1) 5th med done and dusted, tho it felt a bit dragging towards the end but overall it has been a good year. It doesnt felt as much of a honeymoon as being describe by the seniors, but without any major stressful exam in it, i wouldnt complaint much;D plus new friends are made too!
2) Going to experience final year starting this Sept, quoted my classmate on our way to friday prayers 'adui dah xboleh main2 lagi, kene berkurungla nampaknye' (cannot play play anymore). May God bless us all;D
3) With no.2 taken aside, summer holidays is on!Wooohooo, will be in Malaysia from the 30th of June- 31st of August. After 2years deprive from living in Malaysia, im really looking forward to this one. Plus summer holidays in Malaysia means 'mating season', few of my friends (the important ones are Hanif Mahmud+Aneesa) are going to tie the knot as the rush is still on before the year 2013, where there'll be no more 'nombor bertuah' (121212 is the last one till the 3rd millenium)
Oh Waw!! *yawn* ~sigh
If a GP has 2000 patients
- 40 patients will have coronary artery disease
- 300 will have Blood pressure higher than 140/90
- 20 patients will have lower respiratory tract infection
- 1-2 patients with new epilepsy cases
- 10-15 patients with epilepsy consulting
- 5-10 with schizophrenia to look after
p/s: Its just like Penilaian Menengah Rendah History paper revisited
- 40 patients will have coronary artery disease
- 300 will have Blood pressure higher than 140/90
- 20 patients will have lower respiratory tract infection
- 1-2 patients with new epilepsy cases
- 10-15 patients with epilepsy consulting
- 5-10 with schizophrenia to look after
p/s: Its just like Penilaian Menengah Rendah History paper revisited
Mania
Today mark the longest history I ever took from a patient. It lasted for 75minutes and he was a manic patient. Makes me think, someone who's talkative and likes to layan borak should be encourage to become Psychiarist, and i really meant it. (take note Azlan Helmy). Malaysia needs more psychiatrist, too many orang gila on the street man! I remember when I was 8 years old, there's this shortcircuit man named John(at least thats what we called him), living in the playground's pondok, wearing only his brown colour brief. One fine morning, we caught him taking a crap beside a tree in the playground. From that day onwards we didnt dare to go to that part of the field.
By the by, in the end, as my reward for being patience, he praised me for being a good listener,attentive and that i will end up to be a good doctor, well thats if i pass my exams sir. Oh how joyful!
By the by, in the end, as my reward for being patience, he praised me for being a good listener,attentive and that i will end up to be a good doctor, well thats if i pass my exams sir. Oh how joyful!
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