (hahah, dah lama x guna perkataan hiatus..dulu2 kalu jiwa kacau sket je konon nak hiatus from blog, tup tup esok tuh dah ada new entry...pbbhht!)
So instead of updating my blog for the past few months, i went blog-hopping and had good hearty laugh reading this post
KISAH HANIN DAN KUCING
Hanin oh Hanin...penuh ekspresi diri..!
KISAH FARINA DAH KHAIRUL FAHMI (ehehe, tajuk meletopss!)
Memang terbaekkkk!
but nothing can beat this...
*drumroll*
KISAH FATMA DAN K-POP
I had my OMG moments reading this...literally ROTFL, ok! just to calm myself a bit, i had to text Fatma to thanks her for this entry of the day..i just couldnt figure out what's in their mind, seriously...and to quote Fatma
'You can't dressed Ali, Ahmad or Supardi with tight leather pants and vest, tunjuk-tunjuk dada macam tu, and call them K-Pop artist and expect that we didn't know any different and will fall for you and call you, "Oppa! Oppa!". Ugh. Geli akak.'
I'm not a fan of K-pop (as in the real group in Korea) but still cringe upon reading this...so i cant imagine what Umie@Jebon would feel..LOL
Ok, dah siap. Nak solat zuhur plak..
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
OPPSY DAISY!
Whoppsss, i have neglected this space more than intended..too occupied with so many things, i still have June magazines un-read! huhuhWill try to come up with more rants and updates later..as for now, selamat menghayati bulan Ramadhan..top up our usual ibadah of berpuasa with tadarus Al-Quran, solat tahajud and sedekah;)
And no, that is not my transformed husband;)
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Mere mehboobaaa...
Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge goes a long way in Hamzah's clan, pioneered by our very own Cikyah. If i'm not mistaken, she travelled from Ipoh to Kl thrice just to watch this movie in cinema.
During school holiday, she brought back the VCD and premiered it for the first time in our house. Mind you, back then we didnt have VCD player and had to borrow someone else's (can't remember whose..) and to make it more interesting, there wasnt any subtitle either.. so, imagine us watching the telly while at the same time listening to my aunt's narration..LOL!
i was just 13 years old (kot!?) back then but Cikyah's passion towards this love story transpired.. we(girl' siblings) instantly went uhhhhhh-ed for the hero..SRK was the newbie in the industry and look at his style in this film, all innocent and charming! The next thing we know,during school holiday we would go to Cikyah's house in Ipoh and enjoyed movie marathon. I remembered vividly our experience watching Dil To Pagal Hai in the cinema and went home all smiling, dreaming of our own Rahul. In the car during road trip, we'll sing along to Hindi songs with our Late Ayah Lah..
1998- I'm sure my SSPian girls remembered the year where it all started. Shah Rukh Khan's mania in Malaysia and us got no exception. People were talking about Kuch Kuch Hota Hei everywhere and our very own Headgirl was the first in batch to watch it during her outing..Were were having our Sunday's night prep and instead of finishing homework, we crowded around Fatma's desk and listened to her
My friend and i decided to follow her leadership- we must go and watch the movie ourselves..! we chose Sunway Pyramid for that matter and there were 6 of us -Myself, Liyana, Peon, Kak Ani, Jasmine and another girl whom i couldnt recall.. We were all excited and giggling before going in ..I remembered passing tissue to one of them during the show ,LOL!! (guess who?!)
Following that, saturday afternoon become our favourite time.. we had our self-created group who would pass the words around and by 2pm, gathered in Bilik Rekreasi Blok A &B for some gala time... I was actually an outcast because my dormitory was in Blok C but what's the joy of watching Hindi movie alone there, isnt it??! Those were one of the best moment in high school memories. We would find our fave spot and went uhhh-ahhhh whenever the hero came out to rescue the heroin...
There's one time when Miss Shal got all confused with the noise and quickly flipped through her telly-only to be more confused when she couldnt see any logistic reason for our abnormal behaviour downstairs..LOL!
Remember when some of us got called up by Cik Aisah, headwarden during prep hour for some 'Namaste' talk??..gosh, rumours had it that on top of all craze, someone actually had the nerve do some paper-cutting from the newspaper in her room to add up to Salman Khan's collection.
Huh, aku suspek budak PA system yg buat..hahaha!
As a punishment, i was reprimanded from going to Bilik Rek A & B..kahkahkah! It's not as if they can stop us from continuing our girls' session. Did i tried to sneaked into the room again for our weekly dose of Hindi's? i cant remember now..
Headgirl and i also shared tiny secret related to this..Fatma, dumping ground depan rumah besar..does it ring a bell to you?
Actually this entry was especially dedicated to Farina . Now you go have fun with your saree tomrrow and make us all jealous in homeland! pffttttt:p
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Short stint
June last year.
Instead of staying and wasting my time, I took a de-tour. I applied to go to district hospital. I got a chance to talk to a certain specialist from another hospital, it’s going to be a good experience before pursuing into my special interest. From the beginning of housemanship, I’ve been feed with lotsa stories about district hospital and what’s like so of course, I was all nerve. Instead of ducking off, I choose to have a taste myself.
Again I had to fight to go to HTM instead of HKK (knowing fully well that I’ll be the scapegoat if I agreed for the latter.)
I was in charge of medical and during oncall, it’s going to be either casualty or medical/paeds. So that’s good enough for a start. Things got a lot better when I teamed up with this particular committed MO and guided by another committed specialist. Shared workload and continuous teaching made it all easier.
It’s true when people said that you can easily scrutinize peripheral’s management unless you had working experience there. Dealing with incompetent staffs (but I have to admit some are actually really good and keen) during critical time, making sure that everything’s under control while waiting for (up to 4 hours!) transport, made do with whatever facilities/medication you had at that moment and putting up with your colleagues from tertiary centre.
Suprisingly, I couldn’t recall any moment that I have regret about my decision. Even when I was struggling in the casualty during late hours or staying past 4pm on Thursday because the specialist wanted to do a quick round in the ward, I have no grumble. I wouldn’t say I was all excellent and competent (failed twice in intubation during the early days,heh!) but I made sure I learnt. I didn’t hesitate to call for help but I tried to improve along the way.
I had a taste of dengue death too. It happened so quick and you’d wish two large bore branula would appear magically by the time you arrived. Think of mortality audit as just another learning process, or else you’ll have sleepless night beforehand.
Patience would also be tested by relatives. One eventful oncall saw me facing denial son-in-law who accused me of making wrong decision by putting a tube into his father-in-law’s nose (which I’m sure he meant the ETT into the mouth and not Ryle’s tube) and gotten him worse, when the poor chap was actually gasping and ABG showed PCO2 has climbed up to 85%. I was just glad I had my mask on. I could’ve snapped back, instead I continued with my remaining task and called his wife aside to re-explain.
I learnt better about humility. Patient who’s a sole breadwinner as tin-collector and came in with bad arthritis, a lot of them cant afford to pay for hospital facility, majority of them requested for welfare during follow up-among the many. This place humbled me.
I would especially remember my fellow colleagues and staff in casualty there;)
Instead of staying and wasting my time, I took a de-tour. I applied to go to district hospital. I got a chance to talk to a certain specialist from another hospital, it’s going to be a good experience before pursuing into my special interest. From the beginning of housemanship, I’ve been feed with lotsa stories about district hospital and what’s like so of course, I was all nerve. Instead of ducking off, I choose to have a taste myself.
Again I had to fight to go to HTM instead of HKK (knowing fully well that I’ll be the scapegoat if I agreed for the latter.)
I was in charge of medical and during oncall, it’s going to be either casualty or medical/paeds. So that’s good enough for a start. Things got a lot better when I teamed up with this particular committed MO and guided by another committed specialist. Shared workload and continuous teaching made it all easier.
It’s true when people said that you can easily scrutinize peripheral’s management unless you had working experience there. Dealing with incompetent staffs (but I have to admit some are actually really good and keen) during critical time, making sure that everything’s under control while waiting for (up to 4 hours!) transport, made do with whatever facilities/medication you had at that moment and putting up with your colleagues from tertiary centre.
Suprisingly, I couldn’t recall any moment that I have regret about my decision. Even when I was struggling in the casualty during late hours or staying past 4pm on Thursday because the specialist wanted to do a quick round in the ward, I have no grumble. I wouldn’t say I was all excellent and competent (failed twice in intubation during the early days,heh!) but I made sure I learnt. I didn’t hesitate to call for help but I tried to improve along the way.
I had a taste of dengue death too. It happened so quick and you’d wish two large bore branula would appear magically by the time you arrived. Think of mortality audit as just another learning process, or else you’ll have sleepless night beforehand.
Patience would also be tested by relatives. One eventful oncall saw me facing denial son-in-law who accused me of making wrong decision by putting a tube into his father-in-law’s nose (which I’m sure he meant the ETT into the mouth and not Ryle’s tube) and gotten him worse, when the poor chap was actually gasping and ABG showed PCO2 has climbed up to 85%. I was just glad I had my mask on. I could’ve snapped back, instead I continued with my remaining task and called his wife aside to re-explain.
I learnt better about humility. Patient who’s a sole breadwinner as tin-collector and came in with bad arthritis, a lot of them cant afford to pay for hospital facility, majority of them requested for welfare during follow up-among the many. This place humbled me.
I would especially remember my fellow colleagues and staff in casualty there;)
Monday, May 9, 2011
Of farewell and such..
Doing housemanship in Kelantan wasn’t my choice. I’ve always envisioned myself working in KL where my social network is based and second home since 12 years old. Instead, I simply fulfilled my parents’s wish after having me abroad for good 5 years. They rarely ask anything from their children so I thought maybe I’ll do it for them this time. So it’s HRPZ II in the application form.
“Dudukla dulu dengan ma abah, nanti dah kahwin ikut suami pulak..’
Their exact words..
Perfectly honest, I cried when I opened up the offer letter as I was indeed posted to Kelantan. It’s this girl thing who grew up with her friends so the thought of living out of town far away from these people made me cringed. But I take in the tears and hope I’ll get something out of it.
Allah is the most gracious.
I went through hell during first month of housemanship..adjustment disorder, in an understatement tone. My parents never leave me alone… They travelled for almost an hour every night just to make sure i had my dinner and kept me company until the next morning, all cramped in that tiny cubicle of hospital quarters. Everyday, my mum would check out on me and give me comfort.
Parents’ unconditional love.
By 2nd month, I can forgo the idea of resignation letter. (I can actually LOL at that thought now!)
As time goes by, I met wonderful people so there were plenty of eating galore and a few road trips/picnic in between work-related grumbles..I also fell in love with my job;)
The past 3 years proved that distance is just a mind over matter. I made monthly visit to KL and still able to enjoy girlfriends’ time on a regular basis. It became more beautiful when they made their presence on my wedding day, laughing at my antics and calming my nerve..
BFF’s, hiks!
Renewed bonding with family and working in comfort zone, now it’s time to go for another adventure…whatever future holds for me, bring in on;)
“Dudukla dulu dengan ma abah, nanti dah kahwin ikut suami pulak..’
Their exact words..
Perfectly honest, I cried when I opened up the offer letter as I was indeed posted to Kelantan. It’s this girl thing who grew up with her friends so the thought of living out of town far away from these people made me cringed. But I take in the tears and hope I’ll get something out of it.
Allah is the most gracious.
I went through hell during first month of housemanship..adjustment disorder, in an understatement tone. My parents never leave me alone… They travelled for almost an hour every night just to make sure i had my dinner and kept me company until the next morning, all cramped in that tiny cubicle of hospital quarters. Everyday, my mum would check out on me and give me comfort.
Parents’ unconditional love.
By 2nd month, I can forgo the idea of resignation letter. (I can actually LOL at that thought now!)
As time goes by, I met wonderful people so there were plenty of eating galore and a few road trips/picnic in between work-related grumbles..I also fell in love with my job;)
The past 3 years proved that distance is just a mind over matter. I made monthly visit to KL and still able to enjoy girlfriends’ time on a regular basis. It became more beautiful when they made their presence on my wedding day, laughing at my antics and calming my nerve..
BFF’s, hiks!
Renewed bonding with family and working in comfort zone, now it’s time to go for another adventure…whatever future holds for me, bring in on;)
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
HERBALIFE-INSPIRED STORY
Weighing about 60kg at the height of 158cm made me borderline overweight..In fact it went up to 64kg at one point of time..I tried everything within my means to lose weight- skip dinner, exercise everyday for almost an hour even during fasting season, no-carb diet. None of these tricks went beyond the first week for an obvious reason..I cannot give up meals and exercise without proper nutrition would not make big difference.
Started on Herbalife in early 2007 when I was stuck at 60kg with big bum and hip.LOL. It wasn’t an easy decision but real life testimonial from my good friend and extensive research for the past 25 years on COMPLETE NUTRITION convinced me to give it a try..I modified it a bit to fit into my lifestyle but stick to its principle..Alhamdulilllah, it took me about 2 weeks to notice the early change and by the end of first month, I was practically beaming with joy.
After 3 months I managed to shed 7kg and lost about 20cm –big success in my personal achievement. I feel healthier, lighter and more confident with myself.. Never thought that I could fit into size M when it used to be XL and my pant shrunk from 32 to 28..On top of that, i didnt go through any starvation to succeed and my migraine-gastritis combo also improved..
This year marked my 4th year with Herbalife..I’m happy to say that even after I stopped taking it on a regular basis (daily) for about 3 years,my weight remained 52-53kg and still wear the same size of clothes..So, I’m a living proof that Herbalife does not cause yo-yo diet..I only make sure I eat healthily (most of the time,ehehe) and that’s it…
For the year 2011, I have better plan..I wanna resume on Herbalife to maintain good nutrition (fact: I should be doing so for the past 3 years actually but I didn’t, ouch!). Good thing about Herbalife nutritional programme is that I can follow different regime for different purpose, namely to maintain good health, lose weight and even gain weight;)
Among minerals and vitamins contained in Herbalife, i'm particularly interested in Folate (57.75microgram/serving) and Calcium (96.25mg/serving).
Medical notes:
1.The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) reports that women who take the recommended daily dose of folate/folic acid starting at least one month before they conceive and during the first trimester of pregnancy reduce their baby's risk of neural tube defects by 50 to 70 percent.
2. Young women (adolescents and young adults) need to make sure they get enough calcium, as they can achieve their peak bone mass just after this age. Adequate amounts of calcium will help her bones reach optimum bone density. This can help protect her from osteoporosis later in life. Mature women need calcium to prevent break down of bone. There is also a growing body of research that suggests that calcium may prevent PMS.
While i am not yet pregnant, it is common sense that i should start on folate early because by the time i go for dating scan, i may be on later stage of first trimester.. It's also a good news as Herbalife is also safe for mother in confinement/breastfeeding (ok, i'm being far-fetched here.LOL)
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Back to school..
My sick leave is gonna end today..the feeling is similar to when I was going back to school after the end of the year’s break... feeling anxious of what’s going to be like when almost everyone knew about my condition, the price to pay for being in district hospital (crap, I even had one pharmacist in another hospital who was aware about the news!) maybe a bit excited of going back to work and getting my brain working after leading an idle (almost sedentary) lifestyle for a few weeks…dreading the thought of doing oncall, but hey, that’s an extra cash for my shopping!
You know the feeling when you had too long holiday and you started to feel guilty for not doing anything beneficial during that period? As a self-defense, I think I’m doing pretty alright..perhaps only spent the first two weeks of fully recovering and after that, a few fruitful things I’ve done and learnt.
‘Tanyalah Ustaz’- 7-8am everyday on channel 119 is now one of my favourite channel. Back to when I was still working, that hour doesn’t allow me to join my parents having breakfast while watching the segment because I would either be putting quick make up then rushing to the car…so when I was at home, I tried not to miss it. The topics are all very relevant, presenter who are informative but able to keep the humour and just the right way to start the day. So I promised myself that after this, I’ll wake up early so that by 7am, I will be ready and can spent almost half an hour on this segment before going for work.
EAT,PRAY,LOVE- I made sure I finished the book before watching the movie and glad I did.I know i'm soo behind but can't blame me for the kind of job i take up (lame excuse, d'uhh!) . it was worthwhile. For some reason, i could easily relate her quest to what i went through recently and by the time i finished the last page, i felt some sort of relieved and hopeful..one of the things she learnt in italy is to find a her word and mine would be 'BELIEVE'
I spent almost a month up north being a housewife..and that's when i stopped wishing to be one. LOL! i's not that easy being a domestic goddess apparently...i counts on my blessing for having a life partner who's not only good in cooking (and rescuing my disastrous attempt in kitchen) but also neat and particular in cleanliness..makes life so much easier,hehe..still have lotsa empty pages in my recipe book though;)
I ventured into another business, purely inspired by my mum....for now, there're kaftan (fondly known as baju kelawar), tudung bawal, telekung vietnam and batik lukis...it all started when i need a distraction from my illness and i wanna do something i enjoy as side-track from medicine..another way to pursue in sunnah Rasulullah..
I'm a great fan of wishlist...most of my wedding wishlist came true so that explains...the latest is buying the complete set of shopaholic series..when in need of inspiration, i came up with wishlist for this year...it's really therapeutic when i put happy thought into words...it doesnt matter whether it materialises or not, but i can feel my spirit lifts up and the world becomes more colourful...
Final words, i actually had to re-type half of this entry because of some technical error so i'm late for bed...
Wake me up at 6.15am!
You know the feeling when you had too long holiday and you started to feel guilty for not doing anything beneficial during that period? As a self-defense, I think I’m doing pretty alright..perhaps only spent the first two weeks of fully recovering and after that, a few fruitful things I’ve done and learnt.
‘Tanyalah Ustaz’- 7-8am everyday on channel 119 is now one of my favourite channel. Back to when I was still working, that hour doesn’t allow me to join my parents having breakfast while watching the segment because I would either be putting quick make up then rushing to the car…so when I was at home, I tried not to miss it. The topics are all very relevant, presenter who are informative but able to keep the humour and just the right way to start the day. So I promised myself that after this, I’ll wake up early so that by 7am, I will be ready and can spent almost half an hour on this segment before going for work.
EAT,PRAY,LOVE- I made sure I finished the book before watching the movie and glad I did.I know i'm soo behind but can't blame me for the kind of job i take up (lame excuse, d'uhh!) . it was worthwhile. For some reason, i could easily relate her quest to what i went through recently and by the time i finished the last page, i felt some sort of relieved and hopeful..one of the things she learnt in italy is to find a her word and mine would be 'BELIEVE'
I spent almost a month up north being a housewife..and that's when i stopped wishing to be one. LOL! i's not that easy being a domestic goddess apparently...i counts on my blessing for having a life partner who's not only good in cooking (and rescuing my disastrous attempt in kitchen) but also neat and particular in cleanliness..makes life so much easier,hehe..still have lotsa empty pages in my recipe book though;)
I ventured into another business, purely inspired by my mum....for now, there're kaftan (fondly known as baju kelawar), tudung bawal, telekung vietnam and batik lukis...it all started when i need a distraction from my illness and i wanna do something i enjoy as side-track from medicine..another way to pursue in sunnah Rasulullah..
I'm a great fan of wishlist...most of my wedding wishlist came true so that explains...the latest is buying the complete set of shopaholic series..when in need of inspiration, i came up with wishlist for this year...it's really therapeutic when i put happy thought into words...it doesnt matter whether it materialises or not, but i can feel my spirit lifts up and the world becomes more colourful...
Final words, i actually had to re-type half of this entry because of some technical error so i'm late for bed...
Wake me up at 6.15am!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Batik Lukis Jacquard
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
BAJU TIDUR KAFTAN, TUDUNG KELAWAR..
I was only 16 when i first started doing business... As my hometown is in Kelantan, I told my mum that i wanted to sell tudung to my friends in Seri Puteri.. I was actually inspired by her who was doing business as her side income apart from being a teacher...it runs in the family..
Mum supported my idea (yippie yay!) and I came back to the hostel after school holiday with a box of tudung. At that time, tudung bawal isnt as famous as now and there're other nice materials that was the 'in' thing..I brought about 20 pieces to sell..
I wasnt all confident that anyone would buy it (inferiority complex, so to speak.heh!) but after a few days, they were sold out!
The best thing was i got to keep all the cash afterwards ( translation: pocket money)
LOL!!
Every now and then since we left school, I had friends who visited Kelantan and volunteered myself to bring them to Pasar Siti Khadijah, Bazar Buluh Kubu or Arked Uda to shop. It's a well-known trick that if you speaks like a true Kelantanese, the prices will be much cheaper...So that's what i am for,heheh..
It has been more than a decade now. I would like to re-live the experience but we're no longer staying in Dorm Kiambang or studying in 4 Ilmu ; kelantan is maybe thousands mile from your house or even if you do come here, the dialect might be tricky.
So i'm here to make your life easier
CLICK KELANTAN'S BAZAR for new collection of baju tidur kaftan, tudung bawal and batik Kelantan..
Mum supported my idea (yippie yay!) and I came back to the hostel after school holiday with a box of tudung. At that time, tudung bawal isnt as famous as now and there're other nice materials that was the 'in' thing..I brought about 20 pieces to sell..
I wasnt all confident that anyone would buy it (inferiority complex, so to speak.heh!) but after a few days, they were sold out!
The best thing was i got to keep all the cash afterwards ( translation: pocket money)
LOL!!
Every now and then since we left school, I had friends who visited Kelantan and volunteered myself to bring them to Pasar Siti Khadijah, Bazar Buluh Kubu or Arked Uda to shop. It's a well-known trick that if you speaks like a true Kelantanese, the prices will be much cheaper...So that's what i am for,heheh..
It has been more than a decade now. I would like to re-live the experience but we're no longer staying in Dorm Kiambang or studying in 4 Ilmu ; kelantan is maybe thousands mile from your house or even if you do come here, the dialect might be tricky.
So i'm here to make your life easier
CLICK KELANTAN'S BAZAR for new collection of baju tidur kaftan, tudung bawal and batik Kelantan..
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Random..
1. People said that the best way to get to a man's heart is through his stomach, but i'm having difficulty here as my husband is a wayyyyyyy better cook than me..as simple as i often opt for simple pasta for lunch while he'll easily come out for rice with at least 3 meals...bingg banngg!
It's not actually a new fact for me we happen to share lotsa mutual friend and whenever one of them got to know that i'm marrying him, he/she will say how lucky i am for having atop chef someone who can cook as life partner... One time i was oncall and he's back in hometown for a short holiday, i made him bring lunch for me was offered lunch that he cooked at home...oh my, not only they're all scrumptious, there's nooooo wayyyy i'll be able to cook those traditional dishes... I did attempted to cook by myself on one occasion but had to call him out from the living room to *chuckle* modify the taste...
*grim face*
So my plan is actually use my recipe book *wipe the dust* again tocopy past observe (and of course help him out, phhbbttt) his cooking and take note of the steps.
That'll do for now i think;)
2.
It's not actually a new fact for me we happen to share lotsa mutual friend and whenever one of them got to know that i'm marrying him, he/she will say how lucky i am for having a
*grim face*
So my plan is actually use my recipe book *wipe the dust* again to
That'll do for now i think;)
2.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
It's gonna be OK...
When i looked at the image, my heart sank...i knew what's the top of differential diagnosis as i've been dealing with these through my work line.
Upon presented myself to the specialist with the investigation done, i couldnt handle it anymore...i was so much in denial, i broke down in front of her. i knew the diagnosis already and its a lot to take in...trying to buy time (and still hoping that we both could be wrong), i requested to be referred to the subspecialty for this condition after the weekend...
Amidst the tears and so many thoughts running through my mind, slowly i learnt to accept the news...its devastating but its not the end of the world...
By the time i turned up to the subspecialty clinic, i'm more prepared and ready for treatment...Thanks to the joyous (ex-boss) clinician, i did feel a lot better after coming out from her room..It was actually a missed diagnosis back in October last year but let's not dwell on it..Allah certainly planned everything well..
Now i'm already on treatment and slowly regaining my strength back.. emotionally and physically, i must say...Apart from little side effect, i'm coping with the illness..
2 days back while having breakfast, mum pointed out that Allah must've loved me alot because i never get things easy...be it education, career, love life and now health issue...but all ends well each time..i silently agreed because i thought of the same thing earlier on...Allah loves me so much to give me trial one after another...He wants to keep me closer to him, thus testing my patience and faith this way.. I must've gotten too occupied with heavy workload and marriage that He somehow missed me and wants me to spend more time with Him...Alhamdulillah, i'm grateful for that because i realised at the end of the day, it's Allah and only Allah whom i need to please...i'm enjoying my solitude with peace of mind...
Disclaimer:
1. Sorry but i have no intention to disclose the diagnosis to the public.. Those whom i have shared, please please respect my wish...Those i didnt, its not that i dont trust but i cant handle too much of sympathy..I know that you all care and that comfort me enough..but i would really appreciate prayers from you, honestly....
2. This also should stop people from giving remarks that why does doctor fall sick? we're human first then doctor, mind you.
3. I shall say that this is nothing related to pregnancy (before anyone jumps into the conclusion) but surely affect my family planning..so pls be tactful before you pop up that fave question, ok?
Upon presented myself to the specialist with the investigation done, i couldnt handle it anymore...i was so much in denial, i broke down in front of her. i knew the diagnosis already and its a lot to take in...trying to buy time (and still hoping that we both could be wrong), i requested to be referred to the subspecialty for this condition after the weekend...
Amidst the tears and so many thoughts running through my mind, slowly i learnt to accept the news...its devastating but its not the end of the world...
By the time i turned up to the subspecialty clinic, i'm more prepared and ready for treatment...Thanks to the joyous (ex-boss) clinician, i did feel a lot better after coming out from her room..It was actually a missed diagnosis back in October last year but let's not dwell on it..Allah certainly planned everything well..
Now i'm already on treatment and slowly regaining my strength back.. emotionally and physically, i must say...Apart from little side effect, i'm coping with the illness..
2 days back while having breakfast, mum pointed out that Allah must've loved me alot because i never get things easy...be it education, career, love life and now health issue...but all ends well each time..i silently agreed because i thought of the same thing earlier on...Allah loves me so much to give me trial one after another...He wants to keep me closer to him, thus testing my patience and faith this way.. I must've gotten too occupied with heavy workload and marriage that He somehow missed me and wants me to spend more time with Him...Alhamdulillah, i'm grateful for that because i realised at the end of the day, it's Allah and only Allah whom i need to please...i'm enjoying my solitude with peace of mind...
Disclaimer:
1. Sorry but i have no intention to disclose the diagnosis to the public.. Those whom i have shared, please please respect my wish...Those i didnt, its not that i dont trust but i cant handle too much of sympathy..I know that you all care and that comfort me enough..but i would really appreciate prayers from you, honestly....
2. This also should stop people from giving remarks that why does doctor fall sick? we're human first then doctor, mind you.
3. I shall say that this is nothing related to pregnancy (before anyone jumps into the conclusion) but surely affect my family planning..so pls be tactful before you pop up that fave question, ok?
Friday, February 18, 2011
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