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  1. Adri's Blog 💋🎧🥵📖🔞 @[email protected] ·

    Superstitious? Me? Pfft… Unless the Universe is Listening.

    Are you superstitious?

    📌Disclaimer: Please note that if you click on any of the buttons and make a purchase, I will be receiving a small commission at NO extra cost to you📌

    Am I Superstitious? Let’s Just Say… It’s Complicated.

    This morning, my son and his buddies threw out a dangerous question: “Are you superstitious?”

    Now, logically, I want to say no. I don’t walk around tossing salt over my shoulder or fearing black cats. But if we’re being honest… I also refuse to say things like “Wow, nothing has gone wrong today!” because I know the universe is listening.

    So, am I superstitious? Let’s just say I respect the possibility of unseen forces—but I’m also not afraid to test them.

    Wanderlust Chronicles Page-Turners Galore Silver Screen Escapes Glam Squad Essentials Chic Chronicles Tiny Treasures Home Sweet Home Nail Envy Gifts Galore


    Let’s break it down.

    1. The ‘Don’t Jinx It’ Rule (AKA, I’m Not Stupid)

    You ever confidently say something, only for life to immediately slap you in the face?

    🔹 Example: “Ugh, I never get sick.” Boom—suddenly, I’m drowning in tissues and self-pity.
    🔹 Pain Level: 9/10. Because why does the universe have to be so petty?

    ✅ How I Handle It: I knock on wood. Every time. Even if it’s fake. Even if people are watching. If I forget? You best believe I’m mentally whispering “no jinx, no jinx, no jinx” to undo the damage.

    2. The ‘Something Feels Off’ Rule (My Sixth Sense is Real)

    I don’t know if it’s energy, instinct, or just years of experience with people being sketchy, but if something feels wrong, I listen.

    🔹 Example: Walking into a place and feeling an immediate, unexplainable sense of nope.
    🔹 Pain Level: 10/10 if ignored. Because the ONE TIME I brushed it off, I ended up in a situation I never should have been in.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If my gut tells me to leave, I leave. No debating, no justifying. The last thing I need is to become the main character in a bad horror movie.

    3. The ‘Ghosts? Prove Me Wrong’ Rule (I’m Ready for This Fight)

    Unlike most people, I don’t fear ghosts, Ouija boards, or haunted places—I’m fascinated by them. Do I believe in spirits and the paranormal? Not really.

    But am I willing to test it? Hell yes.

    🔹 Example: While some people refuse to step foot in a haunted house, I’m the one saying, “Alright, if something’s here, show yourself.”
    🔹 Pain Level: TBD. But honestly, if a ghost did prove me wrong, I’d be more excited than scared.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If the supernatural wants my attention, it better bring receipts. Until then, I’m keeping my skepticism and my curiosity wide open.

    Culinary Delights Step into Style WFH Warriors Love in the Time of Chaos Game On Tech Talk DIY All Things Easter🐣🐰 Ride in Style Camping/Outdoor Essentials

    So, Am I Superstitious?

    Let’s put it this way—I don’t live in fear of bad luck, but I also don’t poke the bear (except when it comes to ghosts, apparently).

    If knocking on wood, trusting my instincts, and challenging the unknown keeps things interesting, then I’m all in.

    Now, tell me—are you superstitious?

    Or are you the type to laugh in the face of fate?

    Drop your thoughts in the comments… but if your luck suddenly changes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

    #PodcastsListenFunnyFyp #Thisisme #1 #2 #2030Vision #3 #4 #5 #adailyprompt #AmWriting #Appreciate #blogger #Creativity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1809 #dailyprompt1816 #dailyprompt1823 #dailyprompt1824 #dailyprompt1830 #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1838 #dailyprompt1845 #dailyprompt1850 #dailyprompt1854 #dailyprompt1855 #dailyprompt1862 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1871 #dailyprompt1875 #dailyprompt1879 #dailyprompt1880 #dailyprompt1881 #dailyprompt1883 #dailyprompt1884 #dailyprompt1888 #dailyprompt1889 #dailyprompt1891 #dailyprompt1901 #dailyprompt1905 #dailyprompt1906 #dailyprompt1908 #dailyprompt1910 #dailyprompt1911 #dailyprompt1912 #dailyprompt1913 #dailyprompt1914 #dailyprompt1915 #dailyprompt1916 #dailyprompt1917 #dailyprompt1918 #dailyprompt1923 #dailyprompt1924 #dailyprompt1925 #dailyprompt1929 #dailyprompt1932 #dailyprompt1935 #dailyprompt1938 #dailyprompt1939 #dailyprompt1941 #dailyprompt1947 #dailyprompt1949 #dailyprompt1950 #dailyprompt1951 #dailyprompt1954 #dailyprompt1957 #dailyprompt1975 #dailyprompt1981 #dailyprompt1988 #dailyprompt1989 #dailyprompt1995 #dailyprompt1996 #dailyprompt1999 #dailyprompt2000 #dailyprompt2001 #dailyprompt2004 #dailyprompt2008 #dailyprompt2009 #dailyprompt2012 #dailyprompt2013 #dailyprompt2018 #dailyprompt2021 #dailyprompt2022 #dailyprompt2023 #dailyprompt2025 #dailyprompt2026 #dailyprompt2030 #dailyprompt2038 #dailyprompt2043 #dailyprompt2048 #dailyprompt2053 #dailyprompt2055 #dailyprompt2058 #dailyprompt2062 #dailyprompt2063 #dailyprompt2065 #dailyprompt2067 #dailyprompt2074 #dailyprompt2075 #dailyprompt2080 #dailyprompt2082 #dailyprompt2083 #dailyprompt2085 #dailyprompt2086 #dailyprompt2087 #dailyprompt2091 #dailyprompt2092 #dailyprompt2094 #dailyprompt2095 #dailyprompt2096 #dailyprompt2098 #dailyprompt2100 #dailyprompt2104 #dailyprompt2109 #dailyprompt2113 #dailyprompt2116 #dailyprompt2118 #dailyprompt2121 #dailyprompt2123 #dailyprompt2124 #dailyprompt2126 #dailyprompt2127 #dailyprompt2129 #dailyprompt2133 #dailyprompt2144 #dailyprompt2148 #dailyprompt2151 #dailyprompt2163 #DarkRomance #didyouknow #digitalMarketing #discovery #faith #GiftList #interests #life #lifestyle #love #LoveBeyondRomance #obsessions #OurHome #ParisianVibes #personality #quotes #reading #relationships #relax #RewriteTheRules #selfCare #SelfLove #SEOTips #sexyRides #sigma #SmartLiving #socialMedia #socialMediaMarketing #spicy #Tech #travel #unwind #wisdom
    #podcastslistenfunnyfyp #thisisme #2030vision #adailyprompt #amwriting #appreciate
  2. Adri's Blog 💋🎧🥵📖🔞 @[email protected] ·

    Superstitious? Me? Pfft… Unless the Universe is Listening.

    Are you superstitious?

    📌Disclaimer: Please note that if you click on any of the buttons and make a purchase, I will be receiving a small commission at NO extra cost to you📌

    Am I Superstitious? Let’s Just Say… It’s Complicated.

    This morning, my son and his buddies threw out a dangerous question: “Are you superstitious?”

    Now, logically, I want to say no. I don’t walk around tossing salt over my shoulder or fearing black cats. But if we’re being honest… I also refuse to say things like “Wow, nothing has gone wrong today!” because I know the universe is listening.

    So, am I superstitious? Let’s just say I respect the possibility of unseen forces—but I’m also not afraid to test them.

    Wanderlust Chronicles Page-Turners Galore Silver Screen Escapes Glam Squad Essentials Chic Chronicles Tiny Treasures Home Sweet Home Nail Envy Gifts Galore


    Let’s break it down.

    1. The ‘Don’t Jinx It’ Rule (AKA, I’m Not Stupid)

    You ever confidently say something, only for life to immediately slap you in the face?

    🔹 Example: “Ugh, I never get sick.” Boom—suddenly, I’m drowning in tissues and self-pity.
    🔹 Pain Level: 9/10. Because why does the universe have to be so petty?

    ✅ How I Handle It: I knock on wood. Every time. Even if it’s fake. Even if people are watching. If I forget? You best believe I’m mentally whispering “no jinx, no jinx, no jinx” to undo the damage.

    2. The ‘Something Feels Off’ Rule (My Sixth Sense is Real)

    I don’t know if it’s energy, instinct, or just years of experience with people being sketchy, but if something feels wrong, I listen.

    🔹 Example: Walking into a place and feeling an immediate, unexplainable sense of nope.
    🔹 Pain Level: 10/10 if ignored. Because the ONE TIME I brushed it off, I ended up in a situation I never should have been in.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If my gut tells me to leave, I leave. No debating, no justifying. The last thing I need is to become the main character in a bad horror movie.

    3. The ‘Ghosts? Prove Me Wrong’ Rule (I’m Ready for This Fight)

    Unlike most people, I don’t fear ghosts, Ouija boards, or haunted places—I’m fascinated by them. Do I believe in spirits and the paranormal? Not really.

    But am I willing to test it? Hell yes.

    🔹 Example: While some people refuse to step foot in a haunted house, I’m the one saying, “Alright, if something’s here, show yourself.”
    🔹 Pain Level: TBD. But honestly, if a ghost did prove me wrong, I’d be more excited than scared.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If the supernatural wants my attention, it better bring receipts. Until then, I’m keeping my skepticism and my curiosity wide open.

    Culinary Delights Step into Style WFH Warriors Love in the Time of Chaos Game On Tech Talk DIY All Things Easter🐣🐰 Ride in Style Camping/Outdoor Essentials

    So, Am I Superstitious?

    Let’s put it this way—I don’t live in fear of bad luck, but I also don’t poke the bear (except when it comes to ghosts, apparently).

    If knocking on wood, trusting my instincts, and challenging the unknown keeps things interesting, then I’m all in.

    Now, tell me—are you superstitious?

    Or are you the type to laugh in the face of fate?

    Drop your thoughts in the comments… but if your luck suddenly changes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

    #PodcastsListenFunnyFyp #Thisisme #1 #2 #2030Vision #3 #4 #5 #adailyprompt #AmWriting #Appreciate #blogger #Creativity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1809 #dailyprompt1816 #dailyprompt1823 #dailyprompt1824 #dailyprompt1830 #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1838 #dailyprompt1845 #dailyprompt1850 #dailyprompt1854 #dailyprompt1855 #dailyprompt1862 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1871 #dailyprompt1875 #dailyprompt1879 #dailyprompt1880 #dailyprompt1881 #dailyprompt1883 #dailyprompt1884 #dailyprompt1888 #dailyprompt1889 #dailyprompt1891 #dailyprompt1901 #dailyprompt1905 #dailyprompt1906 #dailyprompt1908 #dailyprompt1910 #dailyprompt1911 #dailyprompt1912 #dailyprompt1913 #dailyprompt1914 #dailyprompt1915 #dailyprompt1916 #dailyprompt1917 #dailyprompt1918 #dailyprompt1923 #dailyprompt1924 #dailyprompt1925 #dailyprompt1929 #dailyprompt1932 #dailyprompt1935 #dailyprompt1938 #dailyprompt1939 #dailyprompt1941 #dailyprompt1947 #dailyprompt1949 #dailyprompt1950 #dailyprompt1951 #dailyprompt1954 #dailyprompt1957 #dailyprompt1975 #dailyprompt1981 #dailyprompt1988 #dailyprompt1989 #dailyprompt1995 #dailyprompt1996 #dailyprompt1999 #dailyprompt2000 #dailyprompt2001 #dailyprompt2004 #dailyprompt2008 #dailyprompt2009 #dailyprompt2012 #dailyprompt2013 #dailyprompt2018 #dailyprompt2021 #dailyprompt2022 #dailyprompt2023 #dailyprompt2025 #dailyprompt2026 #dailyprompt2030 #dailyprompt2038 #dailyprompt2043 #dailyprompt2048 #dailyprompt2053 #dailyprompt2055 #dailyprompt2058 #dailyprompt2062 #dailyprompt2063 #dailyprompt2065 #dailyprompt2067 #dailyprompt2074 #dailyprompt2075 #dailyprompt2080 #dailyprompt2082 #dailyprompt2083 #dailyprompt2085 #dailyprompt2086 #dailyprompt2087 #dailyprompt2091 #dailyprompt2092 #dailyprompt2094 #dailyprompt2095 #dailyprompt2096 #dailyprompt2098 #dailyprompt2100 #dailyprompt2104 #dailyprompt2109 #dailyprompt2113 #dailyprompt2116 #dailyprompt2118 #dailyprompt2121 #dailyprompt2123 #dailyprompt2124 #dailyprompt2126 #dailyprompt2127 #dailyprompt2129 #dailyprompt2133 #dailyprompt2144 #dailyprompt2148 #dailyprompt2151 #dailyprompt2163 #DarkRomance #didyouknow #digitalMarketing #discovery #faith #GiftList #interests #life #lifestyle #love #LoveBeyondRomance #obsessions #OurHome #ParisianVibes #personality #quotes #reading #relationships #relax #RewriteTheRules #selfCare #SelfLove #SEOTips #sexyRides #sigma #SmartLiving #socialMedia #socialMediaMarketing #spicy #Tech #travel #unwind #wisdom
    #podcastslistenfunnyfyp #thisisme #2030vision #adailyprompt #amwriting #appreciate
  3. Adri's Blog 💋🎧🥵📖🔞 @[email protected] ·

    Superstitious? Me? Pfft… Unless the Universe is Listening.

    Are you superstitious?

    📌Disclaimer: Please note that if you click on any of the buttons and make a purchase, I will be receiving a small commission at NO extra cost to you📌

    Am I Superstitious? Let’s Just Say… It’s Complicated.

    This morning, my son and his buddies threw out a dangerous question: “Are you superstitious?”

    Now, logically, I want to say no. I don’t walk around tossing salt over my shoulder or fearing black cats. But if we’re being honest… I also refuse to say things like “Wow, nothing has gone wrong today!” because I know the universe is listening.

    So, am I superstitious? Let’s just say I respect the possibility of unseen forces—but I’m also not afraid to test them.

    Wanderlust Chronicles Page-Turners Galore Silver Screen Escapes Glam Squad Essentials Chic Chronicles Tiny Treasures Home Sweet Home Nail Envy Gifts Galore


    Let’s break it down.

    1. The ‘Don’t Jinx It’ Rule (AKA, I’m Not Stupid)

    You ever confidently say something, only for life to immediately slap you in the face?

    🔹 Example: “Ugh, I never get sick.” Boom—suddenly, I’m drowning in tissues and self-pity.
    🔹 Pain Level: 9/10. Because why does the universe have to be so petty?

    ✅ How I Handle It: I knock on wood. Every time. Even if it’s fake. Even if people are watching. If I forget? You best believe I’m mentally whispering “no jinx, no jinx, no jinx” to undo the damage.

    2. The ‘Something Feels Off’ Rule (My Sixth Sense is Real)

    I don’t know if it’s energy, instinct, or just years of experience with people being sketchy, but if something feels wrong, I listen.

    🔹 Example: Walking into a place and feeling an immediate, unexplainable sense of nope.
    🔹 Pain Level: 10/10 if ignored. Because the ONE TIME I brushed it off, I ended up in a situation I never should have been in.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If my gut tells me to leave, I leave. No debating, no justifying. The last thing I need is to become the main character in a bad horror movie.

    3. The ‘Ghosts? Prove Me Wrong’ Rule (I’m Ready for This Fight)

    Unlike most people, I don’t fear ghosts, Ouija boards, or haunted places—I’m fascinated by them. Do I believe in spirits and the paranormal? Not really.

    But am I willing to test it? Hell yes.

    🔹 Example: While some people refuse to step foot in a haunted house, I’m the one saying, “Alright, if something’s here, show yourself.”
    🔹 Pain Level: TBD. But honestly, if a ghost did prove me wrong, I’d be more excited than scared.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If the supernatural wants my attention, it better bring receipts. Until then, I’m keeping my skepticism and my curiosity wide open.

    Culinary Delights Step into Style WFH Warriors Love in the Time of Chaos Game On Tech Talk DIY All Things Easter🐣🐰 Ride in Style Camping/Outdoor Essentials

    So, Am I Superstitious?

    Let’s put it this way—I don’t live in fear of bad luck, but I also don’t poke the bear (except when it comes to ghosts, apparently).

    If knocking on wood, trusting my instincts, and challenging the unknown keeps things interesting, then I’m all in.

    Now, tell me—are you superstitious?

    Or are you the type to laugh in the face of fate?

    Drop your thoughts in the comments… but if your luck suddenly changes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

    #PodcastsListenFunnyFyp #Thisisme #1 #2 #2030Vision #3 #4 #5 #adailyprompt #AmWriting #Appreciate #blogger #Creativity #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1809 #dailyprompt1816 #dailyprompt1823 #dailyprompt1824 #dailyprompt1830 #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1838 #dailyprompt1845 #dailyprompt1850 #dailyprompt1854 #dailyprompt1855 #dailyprompt1862 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1871 #dailyprompt1875 #dailyprompt1879 #dailyprompt1880 #dailyprompt1881 #dailyprompt1883 #dailyprompt1884 #dailyprompt1888 #dailyprompt1889 #dailyprompt1891 #dailyprompt1901 #dailyprompt1905 #dailyprompt1906 #dailyprompt1908 #dailyprompt1910 #dailyprompt1911 #dailyprompt1912 #dailyprompt1913 #dailyprompt1914 #dailyprompt1915 #dailyprompt1916 #dailyprompt1917 #dailyprompt1918 #dailyprompt1923 #dailyprompt1924 #dailyprompt1925 #dailyprompt1929 #dailyprompt1932 #dailyprompt1935 #dailyprompt1938 #dailyprompt1939 #dailyprompt1941 #dailyprompt1947 #dailyprompt1949 #dailyprompt1950 #dailyprompt1951 #dailyprompt1954 #dailyprompt1957 #dailyprompt1975 #dailyprompt1981 #dailyprompt1988 #dailyprompt1989 #dailyprompt1995 #dailyprompt1996 #dailyprompt1999 #dailyprompt2000 #dailyprompt2001 #dailyprompt2004 #dailyprompt2008 #dailyprompt2009 #dailyprompt2012 #dailyprompt2013 #dailyprompt2018 #dailyprompt2021 #dailyprompt2022 #dailyprompt2023 #dailyprompt2025 #dailyprompt2026 #dailyprompt2030 #dailyprompt2038 #dailyprompt2043 #dailyprompt2048 #dailyprompt2053 #dailyprompt2055 #dailyprompt2058 #dailyprompt2062 #dailyprompt2063 #dailyprompt2065 #dailyprompt2067 #dailyprompt2074 #dailyprompt2075 #dailyprompt2080 #dailyprompt2082 #dailyprompt2083 #dailyprompt2085 #dailyprompt2086 #dailyprompt2087 #dailyprompt2091 #dailyprompt2092 #dailyprompt2094 #dailyprompt2095 #dailyprompt2096 #dailyprompt2098 #dailyprompt2100 #dailyprompt2104 #dailyprompt2109 #dailyprompt2113 #dailyprompt2116 #dailyprompt2118 #dailyprompt2121 #dailyprompt2123 #dailyprompt2124 #dailyprompt2126 #dailyprompt2127 #dailyprompt2129 #dailyprompt2133 #dailyprompt2144 #dailyprompt2148 #dailyprompt2151 #dailyprompt2163 #DarkRomance #didyouknow #digitalMarketing #discovery #faith #GiftList #interests #life #lifestyle #love #LoveBeyondRomance #obsessions #OurHome #ParisianVibes #personality #quotes #reading #relationships #relax #RewriteTheRules #selfCare #SelfLove #SEOTips #sexyRides #sigma #SmartLiving #socialMedia #socialMediaMarketing #spicy #Tech #travel #unwind #wisdom
    #podcastslistenfunnyfyp #thisisme #2030vision #adailyprompt #amwriting #appreciate
  4. Adri's Blog 💋🎧🥵📖🔞 @[email protected] ·

    Superstitious? Me? Pfft… Unless the Universe is Listening.

    Are you superstitious?

    📌Disclaimer: Please note that if you click on any of the buttons and make a purchase, I will be receiving a small commission at NO extra cost to you📌

    Am I Superstitious? Let’s Just Say… It’s Complicated.

    This morning, my son and his buddies threw out a dangerous question: “Are you superstitious?”

    Now, logically, I want to say no. I don’t walk around tossing salt over my shoulder or fearing black cats. But if we’re being honest… I also refuse to say things like “Wow, nothing has gone wrong today!” because I know the universe is listening.

    So, am I superstitious? Let’s just say I respect the possibility of unseen forces—but I’m also not afraid to test them.

    Wanderlust Chronicles Page-Turners Galore Silver Screen Escapes Glam Squad Essentials Chic Chronicles Tiny Treasures Home Sweet Home Nail Envy Gifts Galore


    Let’s break it down.

    1. The ‘Don’t Jinx It’ Rule (AKA, I’m Not Stupid)

    You ever confidently say something, only for life to immediately slap you in the face?

    🔹 Example: “Ugh, I never get sick.” Boom—suddenly, I’m drowning in tissues and self-pity.
    🔹 Pain Level: 9/10. Because why does the universe have to be so petty?

    ✅ How I Handle It: I knock on wood. Every time. Even if it’s fake. Even if people are watching. If I forget? You best believe I’m mentally whispering “no jinx, no jinx, no jinx” to undo the damage.

    2. The ‘Something Feels Off’ Rule (My Sixth Sense is Real)

    I don’t know if it’s energy, instinct, or just years of experience with people being sketchy, but if something feels wrong, I listen.

    🔹 Example: Walking into a place and feeling an immediate, unexplainable sense of nope.
    🔹 Pain Level: 10/10 if ignored. Because the ONE TIME I brushed it off, I ended up in a situation I never should have been in.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If my gut tells me to leave, I leave. No debating, no justifying. The last thing I need is to become the main character in a bad horror movie.

    3. The ‘Ghosts? Prove Me Wrong’ Rule (I’m Ready for This Fight)

    Unlike most people, I don’t fear ghosts, Ouija boards, or haunted places—I’m fascinated by them. Do I believe in spirits and the paranormal? Not really.

    But am I willing to test it? Hell yes.

    🔹 Example: While some people refuse to step foot in a haunted house, I’m the one saying, “Alright, if something’s here, show yourself.”
    🔹 Pain Level: TBD. But honestly, if a ghost did prove me wrong, I’d be more excited than scared.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If the supernatural wants my attention, it better bring receipts. Until then, I’m keeping my skepticism and my curiosity wide open.

    Culinary Delights Step into Style WFH Warriors Love in the Time of Chaos Game On Tech Talk DIY All Things Easter🐣🐰 Ride in Style Camping/Outdoor Essentials

    So, Am I Superstitious?

    Let’s put it this way—I don’t live in fear of bad luck, but I also don’t poke the bear (except when it comes to ghosts, apparently).

    If knocking on wood, trusting my instincts, and challenging the unknown keeps things interesting, then I’m all in.

    Now, tell me—are you superstitious?

    Or are you the type to laugh in the face of fate?

    Drop your thoughts in the comments… but if your luck suddenly changes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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  5. Adri's Blog 💋🎧🥵📖🔞 @[email protected] ·

    Superstitious? Me? Pfft… Unless the Universe is Listening.

    Are you superstitious?

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    Am I Superstitious? Let’s Just Say… It’s Complicated.

    This morning, my son and his buddies threw out a dangerous question: “Are you superstitious?”

    Now, logically, I want to say no. I don’t walk around tossing salt over my shoulder or fearing black cats. But if we’re being honest… I also refuse to say things like “Wow, nothing has gone wrong today!” because I know the universe is listening.

    So, am I superstitious? Let’s just say I respect the possibility of unseen forces—but I’m also not afraid to test them.

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    Let’s break it down.

    1. The ‘Don’t Jinx It’ Rule (AKA, I’m Not Stupid)

    You ever confidently say something, only for life to immediately slap you in the face?

    🔹 Example: “Ugh, I never get sick.” Boom—suddenly, I’m drowning in tissues and self-pity.
    🔹 Pain Level: 9/10. Because why does the universe have to be so petty?

    ✅ How I Handle It: I knock on wood. Every time. Even if it’s fake. Even if people are watching. If I forget? You best believe I’m mentally whispering “no jinx, no jinx, no jinx” to undo the damage.

    2. The ‘Something Feels Off’ Rule (My Sixth Sense is Real)

    I don’t know if it’s energy, instinct, or just years of experience with people being sketchy, but if something feels wrong, I listen.

    🔹 Example: Walking into a place and feeling an immediate, unexplainable sense of nope.
    🔹 Pain Level: 10/10 if ignored. Because the ONE TIME I brushed it off, I ended up in a situation I never should have been in.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If my gut tells me to leave, I leave. No debating, no justifying. The last thing I need is to become the main character in a bad horror movie.

    3. The ‘Ghosts? Prove Me Wrong’ Rule (I’m Ready for This Fight)

    Unlike most people, I don’t fear ghosts, Ouija boards, or haunted places—I’m fascinated by them. Do I believe in spirits and the paranormal? Not really.

    But am I willing to test it? Hell yes.

    🔹 Example: While some people refuse to step foot in a haunted house, I’m the one saying, “Alright, if something’s here, show yourself.”
    🔹 Pain Level: TBD. But honestly, if a ghost did prove me wrong, I’d be more excited than scared.

    ✅ How I Handle It: If the supernatural wants my attention, it better bring receipts. Until then, I’m keeping my skepticism and my curiosity wide open.

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    So, Am I Superstitious?

    Let’s put it this way—I don’t live in fear of bad luck, but I also don’t poke the bear (except when it comes to ghosts, apparently).

    If knocking on wood, trusting my instincts, and challenging the unknown keeps things interesting, then I’m all in.

    Now, tell me—are you superstitious?

    Or are you the type to laugh in the face of fate?

    Drop your thoughts in the comments… but if your luck suddenly changes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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  6. International Dating: Cozy Cultures @internationaldatingcozycultures.com@internationaldatingcozycultures.com ·

    Couple goals

    Mou: It was a random morning in Arizona when he woke up and texted me "Contemplating if I should go cycling", to which I replied "That's great, you should." And lo and behold, ever since that day I made him go every single day turning it into a whole streak well knowing that he wouldn't like to give up if I turned this into a streak (I implemented this from his very own idea of posting here everyday and texting me how he's on a 26 day streak). I did gave him two day breaks but he insisted […]

    internationaldatingcozyculture

    #boyfriend #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1889
  7. International Dating: Cozy Cultures @internationaldatingcozycultures.com@internationaldatingcozycultures.com ·

    Couple goals

    Mou: It was a random morning in Arizona when he woke up and texted me "Contemplating if I should go cycling", to which I replied "That's great, you should." And lo and behold, ever since that day I made him go every single day turning it into a whole streak well knowing that he wouldn't like to give up if I turned this into a streak (I implemented this from his very own idea of posting here everyday and texting me how he's on a 26 day streak). I did gave him two day breaks but he insisted […]

    internationaldatingcozyculture

    #boyfriend #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1889
  8. International Dating: Cozy Cultures @internationaldatingcozycultures.com@internationaldatingcozycultures.com ·

    Couple goals

    Mou: It was a random morning in Arizona when he woke up and texted me "Contemplating if I should go cycling", to which I replied "That's great, you should." And lo and behold, ever since that day I made him go every single day turning it into a whole streak well knowing that he wouldn't like to give up if I turned this into a streak (I implemented this from his very own idea of posting here everyday and texting me how he's on a 26 day streak). I did gave him two day breaks but he insisted […]

    internationaldatingcozyculture

    #boyfriend #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1889
  9. International Dating: Cozy Cultures @internationaldatingcozycultures.com@internationaldatingcozycultures.com ·

    Couple goals

    Mou: It was a random morning in Arizona when he woke up and texted me "Contemplating if I should go cycling", to which I replied "That's great, you should." And lo and behold, ever since that day I made him go every single day turning it into a whole streak well knowing that he wouldn't like to give up if I turned this into a streak (I implemented this from his very own idea of posting here everyday and texting me how he's on a 26 day streak). I did gave him two day breaks but he insisted […]

    internationaldatingcozyculture

    #workout #truelove #trending #relationships #relationship #philosophy
  10. International Dating: Cozy Cultures @internationaldatingcozycultures.com@internationaldatingcozycultures.com ·

    Couple goals

    Mou: It was a random morning in Arizona when he woke up and texted me "Contemplating if I should go cycling", to which I replied "That's great, you should." And lo and behold, ever since that day I made him go every single day turning it into a whole streak well knowing that he wouldn't like to give up if I turned this into a streak (I implemented this from his very own idea of posting here everyday and texting me how he's on a 26 day streak). I did gave him two day breaks but he insisted […]

    internationaldatingcozyculture

    #boyfriend #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1834 #dailyprompt1869 #dailyprompt1886 #dailyprompt1889
  11. Sideshowhost @[email protected] ·

    Button’s #1

    Welcome to the Shit show. {Recent Posts} Subscribe: Sideshowhost: – Sideshowhost offers Services which can include Computer Repair, Computer Rebuilds, & Computer Networking. Contact the Admin/s about the Service you need assisted with, and as well the Services changes with the seasons. Be sure to ask about the daily specials! To have full access, of everything on the Blog/Site. You got to sign up & become a member. Certain Content on the Blog/Site is Copyright Material Credited & owned […]

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    Button’s #1

    Welcome to the Shit show. {Recent Posts} Subscribe: Sideshowhost: – Sideshowhost offers Services which can include Computer Repair, Computer Rebuilds, & Computer Networking. Contact the Admin/s about the Service you need assisted with, and as well the Services changes with the seasons. Be sure to ask about the daily specials! To have full access, of everything on the Blog/Site. You got to sign up & become a member. Certain Content on the Blog/Site is Copyright Material Credited & owned […]

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  13. Eric Foltin @[email protected] ·

    Things I Never Thought I’d Tolerate

    What would younger you be shocked you tolerate today? I used to have standards. Actual ones. Lines you didn’t cross unless you wanted consequences. Younger me would be absolutely floored by what I tolerate now. Not because I got wiser. Because the world got louder, dumber, and weirdly proud of it. I put up with stupid people. Daily. Loudly. People who say things that make you wonder how they successfully put on pants this morning. Opinions with no facts. Confidence with no competence. […]

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  14. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My Reflection Of 2025

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    2025, was indeed a year.

    The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.

    In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.

    2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.

    Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.

    November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.

    On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.

    Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.

    Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.

    Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!

    Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.

    2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.

    Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.

    Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.

    Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.

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  15. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My Reflection Of 2025

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    2025, was indeed a year.

    The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.

    In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.

    2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.

    Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.

    November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.

    On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.

    Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.

    Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.

    Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!

    Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.

    2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.

    Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.

    Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.

    Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.

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  16. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My Reflection Of 2025

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    2025, was indeed a year.

    The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.

    In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.

    2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.

    Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.

    November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.

    On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.

    Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.

    Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.

    Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!

    Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.

    2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.

    Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.

    Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.

    Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.

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  17. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My Reflection Of 2025

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    2025, was indeed a year.

    The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.

    In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.

    2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.

    Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.

    November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.

    On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.

    Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.

    Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.

    Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!

    Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.

    2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.

    Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.

    Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.

    Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.

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  18. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My Reflection Of 2025

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    2025, was indeed a year.

    The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.

    In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.

    2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.

    Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.

    November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.

    On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.

    Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.

    Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.

    Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!

    Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.

    2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.

    Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.

    Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.

    Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.

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  19. 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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  20. 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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  21. 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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  22. 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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  23. 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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    Lazy Days As A Medical Officer

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    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    While I’m at work, I’d be looking forward to returning home or towards my off day. In contrary, while I’m at home or on my off day, I’d be thinking about returning to work.

    Do you feel the same way?

    Previously, as a House Officer, I’m used to the “one off day per week”. Whereas, as a Medical Officer, weekends and public holidays are granted off days, except if you’re well… oncall and that depends on your current department as well as some departments require you to put in a half day shift during weekends or public holidays.

    I’d say for me, considering I live alone and I don’t even own a car here in Sarawak, I’m pretty much lazy and unproductive to the point I get restless sometimes.

    That’s counter productive as rest days are meant to make you feel… rested, right?

    Thus, on my off days, since I’m an early riser, I try not to disturb my circadian rhythm by getting up at the same time as usual every morning, partly because I forgot to off the alarm or somehow, my body clock just wakes me up every time.

    To feel so-called “productive”, I’d do some studying with my morning coffee till I well, lose my focus, then I start wondering about lunch and start cooking, handwash my clothes because I’m too lazy to walk downstairs with a bag of clothes and finally doze off for my afternoon nap.

    I’d then wake up in the evening to have dinner and pack my essentials and bag for work the following day before finally, retiring to bed early.

    I really need to be more productive during my off days.

    Even me writing this just sounds too depressing.

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    Lazy Days As A Medical Officer

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    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    While I’m at work, I’d be looking forward to returning home or towards my off day. In contrary, while I’m at home or on my off day, I’d be thinking about returning to work.

    Do you feel the same way?

    Previously, as a House Officer, I’m used to the “one off day per week”. Whereas, as a Medical Officer, weekends and public holidays are granted off days, except if you’re well… oncall and that depends on your current department as well as some departments require you to put in a half day shift during weekends or public holidays.

    I’d say for me, considering I live alone and I don’t even own a car here in Sarawak, I’m pretty much lazy and unproductive to the point I get restless sometimes.

    That’s counter productive as rest days are meant to make you feel… rested, right?

    Thus, on my off days, since I’m an early riser, I try not to disturb my circadian rhythm by getting up at the same time as usual every morning, partly because I forgot to off the alarm or somehow, my body clock just wakes me up every time.

    To feel so-called “productive”, I’d do some studying with my morning coffee till I well, lose my focus, then I start wondering about lunch and start cooking, handwash my clothes because I’m too lazy to walk downstairs with a bag of clothes and finally doze off for my afternoon nap.

    I’d then wake up in the evening to have dinner and pack my essentials and bag for work the following day before finally, retiring to bed early.

    I really need to be more productive during my off days.

    Even me writing this just sounds too depressing.

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    Lazy Days As A Medical Officer

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    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    While I’m at work, I’d be looking forward to returning home or towards my off day. In contrary, while I’m at home or on my off day, I’d be thinking about returning to work.

    Do you feel the same way?

    Previously, as a House Officer, I’m used to the “one off day per week”. Whereas, as a Medical Officer, weekends and public holidays are granted off days, except if you’re well… oncall and that depends on your current department as well as some departments require you to put in a half day shift during weekends or public holidays.

    I’d say for me, considering I live alone and I don’t even own a car here in Sarawak, I’m pretty much lazy and unproductive to the point I get restless sometimes.

    That’s counter productive as rest days are meant to make you feel… rested, right?

    Thus, on my off days, since I’m an early riser, I try not to disturb my circadian rhythm by getting up at the same time as usual every morning, partly because I forgot to off the alarm or somehow, my body clock just wakes me up every time.

    To feel so-called “productive”, I’d do some studying with my morning coffee till I well, lose my focus, then I start wondering about lunch and start cooking, handwash my clothes because I’m too lazy to walk downstairs with a bag of clothes and finally doze off for my afternoon nap.

    I’d then wake up in the evening to have dinner and pack my essentials and bag for work the following day before finally, retiring to bed early.

    I really need to be more productive during my off days.

    Even me writing this just sounds too depressing.

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    Lazy Days As A Medical Officer

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    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    While I’m at work, I’d be looking forward to returning home or towards my off day. In contrary, while I’m at home or on my off day, I’d be thinking about returning to work.

    Do you feel the same way?

    Previously, as a House Officer, I’m used to the “one off day per week”. Whereas, as a Medical Officer, weekends and public holidays are granted off days, except if you’re well… oncall and that depends on your current department as well as some departments require you to put in a half day shift during weekends or public holidays.

    I’d say for me, considering I live alone and I don’t even own a car here in Sarawak, I’m pretty much lazy and unproductive to the point I get restless sometimes.

    That’s counter productive as rest days are meant to make you feel… rested, right?

    Thus, on my off days, since I’m an early riser, I try not to disturb my circadian rhythm by getting up at the same time as usual every morning, partly because I forgot to off the alarm or somehow, my body clock just wakes me up every time.

    To feel so-called “productive”, I’d do some studying with my morning coffee till I well, lose my focus, then I start wondering about lunch and start cooking, handwash my clothes because I’m too lazy to walk downstairs with a bag of clothes and finally doze off for my afternoon nap.

    I’d then wake up in the evening to have dinner and pack my essentials and bag for work the following day before finally, retiring to bed early.

    I really need to be more productive during my off days.

    Even me writing this just sounds too depressing.

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  28. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Lazy Days As A Medical Officer

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    Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

    While I’m at work, I’d be looking forward to returning home or towards my off day. In contrary, while I’m at home or on my off day, I’d be thinking about returning to work.

    Do you feel the same way?

    Previously, as a House Officer, I’m used to the “one off day per week”. Whereas, as a Medical Officer, weekends and public holidays are granted off days, except if you’re well… oncall and that depends on your current department as well as some departments require you to put in a half day shift during weekends or public holidays.

    I’d say for me, considering I live alone and I don’t even own a car here in Sarawak, I’m pretty much lazy and unproductive to the point I get restless sometimes.

    That’s counter productive as rest days are meant to make you feel… rested, right?

    Thus, on my off days, since I’m an early riser, I try not to disturb my circadian rhythm by getting up at the same time as usual every morning, partly because I forgot to off the alarm or somehow, my body clock just wakes me up every time.

    To feel so-called “productive”, I’d do some studying with my morning coffee till I well, lose my focus, then I start wondering about lunch and start cooking, handwash my clothes because I’m too lazy to walk downstairs with a bag of clothes and finally doze off for my afternoon nap.

    I’d then wake up in the evening to have dinner and pack my essentials and bag for work the following day before finally, retiring to bed early.

    I really need to be more productive during my off days.

    Even me writing this just sounds too depressing.

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  29. 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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  35. 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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  36. 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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  37. 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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  38. 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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  39. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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    Thank God. Seriously.

    I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

    Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

    The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

    Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

    Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

    Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

    Am I confident now though?

    Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

    The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

    Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

    Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

    If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

    If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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  40. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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    Thank God. Seriously.

    I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

    Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

    The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

    Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

    Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

    Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

    Am I confident now though?

    Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

    The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

    Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

    Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

    If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

    If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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  41. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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    Thank God. Seriously.

    I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

    Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

    The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

    Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

    Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

    Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

    Am I confident now though?

    Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

    The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

    Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

    Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

    If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

    If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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  42. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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    Thank God. Seriously.

    I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

    Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

    The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

    Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

    Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

    Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

    Am I confident now though?

    Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

    The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

    Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

    Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

    If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

    If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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  43. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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    Thank God. Seriously.

    I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

    Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

    The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

    Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

    Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

    Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

    Am I confident now though?

    Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

    The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

    Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

    Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

    If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

    If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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  44. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Tagline: “Hourly Toilet Break”

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    If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

    Those who have worked with me know that I have such thing called “The Hourly Toilet Break”.

    Firstly, because I consume lots of fluids and secondly, that is how I ensure I do get the break once in a while on a busy day or maybe, the day is quite slow and I am just, bored.

    Of course when the day is rather busy and hectic, time just flies and that I do not even realise the time passing by. By the time I actually do complete my task and take the opportunity to just rest for a while, 2-3 hours have gone by.

    How Did The Hourly Toilet Break Started?

    Photo by Hafidz Alifuddin on Pexels.com

    I didn’t actually planned for such thing at work. Obviously.

    At home, I do frequently go for my toilet breaks as I’m forever consuming green teas or black coffees or water. All of which contributes to the filling of my bladder, in addition to the fluids being diuretics.

    It wasn’t until I started my tagging in my sixth rotation, the Emergency & Trauma Department that I reinforced this so-called “hourly toilet break”.

    The tagging hours in the Emergency & Trauma Department is long, just as in other postings whereby we had to work from 7am til 10pm everyday with an off day each week for 10 days straight.

    Thus, it helped me in ensuring that I either get to sit and recollect myself during hectic days or to make the hours pass during slow days.

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  45. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    Tagline: “Hourly Toilet Break”

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    If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

    Those who have worked with me know that I have such thing called “The Hourly Toilet Break”.

    Firstly, because I consume lots of fluids and secondly, that is how I ensure I do get the break once in a while on a busy day or maybe, the day is quite slow and I am just, bored.

    Of course when the day is rather busy and hectic, time just flies and that I do not even realise the time passing by. By the time I actually do complete my task and take the opportunity to just rest for a while, 2-3 hours have gone by.

    How Did The Hourly Toilet Break Started?

    Photo by Hafidz Alifuddin on Pexels.com

    I didn’t actually planned for such thing at work. Obviously.

    At home, I do frequently go for my toilet breaks as I’m forever consuming green teas or black coffees or water. All of which contributes to the filling of my bladder, in addition to the fluids being diuretics.

    It wasn’t until I started my tagging in my sixth rotation, the Emergency & Trauma Department that I reinforced this so-called “hourly toilet break”.

    The tagging hours in the Emergency & Trauma Department is long, just as in other postings whereby we had to work from 7am til 10pm everyday with an off day each week for 10 days straight.

    Thus, it helped me in ensuring that I either get to sit and recollect myself during hectic days or to make the hours pass during slow days.

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  46. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Night Shift In Emergency & Trauma | Housemanship Diaries

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    Remember when I mentioned that I love the night shifts?

    No? Well, here are the articles advocating my love for that shift:

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    My first night shift in this department was in the Red Zone and I was terrified.

    Thankfully, it was with a fellow Registrar who is rather patient, kind and one who loves to teach.

    The scary part however was that it is the Red Zone after all and on my first night!

    The Red Zone basically caters to patients who are unstable be it haemodynamically or in terms of their vital signs or that they are in a state of severe acidosis, on the verge of collapsing, you name it. Basically, how severe of a state a person must be in to end up in that zone.

    The night started off smoothly with cases coming in one at a time. Alright, I kept repeating to myself, “attend them, transfer them to another bed, vital signs, bloods, fill out forms, clerk and basically just listen to your superiors”.

    The night eventually turned into midnight and into the wee hours of the morning and finally the sun has risen. Before I knew it, it was 7am and the AM shift House Officer has arrived. I am not alone again.

    Time to prepare for handover rounds at 7:45am.

    It was better after that, having another person with me as it felt less intimidating.

    At 10am, I took off and headed home. Not a bad experience for the first night shift.

    The good thing about the night shift in the Emergency and Trauma is that we are not alone. There is always a team or at least your superiors are always there.

    However, I don’t quite prefer the night shift in this posting. Having actually completed this posting, at the time of writing this article, the daytime shift is definitely better.

    Nonetheless, in all the night shifts, albeit that it could be a terrifying one especially prior to the start of your shift, always remember that you are never completely alone even if it feels like it and that help is always nearby.

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  47. The Theoretical Doctor @[email protected] ·

    My First Night Shift In Emergency & Trauma | Housemanship Diaries

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    Remember when I mentioned that I love the night shifts?

    No? Well, here are the articles advocating my love for that shift:

    Photo by Chauhan Dixant on Pexels.com

    My first night shift in this department was in the Red Zone and I was terrified.

    Thankfully, it was with a fellow Registrar who is rather patient, kind and one who loves to teach.

    The scary part however was that it is the Red Zone after all and on my first night!

    The Red Zone basically caters to patients who are unstable be it haemodynamically or in terms of their vital signs or that they are in a state of severe acidosis, on the verge of collapsing, you name it. Basically, how severe of a state a person must be in to end up in that zone.

    The night started off smoothly with cases coming in one at a time. Alright, I kept repeating to myself, “attend them, transfer them to another bed, vital signs, bloods, fill out forms, clerk and basically just listen to your superiors”.

    The night eventually turned into midnight and into the wee hours of the morning and finally the sun has risen. Before I knew it, it was 7am and the AM shift House Officer has arrived. I am not alone again.

    Time to prepare for handover rounds at 7:45am.

    It was better after that, having another person with me as it felt less intimidating.

    At 10am, I took off and headed home. Not a bad experience for the first night shift.

    The good thing about the night shift in the Emergency and Trauma is that we are not alone. There is always a team or at least your superiors are always there.

    However, I don’t quite prefer the night shift in this posting. Having actually completed this posting, at the time of writing this article, the daytime shift is definitely better.

    Nonetheless, in all the night shifts, albeit that it could be a terrifying one especially prior to the start of your shift, always remember that you are never completely alone even if it feels like it and that help is always nearby.

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  48. 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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  49. 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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  50. 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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