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  1. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My New Year’s Eve – 2025

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    31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.

    It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.

    The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.

    At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.

    Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.

    I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.

    She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.

    I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.

    I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.

    Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…

    Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.

    The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.

    The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.

    It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.

    We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.

    Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.

    Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…

    We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.

    Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.

    By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.

    Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.

    It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!

    If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.

    Stay safe always!

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  2. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My New Year’s Eve – 2025

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    31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.

    It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.

    The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.

    At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.

    Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.

    I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.

    She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.

    I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.

    I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.

    Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…

    Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.

    The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.

    The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.

    It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.

    We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.

    Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.

    Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…

    We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.

    Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.

    By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.

    Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.

    It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!

    If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.

    Stay safe always!

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  3. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My New Year’s Eve – 2025

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    31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.

    It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.

    The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.

    At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.

    Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.

    I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.

    She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.

    I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.

    I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.

    Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…

    Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.

    The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.

    The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.

    It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.

    We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.

    Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.

    Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…

    We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.

    Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.

    By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.

    Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.

    It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!

    If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.

    Stay safe always!

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  4. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My New Year’s Eve – 2025

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    31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.

    It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.

    The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.

    At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.

    Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.

    I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.

    She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.

    I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.

    I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.

    Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…

    Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.

    The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.

    The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.

    It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.

    We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.

    Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.

    Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…

    We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.

    Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.

    By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.

    Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.

    It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!

    If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.

    Stay safe always!

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  5. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My New Year’s Eve – 2025

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    31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.

    It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.

    The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.

    At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.

    Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.

    I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.

    She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.

    I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.

    I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.

    Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…

    Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.

    The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.

    The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.

    It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.

    We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.

    Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.

    Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…

    We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.

    Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.

    By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.

    Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.

    It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!

    If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.

    Stay safe always!

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  6. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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    At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

    I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

    Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

    I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

    Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

    I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

    This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

    Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

    I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

    Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

    Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

    However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

    My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

    On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

    The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

    Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

    Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

    The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

    Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

    I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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    Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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    At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

    I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

    Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

    I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

    Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

    I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

    This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

    Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

    I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

    Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

    Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

    However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

    My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

    On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

    The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

    Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

    Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

    The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

    Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

    I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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    Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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    At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

    I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

    Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

    I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

    Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

    I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

    This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

    Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

    I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

    Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

    Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

    However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

    My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

    On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

    The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

    Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

    Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

    The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

    Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

    I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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    Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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    At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

    I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

    Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

    I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

    Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

    I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

    This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

    Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

    I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

    Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

    Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

    However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

    My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

    On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

    The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

    Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

    Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

    The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

    Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

    I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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    Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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    At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

    I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

    Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

    I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

    Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

    I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

    This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

    Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

    I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

    Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

    Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

    However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

    My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

    On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

    The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

    Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

    Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

    The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

    Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

    I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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    My FIRST SOLO Oncall Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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    My first solo oncall shift was on the 17th of August 2025 a few days after I have completed my tagging period.

    I had a passive oncall on standby just in case things got out of hand, which is a good thing. However, I was adamant to try to survive on my own as if I only had myself and the specialist. Thankfully as well, it was on a weekday which meant I was able to reach out and ask for help if needed and the others would be able to assist if needed or advice me.

    As usual, morning rounds, followed by peri rounds. The role as an oncall medical officer of the day is to update the progress of the patients in the specialist’s WhatsApp group as well as to upload any latest wound pictures, if any.

    The day was rather busy with rounds and in between I would receive calls from Klinik Kesihatan (Community Clinics), usually requesting a clinic date. Thankfully, no referrals yet.

    After rounds, I headed back to the ward to complete any pending joblists before heading into the operating theatre (OT) for a patient that was awaiting her call to OT.

    During that operation, there was a referral from the Emergency and Trauma (ETD) Department, referring a case of laceration wound over the forehead for a 3 year old boy.

    The medical officer at the ETD was kind enough to assist in taking the bloods as well as admitting the patient. My colleague on the other hand came to check in on me after her day in the clinic and attended to this kid.

    After the first operation, the following case was called which was the 3-year-old kid. I have always enjoyed being in the operating theatre, or any hands on procedures.

    Despite knowing that I should be conserving energy, instead, I proceeded to carry on and after the second op, I entered an ongoing flap operation next door to assist.

    Another referral came for a laceration wound over the forehead for an Orthopaedic patient who was post-operative and transferred to ICU. Apparently, it was missed when the patient arrived at the Emergency Department as he suffered multiple opened fracture and was posted for operation immediately. Thankfully, he was intubated and sedated and I was able to perform a bedside toilet and suturing for him.

    By the time I was done, it was midnight. I went back to the oncall room to shower and change for the night. I would usually change into scrubs again if I were to be oncall, just to be on standby in case I was needed immediately.

    I did not sleep that night, it just felt wrong as the flap operation was still ongoing since 8am.

    I went in again to check in on them, however, I was not needed at that time. Thus, I kept a fellow colleague company.

    At 2am, I returned back to ward to complete the planned discharge of a patient and started my morning review. Thankfully, I did. In between, I was referred a new case of another kid who suffered another laceration wound at his right eyebrow. Thus, counselled the parents, obtained consent and admitted the patient.

    After that, I was requested to collect bloods or bags packed cell for the patient who was still ongoing operation. When the commotion was done, I returned to continue my early morning reviews.

    By 4am, I went back inside the operating theatre to check in on the ongoing operation. Technically, still far from done. Scrubbed in to assist with harvesting the skin for split thickness skin graft and refashioning of the affected limb.

    At 8am, we were finally done. The operation officially lasted for 24 hours. All of us scrubbed out and I changed out of my attire to return to ward and follow rounds.

    During peri rounds, a patient was called to OT and I entered organ as I dislike peri rounds. After the OT, all of us were just beyond tired and I went home for the day.

    No doubt, it was my first “solo oncall”, it did not feel lonely at all as since there was an ongoing operation, physically, I felt comforted knowing that there were people nearby and felt more like a slumber party instead.

    And the most important part… I survived it!

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  12. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My FIRST SOLO Oncall Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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    My first solo oncall shift was on the 17th of August 2025 a few days after I have completed my tagging period.

    I had a passive oncall on standby just in case things got out of hand, which is a good thing. However, I was adamant to try to survive on my own as if I only had myself and the specialist. Thankfully as well, it was on a weekday which meant I was able to reach out and ask for help if needed and the others would be able to assist if needed or advice me.

    As usual, morning rounds, followed by peri rounds. The role as an oncall medical officer of the day is to update the progress of the patients in the specialist’s WhatsApp group as well as to upload any latest wound pictures, if any.

    The day was rather busy with rounds and in between I would receive calls from Klinik Kesihatan (Community Clinics), usually requesting a clinic date. Thankfully, no referrals yet.

    After rounds, I headed back to the ward to complete any pending joblists before heading into the operating theatre (OT) for a patient that was awaiting her call to OT.

    During that operation, there was a referral from the Emergency and Trauma (ETD) Department, referring a case of laceration wound over the forehead for a 3 year old boy.

    The medical officer at the ETD was kind enough to assist in taking the bloods as well as admitting the patient. My colleague on the other hand came to check in on me after her day in the clinic and attended to this kid.

    After the first operation, the following case was called which was the 3-year-old kid. I have always enjoyed being in the operating theatre, or any hands on procedures.

    Despite knowing that I should be conserving energy, instead, I proceeded to carry on and after the second op, I entered an ongoing flap operation next door to assist.

    Another referral came for a laceration wound over the forehead for an Orthopaedic patient who was post-operative and transferred to ICU. Apparently, it was missed when the patient arrived at the Emergency Department as he suffered multiple opened fracture and was posted for operation immediately. Thankfully, he was intubated and sedated and I was able to perform a bedside toilet and suturing for him.

    By the time I was done, it was midnight. I went back to the oncall room to shower and change for the night. I would usually change into scrubs again if I were to be oncall, just to be on standby in case I was needed immediately.

    I did not sleep that night, it just felt wrong as the flap operation was still ongoing since 8am.

    I went in again to check in on them, however, I was not needed at that time. Thus, I kept a fellow colleague company.

    At 2am, I returned back to ward to complete the planned discharge of a patient and started my morning review. Thankfully, I did. In between, I was referred a new case of another kid who suffered another laceration wound at his right eyebrow. Thus, counselled the parents, obtained consent and admitted the patient.

    After that, I was requested to collect bloods or bags packed cell for the patient who was still ongoing operation. When the commotion was done, I returned to continue my early morning reviews.

    By 4am, I went back inside the operating theatre to check in on the ongoing operation. Technically, still far from done. Scrubbed in to assist with harvesting the skin for split thickness skin graft and refashioning of the affected limb.

    At 8am, we were finally done. The operation officially lasted for 24 hours. All of us scrubbed out and I changed out of my attire to return to ward and follow rounds.

    During peri rounds, a patient was called to OT and I entered organ as I dislike peri rounds. After the OT, all of us were just beyond tired and I went home for the day.

    No doubt, it was my first “solo oncall”, it did not feel lonely at all as since there was an ongoing operation, physically, I felt comforted knowing that there were people nearby and felt more like a slumber party instead.

    And the most important part… I survived it!

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  13. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My FIRST SOLO Oncall Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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    My first solo oncall shift was on the 17th of August 2025 a few days after I have completed my tagging period.

    I had a passive oncall on standby just in case things got out of hand, which is a good thing. However, I was adamant to try to survive on my own as if I only had myself and the specialist. Thankfully as well, it was on a weekday which meant I was able to reach out and ask for help if needed and the others would be able to assist if needed or advice me.

    As usual, morning rounds, followed by peri rounds. The role as an oncall medical officer of the day is to update the progress of the patients in the specialist’s WhatsApp group as well as to upload any latest wound pictures, if any.

    The day was rather busy with rounds and in between I would receive calls from Klinik Kesihatan (Community Clinics), usually requesting a clinic date. Thankfully, no referrals yet.

    After rounds, I headed back to the ward to complete any pending joblists before heading into the operating theatre (OT) for a patient that was awaiting her call to OT.

    During that operation, there was a referral from the Emergency and Trauma (ETD) Department, referring a case of laceration wound over the forehead for a 3 year old boy.

    The medical officer at the ETD was kind enough to assist in taking the bloods as well as admitting the patient. My colleague on the other hand came to check in on me after her day in the clinic and attended to this kid.

    After the first operation, the following case was called which was the 3-year-old kid. I have always enjoyed being in the operating theatre, or any hands on procedures.

    Despite knowing that I should be conserving energy, instead, I proceeded to carry on and after the second op, I entered an ongoing flap operation next door to assist.

    Another referral came for a laceration wound over the forehead for an Orthopaedic patient who was post-operative and transferred to ICU. Apparently, it was missed when the patient arrived at the Emergency Department as he suffered multiple opened fracture and was posted for operation immediately. Thankfully, he was intubated and sedated and I was able to perform a bedside toilet and suturing for him.

    By the time I was done, it was midnight. I went back to the oncall room to shower and change for the night. I would usually change into scrubs again if I were to be oncall, just to be on standby in case I was needed immediately.

    I did not sleep that night, it just felt wrong as the flap operation was still ongoing since 8am.

    I went in again to check in on them, however, I was not needed at that time. Thus, I kept a fellow colleague company.

    At 2am, I returned back to ward to complete the planned discharge of a patient and started my morning review. Thankfully, I did. In between, I was referred a new case of another kid who suffered another laceration wound at his right eyebrow. Thus, counselled the parents, obtained consent and admitted the patient.

    After that, I was requested to collect bloods or bags packed cell for the patient who was still ongoing operation. When the commotion was done, I returned to continue my early morning reviews.

    By 4am, I went back inside the operating theatre to check in on the ongoing operation. Technically, still far from done. Scrubbed in to assist with harvesting the skin for split thickness skin graft and refashioning of the affected limb.

    At 8am, we were finally done. The operation officially lasted for 24 hours. All of us scrubbed out and I changed out of my attire to return to ward and follow rounds.

    During peri rounds, a patient was called to OT and I entered organ as I dislike peri rounds. After the OT, all of us were just beyond tired and I went home for the day.

    No doubt, it was my first “solo oncall”, it did not feel lonely at all as since there was an ongoing operation, physically, I felt comforted knowing that there were people nearby and felt more like a slumber party instead.

    And the most important part… I survived it!

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  14. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My FIRST SOLO Oncall Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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    My first solo oncall shift was on the 17th of August 2025 a few days after I have completed my tagging period.

    I had a passive oncall on standby just in case things got out of hand, which is a good thing. However, I was adamant to try to survive on my own as if I only had myself and the specialist. Thankfully as well, it was on a weekday which meant I was able to reach out and ask for help if needed and the others would be able to assist if needed or advice me.

    As usual, morning rounds, followed by peri rounds. The role as an oncall medical officer of the day is to update the progress of the patients in the specialist’s WhatsApp group as well as to upload any latest wound pictures, if any.

    The day was rather busy with rounds and in between I would receive calls from Klinik Kesihatan (Community Clinics), usually requesting a clinic date. Thankfully, no referrals yet.

    After rounds, I headed back to the ward to complete any pending joblists before heading into the operating theatre (OT) for a patient that was awaiting her call to OT.

    During that operation, there was a referral from the Emergency and Trauma (ETD) Department, referring a case of laceration wound over the forehead for a 3 year old boy.

    The medical officer at the ETD was kind enough to assist in taking the bloods as well as admitting the patient. My colleague on the other hand came to check in on me after her day in the clinic and attended to this kid.

    After the first operation, the following case was called which was the 3-year-old kid. I have always enjoyed being in the operating theatre, or any hands on procedures.

    Despite knowing that I should be conserving energy, instead, I proceeded to carry on and after the second op, I entered an ongoing flap operation next door to assist.

    Another referral came for a laceration wound over the forehead for an Orthopaedic patient who was post-operative and transferred to ICU. Apparently, it was missed when the patient arrived at the Emergency Department as he suffered multiple opened fracture and was posted for operation immediately. Thankfully, he was intubated and sedated and I was able to perform a bedside toilet and suturing for him.

    By the time I was done, it was midnight. I went back to the oncall room to shower and change for the night. I would usually change into scrubs again if I were to be oncall, just to be on standby in case I was needed immediately.

    I did not sleep that night, it just felt wrong as the flap operation was still ongoing since 8am.

    I went in again to check in on them, however, I was not needed at that time. Thus, I kept a fellow colleague company.

    At 2am, I returned back to ward to complete the planned discharge of a patient and started my morning review. Thankfully, I did. In between, I was referred a new case of another kid who suffered another laceration wound at his right eyebrow. Thus, counselled the parents, obtained consent and admitted the patient.

    After that, I was requested to collect bloods or bags packed cell for the patient who was still ongoing operation. When the commotion was done, I returned to continue my early morning reviews.

    By 4am, I went back inside the operating theatre to check in on the ongoing operation. Technically, still far from done. Scrubbed in to assist with harvesting the skin for split thickness skin graft and refashioning of the affected limb.

    At 8am, we were finally done. The operation officially lasted for 24 hours. All of us scrubbed out and I changed out of my attire to return to ward and follow rounds.

    During peri rounds, a patient was called to OT and I entered organ as I dislike peri rounds. After the OT, all of us were just beyond tired and I went home for the day.

    No doubt, it was my first “solo oncall”, it did not feel lonely at all as since there was an ongoing operation, physically, I felt comforted knowing that there were people nearby and felt more like a slumber party instead.

    And the most important part… I survived it!

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  15. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My FIRST SOLO Oncall Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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    My first solo oncall shift was on the 17th of August 2025 a few days after I have completed my tagging period.

    I had a passive oncall on standby just in case things got out of hand, which is a good thing. However, I was adamant to try to survive on my own as if I only had myself and the specialist. Thankfully as well, it was on a weekday which meant I was able to reach out and ask for help if needed and the others would be able to assist if needed or advice me.

    As usual, morning rounds, followed by peri rounds. The role as an oncall medical officer of the day is to update the progress of the patients in the specialist’s WhatsApp group as well as to upload any latest wound pictures, if any.

    The day was rather busy with rounds and in between I would receive calls from Klinik Kesihatan (Community Clinics), usually requesting a clinic date. Thankfully, no referrals yet.

    After rounds, I headed back to the ward to complete any pending joblists before heading into the operating theatre (OT) for a patient that was awaiting her call to OT.

    During that operation, there was a referral from the Emergency and Trauma (ETD) Department, referring a case of laceration wound over the forehead for a 3 year old boy.

    The medical officer at the ETD was kind enough to assist in taking the bloods as well as admitting the patient. My colleague on the other hand came to check in on me after her day in the clinic and attended to this kid.

    After the first operation, the following case was called which was the 3-year-old kid. I have always enjoyed being in the operating theatre, or any hands on procedures.

    Despite knowing that I should be conserving energy, instead, I proceeded to carry on and after the second op, I entered an ongoing flap operation next door to assist.

    Another referral came for a laceration wound over the forehead for an Orthopaedic patient who was post-operative and transferred to ICU. Apparently, it was missed when the patient arrived at the Emergency Department as he suffered multiple opened fracture and was posted for operation immediately. Thankfully, he was intubated and sedated and I was able to perform a bedside toilet and suturing for him.

    By the time I was done, it was midnight. I went back to the oncall room to shower and change for the night. I would usually change into scrubs again if I were to be oncall, just to be on standby in case I was needed immediately.

    I did not sleep that night, it just felt wrong as the flap operation was still ongoing since 8am.

    I went in again to check in on them, however, I was not needed at that time. Thus, I kept a fellow colleague company.

    At 2am, I returned back to ward to complete the planned discharge of a patient and started my morning review. Thankfully, I did. In between, I was referred a new case of another kid who suffered another laceration wound at his right eyebrow. Thus, counselled the parents, obtained consent and admitted the patient.

    After that, I was requested to collect bloods or bags packed cell for the patient who was still ongoing operation. When the commotion was done, I returned to continue my early morning reviews.

    By 4am, I went back inside the operating theatre to check in on the ongoing operation. Technically, still far from done. Scrubbed in to assist with harvesting the skin for split thickness skin graft and refashioning of the affected limb.

    At 8am, we were finally done. The operation officially lasted for 24 hours. All of us scrubbed out and I changed out of my attire to return to ward and follow rounds.

    During peri rounds, a patient was called to OT and I entered organ as I dislike peri rounds. After the OT, all of us were just beyond tired and I went home for the day.

    No doubt, it was my first “solo oncall”, it did not feel lonely at all as since there was an ongoing operation, physically, I felt comforted knowing that there were people nearby and felt more like a slumber party instead.

    And the most important part… I survived it!

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  16. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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    Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

    For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

    I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

    Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

    Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

    Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

    During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

    The Burn Ward.

    I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

    I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

    There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

    Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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  17. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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    Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

    For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

    I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

    Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

    Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

    Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

    During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

    The Burn Ward.

    I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

    I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

    There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

    Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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    #article #Articles #Blog #blogging #burnWard #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1805 #dailyprompt1826 #dailyprompt1829 #dailyprompt1852 #dailyprompt1946 #dailyprompt1949 #dailyprompt1950 #dailyprompt1951 #dailyprompt1953 #dailyprompt1954 #dailyprompt1955 #dailyprompt1969 #doctor #doctorSLife #hospitalUmumSarawak #housemanship #kuching #Malaysia #medical #medicalOfficer #Medicine #plasticSurgery #plastics #sarawak #sarawakGeneralHospital #writing

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  18. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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    Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

    For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

    I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

    Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

    Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

    Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

    During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

    The Burn Ward.

    I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

    I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

    There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

    Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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    #article #Articles #Blog #blogging #burnWard #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1805 #dailyprompt1826 #dailyprompt1829 #dailyprompt1852 #dailyprompt1946 #dailyprompt1949 #dailyprompt1950 #dailyprompt1951 #dailyprompt1953 #dailyprompt1954 #dailyprompt1955 #dailyprompt1969 #doctor #doctorSLife #hospitalUmumSarawak #housemanship #kuching #Malaysia #medical #medicalOfficer #Medicine #plasticSurgery #plastics #sarawak #sarawakGeneralHospital #writing

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  19. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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    Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

    For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

    I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

    Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

    Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

    Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

    During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

    The Burn Ward.

    I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

    I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

    There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

    Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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  20. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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    Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

    For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

    I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

    Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

    Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

    Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

    During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

    The Burn Ward.

    I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

    I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

    There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

    Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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  21. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day Of Locum And As A Medical Officer

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    A locum or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfils the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.

    – Wikipedia.

    The first time I ever tasted or ventured into locum or a so-called “part-time doctor” was on the 3rd of August 2025.

    At that time, I was back in my hometown and on a 3-weeks-break post housemanship / internship at a small private clinic, yet to officially begin as a Medical Officer.

    While I was in medical school, I would occasionally hear this term “locum” from my fellow seniors or batch mates, lecturers, parents or even friends of my parents. However, in order to locum, one would need to be fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC). In short, I had to graduate medical school, finish my internship or housemanship first, then only am I able to dive into this.

    Thus, upon acquiring my full MMC and APC licence, I was looking forward to locum. Looking forward to it as well as nervous to dive into this. Thankfully, I had just completed my final rotation in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

    In the Emergency and Trauma Department, there are various zones in which the patients would be triaged into in terms of presenting complaints, severity and their vital signs. The least critical in severity would be triaged into Green zone. The Green zone is similar to a clinic setting, thus, it gave me some idea on the type of cases I would be expecting.

    My first locum was just 3 hours long, from 7pm till 10pm. I figured that since I am just starting at that time, it would be better to start with minimal hours in order to get used to it and also.. if I would enjoy it.

    The clinic was quaint and small but equipped with basic necessities and a scan machine. The only thing that it did not have, was an x-ray facility. The moment I sat down, the patients kept coming back-to-back. As soon as I was done with one, another came.

    For a first-timer, I felt it was equivalent to the Green Zone in General Hospital whereby the cases were always there but the patient load was manageable.

    However, I was extremely scared.

    Mainly afraid that I might accidentally jeopardise the patient’s safety in terms of mismanagement. Thankfully, by 9:30 pm, the clinic assistant stopped accepting new patients and prepared to close the clinic.

    For a first experience, it was a good one despite it being rather terrifying for me.

    But, we all have to start somewhere and build our confidence, don’t we?

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  22. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day Of Locum And As A Medical Officer

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    A locum or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfils the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.

    – Wikipedia.

    The first time I ever tasted or ventured into locum or a so-called “part-time doctor” was on the 3rd of August 2025.

    At that time, I was back in my hometown and on a 3-weeks-break post housemanship / internship at a small private clinic, yet to officially begin as a Medical Officer.

    While I was in medical school, I would occasionally hear this term “locum” from my fellow seniors or batch mates, lecturers, parents or even friends of my parents. However, in order to locum, one would need to be fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC). In short, I had to graduate medical school, finish my internship or housemanship first, then only am I able to dive into this.

    Thus, upon acquiring my full MMC and APC licence, I was looking forward to locum. Looking forward to it as well as nervous to dive into this. Thankfully, I had just completed my final rotation in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

    In the Emergency and Trauma Department, there are various zones in which the patients would be triaged into in terms of presenting complaints, severity and their vital signs. The least critical in severity would be triaged into Green zone. The Green zone is similar to a clinic setting, thus, it gave me some idea on the type of cases I would be expecting.

    My first locum was just 3 hours long, from 7pm till 10pm. I figured that since I am just starting at that time, it would be better to start with minimal hours in order to get used to it and also.. if I would enjoy it.

    The clinic was quaint and small but equipped with basic necessities and a scan machine. The only thing that it did not have, was an x-ray facility. The moment I sat down, the patients kept coming back-to-back. As soon as I was done with one, another came.

    For a first-timer, I felt it was equivalent to the Green Zone in General Hospital whereby the cases were always there but the patient load was manageable.

    However, I was extremely scared.

    Mainly afraid that I might accidentally jeopardise the patient’s safety in terms of mismanagement. Thankfully, by 9:30 pm, the clinic assistant stopped accepting new patients and prepared to close the clinic.

    For a first experience, it was a good one despite it being rather terrifying for me.

    But, we all have to start somewhere and build our confidence, don’t we?

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  23. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day Of Locum And As A Medical Officer

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    A locum or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfils the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.

    – Wikipedia.

    The first time I ever tasted or ventured into locum or a so-called “part-time doctor” was on the 3rd of August 2025.

    At that time, I was back in my hometown and on a 3-weeks-break post housemanship / internship at a small private clinic, yet to officially begin as a Medical Officer.

    While I was in medical school, I would occasionally hear this term “locum” from my fellow seniors or batch mates, lecturers, parents or even friends of my parents. However, in order to locum, one would need to be fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC). In short, I had to graduate medical school, finish my internship or housemanship first, then only am I able to dive into this.

    Thus, upon acquiring my full MMC and APC licence, I was looking forward to locum. Looking forward to it as well as nervous to dive into this. Thankfully, I had just completed my final rotation in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

    In the Emergency and Trauma Department, there are various zones in which the patients would be triaged into in terms of presenting complaints, severity and their vital signs. The least critical in severity would be triaged into Green zone. The Green zone is similar to a clinic setting, thus, it gave me some idea on the type of cases I would be expecting.

    My first locum was just 3 hours long, from 7pm till 10pm. I figured that since I am just starting at that time, it would be better to start with minimal hours in order to get used to it and also.. if I would enjoy it.

    The clinic was quaint and small but equipped with basic necessities and a scan machine. The only thing that it did not have, was an x-ray facility. The moment I sat down, the patients kept coming back-to-back. As soon as I was done with one, another came.

    For a first-timer, I felt it was equivalent to the Green Zone in General Hospital whereby the cases were always there but the patient load was manageable.

    However, I was extremely scared.

    Mainly afraid that I might accidentally jeopardise the patient’s safety in terms of mismanagement. Thankfully, by 9:30 pm, the clinic assistant stopped accepting new patients and prepared to close the clinic.

    For a first experience, it was a good one despite it being rather terrifying for me.

    But, we all have to start somewhere and build our confidence, don’t we?

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  24. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day Of Locum And As A Medical Officer

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    A locum or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfils the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.

    – Wikipedia.

    The first time I ever tasted or ventured into locum or a so-called “part-time doctor” was on the 3rd of August 2025.

    At that time, I was back in my hometown and on a 3-weeks-break post housemanship / internship at a small private clinic, yet to officially begin as a Medical Officer.

    While I was in medical school, I would occasionally hear this term “locum” from my fellow seniors or batch mates, lecturers, parents or even friends of my parents. However, in order to locum, one would need to be fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC). In short, I had to graduate medical school, finish my internship or housemanship first, then only am I able to dive into this.

    Thus, upon acquiring my full MMC and APC licence, I was looking forward to locum. Looking forward to it as well as nervous to dive into this. Thankfully, I had just completed my final rotation in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

    In the Emergency and Trauma Department, there are various zones in which the patients would be triaged into in terms of presenting complaints, severity and their vital signs. The least critical in severity would be triaged into Green zone. The Green zone is similar to a clinic setting, thus, it gave me some idea on the type of cases I would be expecting.

    My first locum was just 3 hours long, from 7pm till 10pm. I figured that since I am just starting at that time, it would be better to start with minimal hours in order to get used to it and also.. if I would enjoy it.

    The clinic was quaint and small but equipped with basic necessities and a scan machine. The only thing that it did not have, was an x-ray facility. The moment I sat down, the patients kept coming back-to-back. As soon as I was done with one, another came.

    For a first-timer, I felt it was equivalent to the Green Zone in General Hospital whereby the cases were always there but the patient load was manageable.

    However, I was extremely scared.

    Mainly afraid that I might accidentally jeopardise the patient’s safety in terms of mismanagement. Thankfully, by 9:30 pm, the clinic assistant stopped accepting new patients and prepared to close the clinic.

    For a first experience, it was a good one despite it being rather terrifying for me.

    But, we all have to start somewhere and build our confidence, don’t we?

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  25. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Day Of Locum And As A Medical Officer

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    A locum or locum tenens, is a person who temporarily fulfils the duties of another; the term is especially used for physicians or clergy.

    – Wikipedia.

    The first time I ever tasted or ventured into locum or a so-called “part-time doctor” was on the 3rd of August 2025.

    At that time, I was back in my hometown and on a 3-weeks-break post housemanship / internship at a small private clinic, yet to officially begin as a Medical Officer.

    While I was in medical school, I would occasionally hear this term “locum” from my fellow seniors or batch mates, lecturers, parents or even friends of my parents. However, in order to locum, one would need to be fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC). In short, I had to graduate medical school, finish my internship or housemanship first, then only am I able to dive into this.

    Thus, upon acquiring my full MMC and APC licence, I was looking forward to locum. Looking forward to it as well as nervous to dive into this. Thankfully, I had just completed my final rotation in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

    In the Emergency and Trauma Department, there are various zones in which the patients would be triaged into in terms of presenting complaints, severity and their vital signs. The least critical in severity would be triaged into Green zone. The Green zone is similar to a clinic setting, thus, it gave me some idea on the type of cases I would be expecting.

    My first locum was just 3 hours long, from 7pm till 10pm. I figured that since I am just starting at that time, it would be better to start with minimal hours in order to get used to it and also.. if I would enjoy it.

    The clinic was quaint and small but equipped with basic necessities and a scan machine. The only thing that it did not have, was an x-ray facility. The moment I sat down, the patients kept coming back-to-back. As soon as I was done with one, another came.

    For a first-timer, I felt it was equivalent to the Green Zone in General Hospital whereby the cases were always there but the patient load was manageable.

    However, I was extremely scared.

    Mainly afraid that I might accidentally jeopardise the patient’s safety in terms of mismanagement. Thankfully, by 9:30 pm, the clinic assistant stopped accepting new patients and prepared to close the clinic.

    For a first experience, it was a good one despite it being rather terrifying for me.

    But, we all have to start somewhere and build our confidence, don’t we?

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  26. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Life After Offtag In Emergency & Trauma | Housemanship Diaries

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    The tagging hours in the Department of Emergency & Trauma is from 7am till 10pm, for a total of 10 days and one off day per week. There are no assessments required to off-tag, only hours required to cash in.

    During our tagging season, we were not allocated for night shifts as well.

    For me, tagging in this posting felt like an eternity. I remembered counting down my days before I would finally “offtag” and be switched to regular working hours. I also remembered being extremely exhausted at the end of my shift, wondering how did my fellow colleagues managed to pull through.

    Tagging in this posting as compared to the other postings was considered less stressful as we were not required to arrive early for morning rounds. We merely had to arrive on time and upon the end of our shift, we leave, as compared to other postings where we would stay back almost every time, cash in “unpaid overtimes.”

    Finally after 10 days of tagging, I officially “off-tagged“.

    So how was life after that?

    Much better. Thankfully.

    Regular hours in the Emergency & Trauma Department meant working a 12-hours shift per day with an off day per week and a single night shift.

    Basically, we had to ensure that in total, we had to meet the total 60-hours shift per week.

    Thus are the timings for our respective shifts:

    • AM Shift: 7am – 7pm
    • PM Shift: 10am – 10pm
    • Night Shift: 10pm – 10am

    If you have read my articles on “The Joy Of Working The Night Shift As A House Officer” as well as “My Favourite Time Of The Day At Work“, I mentioned that I absolutely love the night shift. The disadvantage of working the night shift is that we are usually alone and the night shift can be rather unpredictable.

    However, it is not the same for me in this posting. Out of the shifts listed above, my favourite is the AM shift, 7am till 7pm. Initially, getting up for work at 7am is tough especially after working the PM shifts back-to-back. But after the initial morning sleepiness wears off, the day proceeds as usual and we return home at 7pm which is nice.

    Life after offtag in this department ensured that I had adequate rest prior to my shift starting. No doubt, it is a 12-hours shift every time, we usually arrive and leave work on time as compared to other postings.

    Nonetheless, I was still exhausted after every shift. Perhaps it was due to the accumulated mental and physical stress throughout the previous five postings that when I am finally blessed with extra rest, I am still tired.

    If you are still in the tagging phase, be it in this department or others, please stay strong. Remember that it doesn’t last forever, it is merely over a certain span of days or weeks.

    Keep showing up, keep doing the good work to the best of your strength and abilities and keep moving forward.

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  27. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Life After Offtag In Emergency & Trauma | Housemanship Diaries

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    The tagging hours in the Department of Emergency & Trauma is from 7am till 10pm, for a total of 10 days and one off day per week. There are no assessments required to off-tag, only hours required to cash in.

    During our tagging season, we were not allocated for night shifts as well.

    For me, tagging in this posting felt like an eternity. I remembered counting down my days before I would finally “offtag” and be switched to regular working hours. I also remembered being extremely exhausted at the end of my shift, wondering how did my fellow colleagues managed to pull through.

    Tagging in this posting as compared to the other postings was considered less stressful as we were not required to arrive early for morning rounds. We merely had to arrive on time and upon the end of our shift, we leave, as compared to other postings where we would stay back almost every time, cash in “unpaid overtimes.”

    Finally after 10 days of tagging, I officially “off-tagged“.

    So how was life after that?

    Much better. Thankfully.

    Regular hours in the Emergency & Trauma Department meant working a 12-hours shift per day with an off day per week and a single night shift.

    Basically, we had to ensure that in total, we had to meet the total 60-hours shift per week.

    Thus are the timings for our respective shifts:

    • AM Shift: 7am – 7pm
    • PM Shift: 10am – 10pm
    • Night Shift: 10pm – 10am

    If you have read my articles on “The Joy Of Working The Night Shift As A House Officer” as well as “My Favourite Time Of The Day At Work“, I mentioned that I absolutely love the night shift. The disadvantage of working the night shift is that we are usually alone and the night shift can be rather unpredictable.

    However, it is not the same for me in this posting. Out of the shifts listed above, my favourite is the AM shift, 7am till 7pm. Initially, getting up for work at 7am is tough especially after working the PM shifts back-to-back. But after the initial morning sleepiness wears off, the day proceeds as usual and we return home at 7pm which is nice.

    Life after offtag in this department ensured that I had adequate rest prior to my shift starting. No doubt, it is a 12-hours shift every time, we usually arrive and leave work on time as compared to other postings.

    Nonetheless, I was still exhausted after every shift. Perhaps it was due to the accumulated mental and physical stress throughout the previous five postings that when I am finally blessed with extra rest, I am still tired.

    If you are still in the tagging phase, be it in this department or others, please stay strong. Remember that it doesn’t last forever, it is merely over a certain span of days or weeks.

    Keep showing up, keep doing the good work to the best of your strength and abilities and keep moving forward.

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  28. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Surviving 10 Days Of Tagging | Emergency & Trauma Department

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    My tagging days in my sixth and final rotation, Emergency and Trauma Department, lasted for a total of 10 days which was from the 11th of April till the 23rd of April 2025. This is excluding our one “off day” for the week.

    Did I manage to last throughout the tagging days?

    Not quite.

    I did take a sick leave during my second week of tagging. The reason was that I was just extremely tired.

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    The tagging hours in the Emergency and Trauma Department is from 7 am till 10pm, just in other postings.

    The good thing about this department is that we do not need to do morning reviews. Thus, coming way early prior to our shift is unheard of. We merely come and leave on time.

    However, considering that it is the Emergency Department, things are unpredictable whereby things could be quiet one moment and hectic the next.

    Hence, on days which burn, it can be extremely tiring. But, completing these tagging days are a must and so on slow days where the hours seem to pass by really slowly, I make it a point to have an “hourly toilet break“. On busy days, it may be the only time that I am given a chance to sit and breathe.

    On top of that, I made sure I took my lunch and dinner break. Not because I was hungry as I was used to having my meal for the day after work. It was merely my way of spending my time during my tagging days.

    At 10pm, the shift is over and I leave, even if the floor is busy because the following day my shift begins at 7am again.

    Finally after 10 days of “tagging“, I have finally off-tagged and shifted to “shift hours“.

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    There are no assessments in order to off-tag. as there were in other postings, which is a good thing. However, tagging in this posting felt long and seem to went on forever for me. Perhaps, this was because I was mainly tagging alone as I entered a month later than my fellow peers.

    Nonetheless, I was glad to be done with this schedule and shift back to a regular 12-hours shift.

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    Surviving 10 Days Of Tagging | Emergency & Trauma Department

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    My tagging days in my sixth and final rotation, Emergency and Trauma Department, lasted for a total of 10 days which was from the 11th of April till the 23rd of April 2025. This is excluding our one “off day” for the week.

    Did I manage to last throughout the tagging days?

    Not quite.

    I did take a sick leave during my second week of tagging. The reason was that I was just extremely tired.

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    The tagging hours in the Emergency and Trauma Department is from 7 am till 10pm, just in other postings.

    The good thing about this department is that we do not need to do morning reviews. Thus, coming way early prior to our shift is unheard of. We merely come and leave on time.

    However, considering that it is the Emergency Department, things are unpredictable whereby things could be quiet one moment and hectic the next.

    Hence, on days which burn, it can be extremely tiring. But, completing these tagging days are a must and so on slow days where the hours seem to pass by really slowly, I make it a point to have an “hourly toilet break“. On busy days, it may be the only time that I am given a chance to sit and breathe.

    On top of that, I made sure I took my lunch and dinner break. Not because I was hungry as I was used to having my meal for the day after work. It was merely my way of spending my time during my tagging days.

    At 10pm, the shift is over and I leave, even if the floor is busy because the following day my shift begins at 7am again.

    Finally after 10 days of “tagging“, I have finally off-tagged and shifted to “shift hours“.

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    There are no assessments in order to off-tag. as there were in other postings, which is a good thing. However, tagging in this posting felt long and seem to went on forever for me. Perhaps, this was because I was mainly tagging alone as I entered a month later than my fellow peers.

    Nonetheless, I was glad to be done with this schedule and shift back to a regular 12-hours shift.

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    My Last Shift As A House Officer in Medical | Housemanship Diaries

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    At the time of writing this article, I am no longer in my Fifth Rotation, Medical but already in my Sixth Rotation, The Emergency and Trauma Department and at the same time, due for my last shift in my Sixth rotation as well as being a House Officer.

    Looking back, my last shift in the Medical Department seemed ages ago.

    However, I remembered that I was night shift at that time and was at Male Medical Ward (MMW).

    My duration working in this ward was around 3 weeks. However, it was my least favourite as compared to Medical 3, Medical 4, the Infectious Disease (ID) Ward or being part of the Perimedical team. The superiors were alright but it was the vibe of the ward in general that I found unsettling that I can’t quite place my fingers on.

    The night shift in Medical is from 8pm till 9am. However, on that day, I recalled leaving home at 6:30pm to go to work as we were not allocated any “long day” shifts.

    “Long Day” or “LD” are those who work from 7am till 10pm. Thus from 6pm till 8pm, prior to the night shift person coming, there is a 2 hours gap which is filled by them.

    On that week, there were no “Long Day’s” and everyone had the opportunity to return home at 6pm. However, who would fill in the “2-hours gap”?

    Thus, I remembered me and my colleagues at that time coming into a mutual agreement and compromise that one person would stay till 7pm and the night shift person would arrive an hour earlier at 7pm.

    It was a good compromise except there would be nobody to accompany us till 10pm and usually their help is valuable. Those hours till 10pm can get rather hectic at times.

    I remembered arriving around 6:45pm and started receiving handover from the AM teams and was cautioned to lookout for a particular patient in the acute cubicle who was rather unstable.

    Upon finishing our handover, the Medical Officer on-call for that ward arrived and things started to go hectic.

    I can’t exactly remember what happened but I was on my feet the whole time and did not begin my “coming mornings” till 3am.

    Thankfully, I was still able to complete them before 5am and the morning bloods were out in the system on time.

    That morning during my post night shift, I was “summoned” for minimal bloods which I completed immediately. Usually during my post night shift, I would remain within the sights of the “AM team” and offer to help out where I could.

    But I remembered at that time that I was completely spent. I decided to rest in the House Officer’s room and take any bloods a little later prior to my shift ending, if there were any.

    Surprisingly there were none after that. I recalled seeing a junior taking the blood of a patient as I was exiting the ward and asked him as to why he did not just ask me.

    He claimed that upon arriving for his morning shift, I looked rather spent and after I left to take a short break in the House Officer’s room, he just did not want to disturb me. After all, he said, it was only one patient.

    I was touched and grateful. It was a small gesture. However, it’s small, simple things that sometimes touches you.

    After that, I clocked out for the last time as a House Officer in the Medical Department.

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    My Last Shift As A House Officer in Medical | Housemanship Diaries

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    At the time of writing this article, I am no longer in my Fifth Rotation, Medical but already in my Sixth Rotation, The Emergency and Trauma Department and at the same time, due for my last shift in my Sixth rotation as well as being a House Officer.

    Looking back, my last shift in the Medical Department seemed ages ago.

    However, I remembered that I was night shift at that time and was at Male Medical Ward (MMW).

    My duration working in this ward was around 3 weeks. However, it was my least favourite as compared to Medical 3, Medical 4, the Infectious Disease (ID) Ward or being part of the Perimedical team. The superiors were alright but it was the vibe of the ward in general that I found unsettling that I can’t quite place my fingers on.

    The night shift in Medical is from 8pm till 9am. However, on that day, I recalled leaving home at 6:30pm to go to work as we were not allocated any “long day” shifts.

    “Long Day” or “LD” are those who work from 7am till 10pm. Thus from 6pm till 8pm, prior to the night shift person coming, there is a 2 hours gap which is filled by them.

    On that week, there were no “Long Day’s” and everyone had the opportunity to return home at 6pm. However, who would fill in the “2-hours gap”?

    Thus, I remembered me and my colleagues at that time coming into a mutual agreement and compromise that one person would stay till 7pm and the night shift person would arrive an hour earlier at 7pm.

    It was a good compromise except there would be nobody to accompany us till 10pm and usually their help is valuable. Those hours till 10pm can get rather hectic at times.

    I remembered arriving around 6:45pm and started receiving handover from the AM teams and was cautioned to lookout for a particular patient in the acute cubicle who was rather unstable.

    Upon finishing our handover, the Medical Officer on-call for that ward arrived and things started to go hectic.

    I can’t exactly remember what happened but I was on my feet the whole time and did not begin my “coming mornings” till 3am.

    Thankfully, I was still able to complete them before 5am and the morning bloods were out in the system on time.

    That morning during my post night shift, I was “summoned” for minimal bloods which I completed immediately. Usually during my post night shift, I would remain within the sights of the “AM team” and offer to help out where I could.

    But I remembered at that time that I was completely spent. I decided to rest in the House Officer’s room and take any bloods a little later prior to my shift ending, if there were any.

    Surprisingly there were none after that. I recalled seeing a junior taking the blood of a patient as I was exiting the ward and asked him as to why he did not just ask me.

    He claimed that upon arriving for his morning shift, I looked rather spent and after I left to take a short break in the House Officer’s room, he just did not want to disturb me. After all, he said, it was only one patient.

    I was touched and grateful. It was a small gesture. However, it’s small, simple things that sometimes touches you.

    After that, I clocked out for the last time as a House Officer in the Medical Department.

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    Jobs That I’ve Had

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    What jobs have you had?

    Teacher

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    My first job that I’ve ever had was as a Teacher.

    I had just completed my STPM which is a form of pre-university course in Malaysia, equivalent to that of the UK A-Levels and I was waiting for my results.

    At that time, I was on a holiday with my parents and was perusing through Facebook when I came across an advertisement on a job offer at a nearby language centre, looking for an English Language teacher.

    Without any expectations, I applied for it. At least, I’d have some exposure and regularity prior to entering Medical School in September that year.

    Shortly after I returned home, I received a call and an email responding to my application. I went for the interview session and was soon called back and offered a job to which I accepted.

    Barista

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    My second job, I was a barista at a coffee shop as well as worked at the cash register of a store, both at the same time during my first and second year of medical school after which I stopped and subsequently used to work as a waitress for an F&B company. That was my third job. My second and third jobs were jobs mainly to earn extra cash after classes amidst my free time.

    Looking back, I probably should’ve just focused on my writing.

    Junior Doctor

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    My fourth and current job is working as a junior doctor at Sarawak General Hospital. I still am one since I started practicing in 2023 and is currently going through my sixth and final rotation (at the time of writing this article) before finally receiving my full APC or license to practice independently both in government or private sector.

    Am I ready for it? Certainly not.

    However, somehow I haven’t quit and I kept pushing through. I don’t know how or why and before I knew it, 2 years has flown by.

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    Jobs That I’ve Had

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    What jobs have you had?

    Teacher

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    My first job that I’ve ever had was as a Teacher.

    I had just completed my STPM which is a form of pre-university course in Malaysia, equivalent to that of the UK A-Levels and I was waiting for my results.

    At that time, I was on a holiday with my parents and was perusing through Facebook when I came across an advertisement on a job offer at a nearby language centre, looking for an English Language teacher.

    Without any expectations, I applied for it. At least, I’d have some exposure and regularity prior to entering Medical School in September that year.

    Shortly after I returned home, I received a call and an email responding to my application. I went for the interview session and was soon called back and offered a job to which I accepted.

    Barista

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    My second job, I was a barista at a coffee shop as well as worked at the cash register of a store, both at the same time during my first and second year of medical school after which I stopped and subsequently used to work as a waitress for an F&B company. That was my third job. My second and third jobs were jobs mainly to earn extra cash after classes amidst my free time.

    Looking back, I probably should’ve just focused on my writing.

    Junior Doctor

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    My fourth and current job is working as a junior doctor at Sarawak General Hospital. I still am one since I started practicing in 2023 and is currently going through my sixth and final rotation (at the time of writing this article) before finally receiving my full APC or license to practice independently both in government or private sector.

    Am I ready for it? Certainly not.

    However, somehow I haven’t quit and I kept pushing through. I don’t know how or why and before I knew it, 2 years has flown by.

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    My Teenage Years

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    Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

    Upon reading this prompt, I was reminded of my high school days. The first year of high school was very tough for me in terms of adjusting to a new school, cultures and subjects.

    I went from a comfortable place to a different one without any guidance nor advice and I went from being a senior to a freshie all over again, which I did not like.

    In addition to that, I had a very bad temper and used to talk back to my seniors which did not aid in my reputation. Well, that was the first year, things started getting better the following year onwards and my grades picked up. I have accustomed myself to the flow.

    It was during my teenage years that I met my good friends whom I still keep contact to this day albeit not meeting much.

    Looking back, I enjoyed my routine and studying very much. Waking up early was the hardest part of the day, which surprisingly isn’t one for me now, I have transitioned into an early riser.

    This is followed by shower, preparing my breakfast and lunch for school, which mostly just includes me grabbing bread or biscuits and stuffing it in my bag and wait for my parents to send me off to school, which is usually my dad. He would send me off prior going to work.

    I was truly blessed to have experience that.

    In school, it was about attending classes, completing homework or assignments, gossiping with my friends or attending extra-curricular activities. However, the place I truly enjoyed spending my time was in the library. Thus, if I were to bunk class, I would lock myself inside the library and just study or read. The perks of being a librarian. Thankfully, my teacher-in-charge of the library always had my back if I were to be questioned regarding my whereabouts.

    After school, my mother would be the one who usually picks me up from school and most of the time, we would eat outside. Occasionally, she does cook at home and as I am writing this reflection, I truly miss these simple heartwarming dishes.

    This is then followed by me showering, completing my homework, studying, chilling, going out with my mom and getting ready for tuition or extra classes which are usually in the evenings or on alternate days.

    Life was simple and predictable. I remembered attending multiple tuition classes during the week, mainly because I was bored being at home as I was not allowed to simply go out with my friends as I pleased. Thus, I looked forward to those evenings.

    Holidays and weekends were the things I looked forward to as well and I enjoyed recuperating or simply helping my parents out with their chores, watching movies or TV shows, studying with music, writing and playing video games.

    Surprisingly, what aid me in studying back in high school was due to video games. Perhaps it was the way I “destress” and it drives my mind.

    I was not allowed to work during the holidays as my parents feared that once I get the taste of my own earnings, studying will no longer be a priority. However, my pocket money wasn’t great either. But I still got by and occasionally, my dad would slip in some money without my mom knowing just so I could enjoy a nice meal across the road with my friend.

    The stress back then were focused on exams and completing homework. Occasionally, life dramas do get in the way, all part and parcel of being a “teenager”, having crushes, jealousy and bullying.

    However, for the most part, I enjoyed my teenage years and looking back, I wouldn’t change a thing except to be more disciplined in my studying and to learn more.

    Those years flew by rather quickly. Before I knew it, I was a senior and the stress of choosing a major or course and the university applications kicked in. Over the years, I’ve accumulated multiple fond memories with my friends as well which were a mixed of beautiful ones, silly and extremely foolish ones, which we do look back and laugh about during our meet-ups.

    If you are reading this, I hope that you did enjoy your teenage years as much as I did too. If you are a teenager, do not fill your time with just studying, immerse yourself in extracurricular activities as well and discover new habits. It is the season of discovering yourself, and hopefully in years to come when you do look back and ponder, it will be filled with sweet memories as well.

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    Part 2 – Life As A Peri Medical House Officer In Hospital Umum Sarawak | Main Building, Side Building, Infectious Disease Ward

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    The Peri Medical House Officer Team takes care of:

    1. The Emergency Department
      • Green zone
      • Yellow zone
      • Yellow respiratory zone
      • Green-Yellow zone
      • Asthma Bay
      • Red Zone I
      • Red Zone II
      • Decon
      • CSSD
      • EDOU
    2. Main Building
    3. Side Building
    4. Infectious Disease Ward
    5. SDC (Surgical Daycare)

    In this article, I will be sharing my experiences as a Perimedical House Officer covering main building, side building, SDC as well as the Infectious Disease (ID) ward.

    As I previously mentioned in my previous article, the work begins from 7am till 6pm (short days), 7am till 10pm (long days) and 8am till 9am (night shifts).

    Covering this part of the hospital meant taking care of “stranded patients” which are medical patients who are lodging in other department wards as there are no space or beds available in the main medical wards. Usually, patients like these are somewhat stable enough to be left on their own without constant supervision. Those that do require, are usually left in the Emergency Department or transferred straight to medical wards.

    The Main Building

    Taking care of the Main Building meant that one would have to cover:

    On some days, there would not be any perimedical patients in certain wards. Thus, there are days that we do not have to go to these wards. On bad days, there are perimedical patients on every floor and the patient count will be extremely high.

    During my time serving in the main building, I was blessed enough to have a partner. Thus, despite the high volume of patients, it felt manageable.

    Upon my arrival, I usually begin from the highest floor and work my way down. Thus, I begin from the 7th floor by checking with the TL or Team Leader to identify new cases and update the list followed by tracing the blood investigations.

    This is to ensure that the patients are not missed during rounds.

    I proceed with doing this in the wards of every floor till I am done prior to beginning my morning reviews.

    Usually by then, the Medical Officers have arrived and are proceeding with their morning reviews.

    Sometimes, we join in and sometimes, we are asked to review the other patients and on our own until the specialist arrives.

    Upon the specialist’s arrival, we would all meet up at one place to begin out rounds.

    Rounds in perimedical is similar to that in the ward. The only difference is that rounds are once daily and the patients are all around the place.

    In between, there would be new transfer ins, attending to acute issues of which the nurses from other wards would call or inform the House Officers from other departments.

    After that, it is followed by preparation of the coming morning bloods. The wards and bed numbers are labelled on top of the forms and kept in the ETD for the night House Officers to take.

    The Side Building

    The Side Building is less hectic than main building and that meant we had to cover:

    As usual, upon my arrival, I would begin at the topmost floor and check for any new patients as well as to trace the bloods.

    After all of it is done, I begin my review in the ICU Extension 2 Ward. The ICU Extension 2 ward consists of unstable, intubated patients of various departments.

    Usually by the time I begin my morning review, the specialist would have just arrived and we begin our rounds.

    After the ICU Extension 2 is followed by Neurosurgical Ward since they are located at the same place, then Neurosurgical HDU.

    Upon completion of morning rounds is followed by carrying out the active joblists, discharges and requesting for radiological scans.

    Similar to Main Building, the coming morning bloods are prepped and kept at the Emergency Department for the night house officers to collect.

    SDC – Surgical Day Care

    SDC is the Surgical Day Care as per the name. Usually patients who are admitted here come in on the day of the procedure itself and is discharged in the evening.

    However, when the wards are fully occupied and the Emergency Department is overflowing with stranded patients, the SDC converts temporarily to host the stranded patients.

    At max, the patient load is only two cubicles full and the patients being admitted there are usually relatively stable.

    Similar to main building and side building, I begin my day with tracing the bloods, x-rays or any relevant radiologist reports before beginning my review and rounds with the medical officer and specialists.

    The Infectious Disease Ward

    The Infectious Disease Ward or “ID Ward” is located in a building separate from the main or side building.

    Previously, it used to be the House Officer’s Accommodation. However, it was subsequently converted into a ward.

    The ward consists of two floors with each floor containing 6 isolation rooms for each floor. Upon entering the ward itself, one has to change into the hospital scrubs and prior entering the ward isolation rooms, one has to don apron, shower cap and gloves, the standard PPE.

    The casenotes are not allowed to be brought in, thus all reviews are written outside.

    What do I do if I were stationed to at the Infectious Disease Ward?

    The house officer allocated to the ID ward are those from the Peri Pool, meaning our shift is from 7am till 6pm for short days.

    Thus, upon my arrival, I would change into the hospital scrubs. Then, I would proceed to trace the bloods. The bloods sent from the ID ward are usually late. Thus. It would either be pending in the system or yet to be in the system.

    Next, I will begin my reviews, first to the newly transferred in patients followed by the rest while awaiting the medical officer.

    There is a whiteboard consisting of the names of the patients in the isolation rooms. Usually in the morning prior to entering the isolation rooms, we would have a short round and presentation with the ID consultant with the whiteboard.

    Thus, during my time there, I would constantly update and personalise it according to my style which would be easier for me during my presentation with the ward consultant.

    After that, we will all proceed to the isolation room. As House Officers, we are the scribe and assistants of the medical officers. Since, we are not allowed to bring the casenotes into the isolation room, thus we will type everything inside our phone and transfer it onto paper after our grand rounds with the patients.

    Rounds at the Infectious Disease Ward is only once daily.

    After the completion of rounds, just like any ward is the completion of active joblist.

    Personally, I enjoyed my time in the Infectious Disease Ward a lot, mainly because I was given the autonomy to customise the board as I liked, present to the consultant myself and was asked multiple questions during rounds and having discussions which I find rather stimulating and enjoyable.

    On top of that, I even had time to return home for a quick lunch every time I was stationed at this ward.

    In the afternoon, some patients on high oxygen support may need arterial blood gases (ABGs) at certain time. If not, it is the preparation of coming morning bloods and transfer ins of any new patients.

    Being in charge of the other places is considerably less hectic than being allocated in the Yellow Zone which can get rather crazy at times as there is massive movement of patients constantly. It actually feels like as if I am at KL Sentral during peak hours.

    However, do not fear if you are allocated into the Peri Medical Pool. The workload can get extremely hectic and it can be rather messy. But, always try your best to learn as much as you can during your period serving there and to enjoy your journey.

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  36. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Part 2 – Life As A Peri Medical House Officer In Hospital Umum Sarawak | Main Building, Side Building, Infectious Disease Ward

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    The Peri Medical House Officer Team takes care of:

    1. The Emergency Department
      • Green zone
      • Yellow zone
      • Yellow respiratory zone
      • Green-Yellow zone
      • Asthma Bay
      • Red Zone I
      • Red Zone II
      • Decon
      • CSSD
      • EDOU
    2. Main Building
    3. Side Building
    4. Infectious Disease Ward
    5. SDC (Surgical Daycare)

    In this article, I will be sharing my experiences as a Perimedical House Officer covering main building, side building, SDC as well as the Infectious Disease (ID) ward.

    As I previously mentioned in my previous article, the work begins from 7am till 6pm (short days), 7am till 10pm (long days) and 8am till 9am (night shifts).

    Covering this part of the hospital meant taking care of “stranded patients” which are medical patients who are lodging in other department wards as there are no space or beds available in the main medical wards. Usually, patients like these are somewhat stable enough to be left on their own without constant supervision. Those that do require, are usually left in the Emergency Department or transferred straight to medical wards.

    The Main Building

    Taking care of the Main Building meant that one would have to cover:

    On some days, there would not be any perimedical patients in certain wards. Thus, there are days that we do not have to go to these wards. On bad days, there are perimedical patients on every floor and the patient count will be extremely high.

    During my time serving in the main building, I was blessed enough to have a partner. Thus, despite the high volume of patients, it felt manageable.

    Upon my arrival, I usually begin from the highest floor and work my way down. Thus, I begin from the 7th floor by checking with the TL or Team Leader to identify new cases and update the list followed by tracing the blood investigations.

    This is to ensure that the patients are not missed during rounds.

    I proceed with doing this in the wards of every floor till I am done prior to beginning my morning reviews.

    Usually by then, the Medical Officers have arrived and are proceeding with their morning reviews.

    Sometimes, we join in and sometimes, we are asked to review the other patients and on our own until the specialist arrives.

    Upon the specialist’s arrival, we would all meet up at one place to begin out rounds.

    Rounds in perimedical is similar to that in the ward. The only difference is that rounds are once daily and the patients are all around the place.

    In between, there would be new transfer ins, attending to acute issues of which the nurses from other wards would call or inform the House Officers from other departments.

    After that, it is followed by preparation of the coming morning bloods. The wards and bed numbers are labelled on top of the forms and kept in the ETD for the night House Officers to take.

    The Side Building

    The Side Building is less hectic than main building and that meant we had to cover:

    As usual, upon my arrival, I would begin at the topmost floor and check for any new patients as well as to trace the bloods.

    After all of it is done, I begin my review in the ICU Extension 2 Ward. The ICU Extension 2 ward consists of unstable, intubated patients of various departments.

    Usually by the time I begin my morning review, the specialist would have just arrived and we begin our rounds.

    After the ICU Extension 2 is followed by Neurosurgical Ward since they are located at the same place, then Neurosurgical HDU.

    Upon completion of morning rounds is followed by carrying out the active joblists, discharges and requesting for radiological scans.

    Similar to Main Building, the coming morning bloods are prepped and kept at the Emergency Department for the night house officers to collect.

    SDC – Surgical Day Care

    SDC is the Surgical Day Care as per the name. Usually patients who are admitted here come in on the day of the procedure itself and is discharged in the evening.

    However, when the wards are fully occupied and the Emergency Department is overflowing with stranded patients, the SDC converts temporarily to host the stranded patients.

    At max, the patient load is only two cubicles full and the patients being admitted there are usually relatively stable.

    Similar to main building and side building, I begin my day with tracing the bloods, x-rays or any relevant radiologist reports before beginning my review and rounds with the medical officer and specialists.

    The Infectious Disease Ward

    The Infectious Disease Ward or “ID Ward” is located in a building separate from the main or side building.

    Previously, it used to be the House Officer’s Accommodation. However, it was subsequently converted into a ward.

    The ward consists of two floors with each floor containing 6 isolation rooms for each floor. Upon entering the ward itself, one has to change into the hospital scrubs and prior entering the ward isolation rooms, one has to don apron, shower cap and gloves, the standard PPE.

    The casenotes are not allowed to be brought in, thus all reviews are written outside.

    What do I do if I were stationed to at the Infectious Disease Ward?

    The house officer allocated to the ID ward are those from the Peri Pool, meaning our shift is from 7am till 6pm for short days.

    Thus, upon my arrival, I would change into the hospital scrubs. Then, I would proceed to trace the bloods. The bloods sent from the ID ward are usually late. Thus. It would either be pending in the system or yet to be in the system.

    Next, I will begin my reviews, first to the newly transferred in patients followed by the rest while awaiting the medical officer.

    There is a whiteboard consisting of the names of the patients in the isolation rooms. Usually in the morning prior to entering the isolation rooms, we would have a short round and presentation with the ID consultant with the whiteboard.

    Thus, during my time there, I would constantly update and personalise it according to my style which would be easier for me during my presentation with the ward consultant.

    After that, we will all proceed to the isolation room. As House Officers, we are the scribe and assistants of the medical officers. Since, we are not allowed to bring the casenotes into the isolation room, thus we will type everything inside our phone and transfer it onto paper after our grand rounds with the patients.

    Rounds at the Infectious Disease Ward is only once daily.

    After the completion of rounds, just like any ward is the completion of active joblist.

    Personally, I enjoyed my time in the Infectious Disease Ward a lot, mainly because I was given the autonomy to customise the board as I liked, present to the consultant myself and was asked multiple questions during rounds and having discussions which I find rather stimulating and enjoyable.

    On top of that, I even had time to return home for a quick lunch every time I was stationed at this ward.

    In the afternoon, some patients on high oxygen support may need arterial blood gases (ABGs) at certain time. If not, it is the preparation of coming morning bloods and transfer ins of any new patients.

    Being in charge of the other places is considerably less hectic than being allocated in the Yellow Zone which can get rather crazy at times as there is massive movement of patients constantly. It actually feels like as if I am at KL Sentral during peak hours.

    However, do not fear if you are allocated into the Peri Medical Pool. The workload can get extremely hectic and it can be rather messy. But, always try your best to learn as much as you can during your period serving there and to enjoy your journey.

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  37. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Part 2 – Life As A Peri Medical House Officer In Hospital Umum Sarawak | Main Building, Side Building, Infectious Disease Ward

    Related Posts:

    The Peri Medical House Officer Team takes care of:

    1. The Emergency Department
      • Green zone
      • Yellow zone
      • Yellow respiratory zone
      • Green-Yellow zone
      • Asthma Bay
      • Red Zone I
      • Red Zone II
      • Decon
      • CSSD
      • EDOU
    2. Main Building
    3. Side Building
    4. Infectious Disease Ward
    5. SDC (Surgical Daycare)

    In this article, I will be sharing my experiences as a Perimedical House Officer covering main building, side building, SDC as well as the Infectious Disease (ID) ward.

    As I previously mentioned in my previous article, the work begins from 7am till 6pm (short days), 7am till 10pm (long days) and 8am till 9am (night shifts).

    Covering this part of the hospital meant taking care of “stranded patients” which are medical patients who are lodging in other department wards as there are no space or beds available in the main medical wards. Usually, patients like these are somewhat stable enough to be left on their own without constant supervision. Those that do require, are usually left in the Emergency Department or transferred straight to medical wards.

    The Main Building

    Taking care of the Main Building meant that one would have to cover:

    On some days, there would not be any perimedical patients in certain wards. Thus, there are days that we do not have to go to these wards. On bad days, there are perimedical patients on every floor and the patient count will be extremely high.

    During my time serving in the main building, I was blessed enough to have a partner. Thus, despite the high volume of patients, it felt manageable.

    Upon my arrival, I usually begin from the highest floor and work my way down. Thus, I begin from the 7th floor by checking with the TL or Team Leader to identify new cases and update the list followed by tracing the blood investigations.

    This is to ensure that the patients are not missed during rounds.

    I proceed with doing this in the wards of every floor till I am done prior to beginning my morning reviews.

    Usually by then, the Medical Officers have arrived and are proceeding with their morning reviews.

    Sometimes, we join in and sometimes, we are asked to review the other patients and on our own until the specialist arrives.

    Upon the specialist’s arrival, we would all meet up at one place to begin out rounds.

    Rounds in perimedical is similar to that in the ward. The only difference is that rounds are once daily and the patients are all around the place.

    In between, there would be new transfer ins, attending to acute issues of which the nurses from other wards would call or inform the House Officers from other departments.

    After that, it is followed by preparation of the coming morning bloods. The wards and bed numbers are labelled on top of the forms and kept in the ETD for the night House Officers to take.

    The Side Building

    The Side Building is less hectic than main building and that meant we had to cover:

    As usual, upon my arrival, I would begin at the topmost floor and check for any new patients as well as to trace the bloods.

    After all of it is done, I begin my review in the ICU Extension 2 Ward. The ICU Extension 2 ward consists of unstable, intubated patients of various departments.

    Usually by the time I begin my morning review, the specialist would have just arrived and we begin our rounds.

    After the ICU Extension 2 is followed by Neurosurgical Ward since they are located at the same place, then Neurosurgical HDU.

    Upon completion of morning rounds is followed by carrying out the active joblists, discharges and requesting for radiological scans.

    Similar to Main Building, the coming morning bloods are prepped and kept at the Emergency Department for the night house officers to collect.

    SDC – Surgical Day Care

    SDC is the Surgical Day Care as per the name. Usually patients who are admitted here come in on the day of the procedure itself and is discharged in the evening.

    However, when the wards are fully occupied and the Emergency Department is overflowing with stranded patients, the SDC converts temporarily to host the stranded patients.

    At max, the patient load is only two cubicles full and the patients being admitted there are usually relatively stable.

    Similar to main building and side building, I begin my day with tracing the bloods, x-rays or any relevant radiologist reports before beginning my review and rounds with the medical officer and specialists.

    The Infectious Disease Ward

    The Infectious Disease Ward or “ID Ward” is located in a building separate from the main or side building.

    Previously, it used to be the House Officer’s Accommodation. However, it was subsequently converted into a ward.

    The ward consists of two floors with each floor containing 6 isolation rooms for each floor. Upon entering the ward itself, one has to change into the hospital scrubs and prior entering the ward isolation rooms, one has to don apron, shower cap and gloves, the standard PPE.

    The casenotes are not allowed to be brought in, thus all reviews are written outside.

    What do I do if I were stationed to at the Infectious Disease Ward?

    The house officer allocated to the ID ward are those from the Peri Pool, meaning our shift is from 7am till 6pm for short days.

    Thus, upon my arrival, I would change into the hospital scrubs. Then, I would proceed to trace the bloods. The bloods sent from the ID ward are usually late. Thus. It would either be pending in the system or yet to be in the system.

    Next, I will begin my reviews, first to the newly transferred in patients followed by the rest while awaiting the medical officer.

    There is a whiteboard consisting of the names of the patients in the isolation rooms. Usually in the morning prior to entering the isolation rooms, we would have a short round and presentation with the ID consultant with the whiteboard.

    Thus, during my time there, I would constantly update and personalise it according to my style which would be easier for me during my presentation with the ward consultant.

    After that, we will all proceed to the isolation room. As House Officers, we are the scribe and assistants of the medical officers. Since, we are not allowed to bring the casenotes into the isolation room, thus we will type everything inside our phone and transfer it onto paper after our grand rounds with the patients.

    Rounds at the Infectious Disease Ward is only once daily.

    After the completion of rounds, just like any ward is the completion of active joblist.

    Personally, I enjoyed my time in the Infectious Disease Ward a lot, mainly because I was given the autonomy to customise the board as I liked, present to the consultant myself and was asked multiple questions during rounds and having discussions which I find rather stimulating and enjoyable.

    On top of that, I even had time to return home for a quick lunch every time I was stationed at this ward.

    In the afternoon, some patients on high oxygen support may need arterial blood gases (ABGs) at certain time. If not, it is the preparation of coming morning bloods and transfer ins of any new patients.

    Being in charge of the other places is considerably less hectic than being allocated in the Yellow Zone which can get rather crazy at times as there is massive movement of patients constantly. It actually feels like as if I am at KL Sentral during peak hours.

    However, do not fear if you are allocated into the Peri Medical Pool. The workload can get extremely hectic and it can be rather messy. But, always try your best to learn as much as you can during your period serving there and to enjoy your journey.

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  38. 𐕣 C M D R ░ NOVA 𐕣 @[email protected] ·

    What jobs have you had?

    Kind of a loaded topic to ask which jobs I’ve worked. I have my current job, and it’s a company I’ve worked for on and off for a lot of my adult years. But that doesn’t mean I’m not looking at potentially finding something in tech, that’s remote, and something I can put my laser-focused brain in. But, that’s an ongoing search, and I have a habit of rambling into different topics when I’ve already got one set.

    Before I graduated from high school, I started working for a diner that used to be kind of medium-big. The place was called Eat N’ Park. It was like a fake diner. Their food was made with assembly instructions and everything was frozen. Ramsay would’ve hated them. It was my first job ever, the first place I dropped fifty plates in front of a bunch of customers who were eating, and the first place one of the line cooks asked me to his car for a drink–At which point I finished my shift extremely drunk, and potentially poisoned.

    I left that job.

    Afterward, I went off and started working at a local Pizza Hut close to where I lived in Steelton, Pennsylvania (this was the time when I still lived in a haunted house). I kind of liked that job, mostly because I’m a big fan of pizza. Nowadays, Pizza Hut pizza kinda makes me gag a little. They use way too much pan grease on their dough.

    I eventually left that job too, after the police raided the place and found out the franchise owner was using the delivery drivers to sell drugs.

    I wasn’t involved, don’t worry.

    After that, I started working for a steakhouse. Can’t remember its name, but that was also a bit of a tumultuous job. I was still really young and naive, and my boss took advantage of that. I was the prep guy who set up everything for the salad bar every day. One day it rained real bad, and guess who got stuck on overtime mopping up the entire basement?

    Me.

    That’s not the reason I left that job, though. I ended up leaving after a dinner rush when I was ordered to chop a bunch of lettuce as quickly as possible … and nearly chopped off an index finger. I remember squeezing my fingers together, and my boss kind of laughing asking if I wanted an ambulance. I decided to let my girlfriend pick me up, and I went the hell home. For good.

    Then, before I entered the company I currently work for, I went to work at a gas station in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. That job was also … strange. Nothing in the store had barcodes you could scan when a customer was buying something. You had to … memorize the prices. That was all fine and dandy, if at least a little tricky, but then my boss stuck me on the night shift.

    I think this was around the time I noticed my coworker, who got me into chewing tobacco for a short period of time, was doing whippets in the coolers at the back.

    But the night shift, that was a completely different ballgame. I got to see the kids coming out late at night partying, buying up teas and cigarettes. You know, people who were my age. I also got a date from a girl who did figure-eight donuts in a Chevy Berreta around the pumps one night. She spent a few days with me until she decided to drop the bomb that she had … an incurable STD (that wasn’t the last time I saw her that year).

    Those aren’t the worst things that happened when I had this job, though. I’d say the worst things were probably the much older customers who would come in at night.

    To say I almost got robbed would be an understatement. I’m pretty sure I did, but by two guys who were asking me for money from my own bank account, and totally not the guy who came in and stared at me for fifteen minutes. I had to call the police multiple times in this position, and I’m pretty sure it was my fresh-faced naivety that stopped me from getting a gun to the face.

    The potential thieves who were asking me for money from the ATM? Yeah, I’m pretty sure the dudes just wanted me out of the building. Again, I didn’t realize this at the time, because I was just a kid, with no real world experience whatsoever.

    I ended up leaving that job after my boss got busted for stealing winning lottery tickets, while shorting my drawer every morning. She tried to pin that on me (she was arrested), and the new manager believed her. I got a lifetime ban from that particular station.

    Believe me when I say this, I, in no way, ever stole anything from that place. I worked my shifts, I almost got robbed, I almost kissed a girl who had genital warts, and then I got terminated via never returning.

    My first set of jobs were really ridiculous, and I got taken advantage constantly. I was just naive, not very aware, and that made me seem unintelligent. Things changed though, and I kind of became more aware, more vigilant. I don’t let things get past me so easily anymore. I don’t let customers give me the sleight of hand in retail settings, and I don’t ask random girls on dates just because they know how to drift without exploding some gas tanks.

    But that’s how I entered the workforce, and I remember specifically trying to get my first job back (because I kind of actually enjoyed working in a restaurant), but my boss told me no. Not because I walked out the door, not because he probably knew I was silly-drunk one night, but because I didn’t burn him a bunch of music CDs to replace what was stolen from his Jeep. Because … I was totally responsible for that, right?

    When I tell you I was seriously taken advantage of, I mean it. If you’re around the age I was when I rifled through these jobs, keep this sort of stuff in mind. The corporate world, whether it be retail, or food service, it is not kind to high school kids, or people who have just become adults.

    https://cmdr-nova.online/2024/05/30/jobs-ive-done/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodService #retail

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodservice #retail
  39. 𐕣 C M D R ░ NOVA 𐕣 @[email protected] ·

    What jobs have you had?

    Kind of a loaded topic to ask which jobs I’ve worked. I have my current job, and it’s a company I’ve worked for on and off for a lot of my adult years. But that doesn’t mean I’m not looking at potentially finding something in tech, that’s remote, and something I can put my laser-focused brain in. But, that’s an ongoing search, and I have a habit of rambling into different topics when I’ve already got one set.

    Before I graduated from high school, I started working for a diner that used to be kind of medium-big. The place was called Eat N’ Park. It was like a fake diner. Their food was made with assembly instructions and everything was frozen. Ramsay would’ve hated them. It was my first job ever, the first place I dropped fifty plates in front of a bunch of customers who were eating, and the first place one of the line cooks asked me to his car for a drink–At which point I finished my shift extremely drunk, and potentially poisoned.

    I left that job.

    Afterward, I went off and started working at a local Pizza Hut close to where I lived in Steelton, Pennsylvania (this was the time when I still lived in a haunted house). I kind of liked that job, mostly because I’m a big fan of pizza. Nowadays, Pizza Hut pizza kinda makes me gag a little. They use way too much pan grease on their dough.

    I eventually left that job too, after the police raided the place and found out the franchise owner was using the delivery drivers to sell drugs.

    I wasn’t involved, don’t worry.

    After that, I started working for a steakhouse. Can’t remember its name, but that was also a bit of a tumultuous job. I was still really young and naive, and my boss took advantage of that. I was the prep guy who set up everything for the salad bar every day. One day it rained real bad, and guess who got stuck on overtime mopping up the entire basement?

    Me.

    That’s not the reason I left that job, though. I ended up leaving after a dinner rush when I was ordered to chop a bunch of lettuce as quickly as possible … and nearly chopped off an index finger. I remember squeezing my fingers together, and my boss kind of laughing asking if I wanted an ambulance. I decided to let my girlfriend pick me up, and I went the hell home. For good.

    Then, before I entered the company I currently work for, I went to work at a gas station in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. That job was also … strange. Nothing in the store had barcodes you could scan when a customer was buying something. You had to … memorize the prices. That was all fine and dandy, if at least a little tricky, but then my boss stuck me on the night shift.

    I think this was around the time I noticed my coworker, who got me into chewing tobacco for a short period of time, was doing whippets in the coolers at the back.

    But the night shift, that was a completely different ballgame. I got to see the kids coming out late at night partying, buying up teas and cigarettes. You know, people who were my age. I also got a date from a girl who did figure-eight donuts in a Chevy Berreta around the pumps one night. She spent a few days with me until she decided to drop the bomb that she had … an incurable STD (that wasn’t the last time I saw her that year).

    Those aren’t the worst things that happened when I had this job, though. I’d say the worst things were probably the much older customers who would come in at night.

    To say I almost got robbed would be an understatement. I’m pretty sure I did, but by two guys who were asking me for money from my own bank account, and totally not the guy who came in and stared at me for fifteen minutes. I had to call the police multiple times in this position, and I’m pretty sure it was my fresh-faced naivety that stopped me from getting a gun to the face.

    The potential thieves who were asking me for money from the ATM? Yeah, I’m pretty sure the dudes just wanted me out of the building. Again, I didn’t realize this at the time, because I was just a kid, with no real world experience whatsoever.

    I ended up leaving that job after my boss got busted for stealing winning lottery tickets, while shorting my drawer every morning. She tried to pin that on me (she was arrested), and the new manager believed her. I got a lifetime ban from that particular station.

    Believe me when I say this, I, in no way, ever stole anything from that place. I worked my shifts, I almost got robbed, I almost kissed a girl who had genital warts, and then I got terminated via never returning.

    My first set of jobs were really ridiculous, and I got taken advantage constantly. I was just naive, not very aware, and that made me seem unintelligent. Things changed though, and I kind of became more aware, more vigilant. I don’t let things get past me so easily anymore. I don’t let customers give me the sleight of hand in retail settings, and I don’t ask random girls on dates just because they know how to drift without exploding some gas tanks.

    But that’s how I entered the workforce, and I remember specifically trying to get my first job back (because I kind of actually enjoyed working in a restaurant), but my boss told me no. Not because I walked out the door, not because he probably knew I was silly-drunk one night, but because I didn’t burn him a bunch of music CDs to replace what was stolen from his Jeep. Because … I was totally responsible for that, right?

    When I tell you I was seriously taken advantage of, I mean it. If you’re around the age I was when I rifled through these jobs, keep this sort of stuff in mind. The corporate world, whether it be retail, or food service, it is not kind to high school kids, or people who have just become adults.

    https://cmdr-nova.online/2024/05/30/jobs-ive-done/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodService #retail

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodservice #retail
  40. 𐕣 C M D R ░ NOVA 𐕣 @[email protected] ·

    What jobs have you had?

    Kind of a loaded topic to ask which jobs I’ve worked. I have my current job, and it’s a company I’ve worked for on and off for a lot of my adult years. But that doesn’t mean I’m not looking at potentially finding something in tech, that’s remote, and something I can put my laser-focused brain in. But, that’s an ongoing search, and I have a habit of rambling into different topics when I’ve already got one set.

    Before I graduated from high school, I started working for a diner that used to be kind of medium-big. The place was called Eat N’ Park. It was like a fake diner. Their food was made with assembly instructions and everything was frozen. Ramsay would’ve hated them. It was my first job ever, the first place I dropped fifty plates in front of a bunch of customers who were eating, and the first place one of the line cooks asked me to his car for a drink–At which point I finished my shift extremely drunk, and potentially poisoned.

    I left that job.

    Afterward, I went off and started working at a local Pizza Hut close to where I lived in Steelton, Pennsylvania (this was the time when I still lived in a haunted house). I kind of liked that job, mostly because I’m a big fan of pizza. Nowadays, Pizza Hut pizza kinda makes me gag a little. They use way too much pan grease on their dough.

    I eventually left that job too, after the police raided the place and found out the franchise owner was using the delivery drivers to sell drugs.

    I wasn’t involved, don’t worry.

    After that, I started working for a steakhouse. Can’t remember its name, but that was also a bit of a tumultuous job. I was still really young and naive, and my boss took advantage of that. I was the prep guy who set up everything for the salad bar every day. One day it rained real bad, and guess who got stuck on overtime mopping up the entire basement?

    Me.

    That’s not the reason I left that job, though. I ended up leaving after a dinner rush when I was ordered to chop a bunch of lettuce as quickly as possible … and nearly chopped off an index finger. I remember squeezing my fingers together, and my boss kind of laughing asking if I wanted an ambulance. I decided to let my girlfriend pick me up, and I went the hell home. For good.

    Then, before I entered the company I currently work for, I went to work at a gas station in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. That job was also … strange. Nothing in the store had barcodes you could scan when a customer was buying something. You had to … memorize the prices. That was all fine and dandy, if at least a little tricky, but then my boss stuck me on the night shift.

    I think this was around the time I noticed my coworker, who got me into chewing tobacco for a short period of time, was doing whippets in the coolers at the back.

    But the night shift, that was a completely different ballgame. I got to see the kids coming out late at night partying, buying up teas and cigarettes. You know, people who were my age. I also got a date from a girl who did figure-eight donuts in a Chevy Berreta around the pumps one night. She spent a few days with me until she decided to drop the bomb that she had … an incurable STD (that wasn’t the last time I saw her that year).

    Those aren’t the worst things that happened when I had this job, though. I’d say the worst things were probably the much older customers who would come in at night.

    To say I almost got robbed would be an understatement. I’m pretty sure I did, but by two guys who were asking me for money from my own bank account, and totally not the guy who came in and stared at me for fifteen minutes. I had to call the police multiple times in this position, and I’m pretty sure it was my fresh-faced naivety that stopped me from getting a gun to the face.

    The potential thieves who were asking me for money from the ATM? Yeah, I’m pretty sure the dudes just wanted me out of the building. Again, I didn’t realize this at the time, because I was just a kid, with no real world experience whatsoever.

    I ended up leaving that job after my boss got busted for stealing winning lottery tickets, while shorting my drawer every morning. She tried to pin that on me (she was arrested), and the new manager believed her. I got a lifetime ban from that particular station.

    Believe me when I say this, I, in no way, ever stole anything from that place. I worked my shifts, I almost got robbed, I almost kissed a girl who had genital warts, and then I got terminated via never returning.

    My first set of jobs were really ridiculous, and I got taken advantage constantly. I was just naive, not very aware, and that made me seem unintelligent. Things changed though, and I kind of became more aware, more vigilant. I don’t let things get past me so easily anymore. I don’t let customers give me the sleight of hand in retail settings, and I don’t ask random girls on dates just because they know how to drift without exploding some gas tanks.

    But that’s how I entered the workforce, and I remember specifically trying to get my first job back (because I kind of actually enjoyed working in a restaurant), but my boss told me no. Not because I walked out the door, not because he probably knew I was silly-drunk one night, but because I didn’t burn him a bunch of music CDs to replace what was stolen from his Jeep. Because … I was totally responsible for that, right?

    When I tell you I was seriously taken advantage of, I mean it. If you’re around the age I was when I rifled through these jobs, keep this sort of stuff in mind. The corporate world, whether it be retail, or food service, it is not kind to high school kids, or people who have just become adults.

    https://cmdr-nova.online/2024/05/30/jobs-ive-done/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodService #retail

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodservice #retail
  41. 𐕣 C M D R ░ NOVA 𐕣 @[email protected] ·

    What jobs have you had?

    Kind of a loaded topic to ask which jobs I’ve worked. I have my current job, and it’s a company I’ve worked for on and off for a lot of my adult years. But that doesn’t mean I’m not looking at potentially finding something in tech, that’s remote, and something I can put my laser-focused brain in. But, that’s an ongoing search, and I have a habit of rambling into different topics when I’ve already got one set.

    Before I graduated from high school, I started working for a diner that used to be kind of medium-big. The place was called Eat N’ Park. It was like a fake diner. Their food was made with assembly instructions and everything was frozen. Ramsay would’ve hated them. It was my first job ever, the first place I dropped fifty plates in front of a bunch of customers who were eating, and the first place one of the line cooks asked me to his car for a drink–At which point I finished my shift extremely drunk, and potentially poisoned.

    I left that job.

    Afterward, I went off and started working at a local Pizza Hut close to where I lived in Steelton, Pennsylvania (this was the time when I still lived in a haunted house). I kind of liked that job, mostly because I’m a big fan of pizza. Nowadays, Pizza Hut pizza kinda makes me gag a little. They use way too much pan grease on their dough.

    I eventually left that job too, after the police raided the place and found out the franchise owner was using the delivery drivers to sell drugs.

    I wasn’t involved, don’t worry.

    After that, I started working for a steakhouse. Can’t remember its name, but that was also a bit of a tumultuous job. I was still really young and naive, and my boss took advantage of that. I was the prep guy who set up everything for the salad bar every day. One day it rained real bad, and guess who got stuck on overtime mopping up the entire basement?

    Me.

    That’s not the reason I left that job, though. I ended up leaving after a dinner rush when I was ordered to chop a bunch of lettuce as quickly as possible … and nearly chopped off an index finger. I remember squeezing my fingers together, and my boss kind of laughing asking if I wanted an ambulance. I decided to let my girlfriend pick me up, and I went the hell home. For good.

    Then, before I entered the company I currently work for, I went to work at a gas station in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. That job was also … strange. Nothing in the store had barcodes you could scan when a customer was buying something. You had to … memorize the prices. That was all fine and dandy, if at least a little tricky, but then my boss stuck me on the night shift.

    I think this was around the time I noticed my coworker, who got me into chewing tobacco for a short period of time, was doing whippets in the coolers at the back.

    But the night shift, that was a completely different ballgame. I got to see the kids coming out late at night partying, buying up teas and cigarettes. You know, people who were my age. I also got a date from a girl who did figure-eight donuts in a Chevy Berreta around the pumps one night. She spent a few days with me until she decided to drop the bomb that she had … an incurable STD (that wasn’t the last time I saw her that year).

    Those aren’t the worst things that happened when I had this job, though. I’d say the worst things were probably the much older customers who would come in at night.

    To say I almost got robbed would be an understatement. I’m pretty sure I did, but by two guys who were asking me for money from my own bank account, and totally not the guy who came in and stared at me for fifteen minutes. I had to call the police multiple times in this position, and I’m pretty sure it was my fresh-faced naivety that stopped me from getting a gun to the face.

    The potential thieves who were asking me for money from the ATM? Yeah, I’m pretty sure the dudes just wanted me out of the building. Again, I didn’t realize this at the time, because I was just a kid, with no real world experience whatsoever.

    I ended up leaving that job after my boss got busted for stealing winning lottery tickets, while shorting my drawer every morning. She tried to pin that on me (she was arrested), and the new manager believed her. I got a lifetime ban from that particular station.

    Believe me when I say this, I, in no way, ever stole anything from that place. I worked my shifts, I almost got robbed, I almost kissed a girl who had genital warts, and then I got terminated via never returning.

    My first set of jobs were really ridiculous, and I got taken advantage constantly. I was just naive, not very aware, and that made me seem unintelligent. Things changed though, and I kind of became more aware, more vigilant. I don’t let things get past me so easily anymore. I don’t let customers give me the sleight of hand in retail settings, and I don’t ask random girls on dates just because they know how to drift without exploding some gas tanks.

    But that’s how I entered the workforce, and I remember specifically trying to get my first job back (because I kind of actually enjoyed working in a restaurant), but my boss told me no. Not because I walked out the door, not because he probably knew I was silly-drunk one night, but because I didn’t burn him a bunch of music CDs to replace what was stolen from his Jeep. Because … I was totally responsible for that, right?

    When I tell you I was seriously taken advantage of, I mean it. If you’re around the age I was when I rifled through these jobs, keep this sort of stuff in mind. The corporate world, whether it be retail, or food service, it is not kind to high school kids, or people who have just become adults.

    https://cmdr-nova.online/2024/05/30/jobs-ive-done/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953 #foodService #retail

    #retail #foodservice #dailyprompt1953 #dailyprompt
  42. Inside the Red Head's Head @[email protected] ·
    Daily writing prompt What jobs have you had? View all responses

    I’ve had a ton of jobs. All but one being crappy, menial, grunt work. All but two, maybe. Maybe three. I don’t know. I’ve had so many there is no way I’ll remember them all while writing this.

    • I was on the clean up crew for an organization that ran a weekly BINGO game. I was 14 when I started and by the time I was 18 (I think) I was in charge of it
    • I worked part time as a groundkeeper/janitor while I was in high school
    • I was a loader at the UPS Northern New England Hub
    • I worked for Northeast Broadcasting School supervising student access to the audio recording facility
    • I worked at a sporting goods retail chain’s warehouse as the guy who processed all of the non-clothing item returns
    • I had a bunch of temp jobs including working for a moving company and a pet supply mail order chain as an order picker/packer
    • I worked as a long term temp in the shipping and receiving office of a company that sold medical devices. Anesthesia delivery units, to be precise. I was there three summers in a row and the last summer I was in charge of the department.
    • I worked for a lab in the computer science department of UMass Lowell. My “job” was to put on a talk show on the campus radio station, WULM 91.5 FM. The rest of the time my “job” was to have a place to do my home work.
    • My first job out of college (the last time) was a programmer/analyst for a software company that makes systems used by hospitals. Nine years later I was promoted to supervisor. In two months I’ll have my 20th anniversary with the company

    That’s the gist of it. I’m sure I forgot a few things along the way. I was a janitor more than once, but I am not going back in to edit the list now. I hope you are fascinated by my endless string of less-than employment.

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2024/05/29/work-history/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953
  43. Inside the Red Head's Head @[email protected] ·
    Daily writing prompt What jobs have you had? View all responses

    I’ve had a ton of jobs. All but one being crappy, menial, grunt work. All but two, maybe. Maybe three. I don’t know. I’ve had so many there is no way I’ll remember them all while writing this.

    • I was on the clean up crew for an organization that ran a weekly BINGO game. I was 14 when I started and by the time I was 18 (I think) I was in charge of it
    • I worked part time as a groundkeeper/janitor while I was in high school
    • I was a loader at the UPS Northern New England Hub
    • I worked for Northeast Broadcasting School supervising student access to the audio recording facility
    • I worked at a sporting goods retail chain’s warehouse as the guy who processed all of the non-clothing item returns
    • I had a bunch of temp jobs including working for a moving company and a pet supply mail order chain as an order picker/packer
    • I worked as a long term temp in the shipping and receiving office of a company that sold medical devices. Anesthesia delivery units, to be precise. I was there three summers in a row and the last summer I was in charge of the department.
    • I worked for a lab in the computer science department of UMass Lowell. My “job” was to put on a talk show on the campus radio station, WULM 91.5 FM. The rest of the time my “job” was to have a place to do my home work.
    • My first job out of college (the last time) was a programmer/analyst for a software company that makes systems used by hospitals. Nine years later I was promoted to supervisor. In two months I’ll have my 20th anniversary with the company

    That’s the gist of it. I’m sure I forgot a few things along the way. I was a janitor more than once, but I am not going back in to edit the list now. I hope you are fascinated by my endless string of less-than employment.

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2024/05/29/work-history/

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953

    #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1953