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Monday, October 09, 2006

Mixed spices of a few days

There is one advantage living in a four-season country that possesses this amazing knack to switch weathers on the double- you won’t run out of topics for a blog entry. We had a cold day yesterday- a sudden change from the day before, though the sun has decided to spread some love this morning. It’s still cold though, a fact contributed by the ever swift gust of wind outside. Plus we haven’t had hot water in hostel for days now. The call for patience cannot be more aptly placed at this point in time, what with Ramadhan and all... At least people don’t hog the bathrooms that much! Hah.

Last Friday, whilst we were whiling the time away during our practical hours for Surgery, an old nurse came to me with the kind smile she always wore whenever we bumped into one another. She then suddenly asked (in Russian, of course), “Why are you wearing black headscarf? Why don’t you wear another colour, like your friend there?” She then uttered a Russian word- something like ‘gorye’, which didn’t sound like it had a very nice meaning so I determinedly shook my head no. “I simply like this colour”. Well, it’s true. The lady nodded and smiled, adding that she thought I was *insert gorye word and the likes* and simply asked. Back in my room, I suspiciously scrounged the word in the dictionary and found the answer- ‘grief’, ‘mourn’. Oh right.

But I wore khaki pants!

Well. Later that day, we were fortunate to witness an operation (our third in this class) where the patient had a trauma of the leg and subsequently a thrombosis in the popliteal artery- we went in late but managed to observe the surgeon performing anastomosis to repair the artery.

People these days no longer pose me this question, “Your parents suruh jadi doctor ye?” Instead, they ask, “Nak specialise apa nanti?” and my response would always be almost non-committal, ‘hehehe’-ing around and mutter, “Not sure la, see first”. Truth be told, I want to become a surgeon. The reason I don’t say it out loud- especially not in front of relatives- is that I would only be sadistically laughed at. Why, jokes have been made time and again on how I would like, leave scissors or gauze or whatever inside my patient’s body cavity if ever I become a surgeon. Which is rather funny and well, rather justified too (haha), but I still want to become a surgeon. Something about this discipline simply caught my eye in ways I cannot plainly spell out- perhaps it lies in the challenge; perhaps the seemingly sheer simplicity of the practice (according to some, “belah badan, korek2, buang ni, taruk tu, jahit”) yet its complex exigency for precision; perhaps the steadfastness in the doctors’ eyes that I had observed as they worked wonders with their fingers - I think I’ll risk trying to become a surgeon. And it’s not because I watch too much of Gray’s Anatomy, I promise.


Eating sushi the other day at Soko Maru (sesiapa nak tolong translate, silakan...)


The first time I tried chocolate-rice-coated sushi stuffed with fruits, drenched in strawberry syrup. Fab!

ps: pictures courtesy of Fatin's camera.

13 comments:

dith said...

My dear Fi,

I know how being a surgeon would fascinate you as it did me. At least that very fact will help to motivate you more and more each day. Whatever you decide to specialize in the end is immaterial. I am very happy to hear that you are enjoying medicine and learning all the terms like anastomosis. Perhaps you should start doing more needlework and improve on your hemmings and such! :p

Please promise me that you'll make me those sushis for me and not just the plain ones!!! Terkulat2 menelan ayaq lioq.

tenkostar said...

surgeon eh? nice~!

anyway, me like black tudung as well. very useful for travelling, for one. kedut-kedut tak nampak..tak payah iron! :-) pastu makan mee bandung tumpah no hal punya. which is a big advantage, dontchathink. haha.

but recently been having the thought of black tudung as giving a "gorye"-ish aura as well, especially here. hence am limiting my blacks to lazy-to-iron-penuh-effort days, dont-wanna-care-bout-the-world days, weh-mana-gi-smua-tudung days and pegi jalan days.

which is, quite a lot of days actually. LoL :-)

p/s: no fair, docs got G.Anatomy, ER, House and the likes. what bout us engineers ??? dont tell me just watak suami crita spektra ada jawatan jurutera berjaya... :-p

dith said...

Azleen,

That's why Sofi chose to do medicine eh! :p

tenkostar said...

hehe betul2. dr carter punya psl... LoL

Mama Sarah said...

fuiyooo.... choc rice coated sushi in strawberry syrup.

dithhhhhh!!! i thought food entry is prohibited this month??? i have to get mynn to make those sweet sushis too.

p/s ifos: amar loves the background song. may be dia ingat his babah main FF kot?

Anonymous said...

...hehehe..and it kind of hinders me from pursuing on:P

Azra Ain said...

Erk~
Chocolate rice coated sushi? Apa rasa?

mynn said...

respect!

ifos said...

Mak- hehe yeah, I should be perfecting my sewing skills from now on. hehe..

Azleen- if u still remember, I seldom wore black headscarf to school. My blackophilic phenomenon began in college. Tak tau pesal. Hehe. And about Dr. Carter & co., hahaha indeed, engineers exist ony in drama spektra.

But wait, prison break that guy can engineer?? Haa kan ade...

Mama Sarah- Lol I can teach Amar to play FF... ;)

Anonymous- hinders you from pursuing on what?? *blurry a bit*

Azra- Sdeap gile.... For someone with a sweet tooth like me- yumyum!

Mynn- I did NOT make those sushi laa... we were eating out. My culinary skills tak sampai tahap tu lg. Hehe.

And to those who also thought I made those cute sushis, sorry for 'deceiving' you guys =p

Anonymous said...

My dear sister wants to be a doctor. What she wants to specialise in she also has no idea yet.

And yes, she is also a very generous soul. She has donated hand phones, wrist watches and several other expensive items to many2 places, not the least is the hole we call the toilet.

So if she does decide to be a surgeon let us all pray she does not donate someones kidneys to the wrong place.

Love the Wordsworth poem, and how he can't help but be gay when he looked at the daffodils. I am partial to Poe.. a bit gloomy but fun. Also, try The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner and Milton's Paradise Lost.

Big fan of Grey's Anatomy, into season 3 now hehehe, but quickly falling for Studio 60 due to the smart dialogues.

Anonymous said...

i remembered delivering an appendix with a huge ascaris inside. phew....

LSCS with in highly vascular lady with blood spurting, making a pool which had to be sucked to get the bleeder.

really challenging to bea whatever surgeon. ;)

good luck on your quest and take care.

ifos said...

Uncle OK (haha, sounds funny)- Aye, let's pray for both ur sis n me... ;)

I've read a few of Poe's works (someone gave my sis his collection of poems)- indeed, quite dark n heavy stuff. Thanks for your recommendation- I like The Rhyme of Ancient Mariner; still reading Paradise Lost. It's very long!

Studio 60- very good eh? Now where can I get my hands on those...

Abah- thank you =)

ayumi said...

Salaam..
The last sushi is just.. magnifico!! Though I never tried it before (not yet!!)