forget, forgot, forgotten

ooh wow... looking at the no. of posts for feb, seems like ranty aunty had not been ranting for quite sum time. great!

ok lo.. i admit i stil like to bring up that inhaler incident every now n then in any random conversation wif any random person yalar i know i am this very irritating drama queen keke.. but then it's the fastest way to get things off my chest n now, i'm able to relate the whole incident w/o anger choking my throat anymore. it's like i've got 1 more not so ordinary experience under my belt now. oh yeh baby *muz do that ming's style.. as in BAYYYYY~~ BEH*

yep life goes on. juz finished a month at clinical. omg i was SUPER DEMORALISED. makes me wonder y do my profession even exist in this world??? oh yeh i have a long list of demoralising events.. gonna blog it sumday, if not i'll sure sound like a cheong hei aunty wif sagging boobs AGAIN.

juz hanging out my clothes which were left in the washing machine for 2 bloody nites! yes let's now dedicate the rest of my entry to hail my

FORGETFULNESS.

i mean hopelessly forgetful.

woot hope mom doesn't read my blog. n omg let's hope that my colleagues won ask me where the unpleasant odor come from cos i 'm not gonna wash that pile of clothes again. *sniff sniff * ok pass. it doesn't stink when u r 25cm away from me.

n oh well, not gonna iron it cos i'm hiding underneath the labcoat moz of the time. save electricity che wa i'm such an environmentalist. my housemates act got culture shock that i nvr reli iron my clothes truout my life, n when i was in high skool i juz stack dictionaries (yes not kidding u, those thick thick ones where u can baling to the dogs n they pengsan straight away) over my pengawas pusat sumber uniform truout the whole nite, u know to give sum pressure juz so i get a wee bit of ironing effect w/o making any effort of ironing wth.

n oh wow... i act have culture shock that these ppl IRON THEIR JEANS. like... halo... it's juz jeans! haahaha.

n u know on mon frp tan kecik called to check if i'm supposed to do lunch call n the nx thing i know the myvi that was heading to 99 foodcourt was shaken by a loud AHHHhhhh SRY!

yep. exactly. i totally FORGET to do LUNCH CALL!!


for gudness sake how can i ever forget my shift? neurones degeneration i guess. n thank gudness frp here r reli kind souls n juz so happen that opd is aman damai that day so they don need a pro there. eeks tak tau malu. ok talk abt malu, there's another incident to share.

not only that i'm blur, my england is oso very poor. i used to pronounced waived as in wat if w/o the 't' like wa-eef... u know since my high skool days cos i tot i heard cs pronounced that way too eesshh tulah padah suka nak tiru org yg cakap mcm glamor sangat.

wahhhh... for all these yrs y no 1 ever have the courtesy to correct me?! WHY?!

until when i said that word in front of ming n ky, they both laughed their lungs out. oh yeh... so it's waived.. as in wave..

KAKAKAKKAKAKAKKA.*malu*. n the joke is that... ming reminded me that naive is stil... na-eef not.. nave...

BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA! walau eh! halo. this 1 i know ok!

btw... evian, the so atas mineral water, when spelled backwards, is NAIVE. cool heh!

dunno leh... hahaha my uncle shared this wif me once upon a time.

ah looking at my room, green n pink n white papers over the floor. cp1, 2 , 3 flying all around when i on the fan. wat a sore but beautiful sight. not that i care to do any pharmaceutical care issues cos obviously there's none. n i've not reli made any intervention so far.. BOOOoooo. master of pharmacy degree hor.

law books r oso forever lying on the floor.. hogging for attn 'hey read me' wif it's bright violet cover but i juz don give a damn abt it's existence. forensics' on 23rd march n yawn yawn, adrenaline not pumping yet.

n oohh, i'l b presenting my research outline to js on fri. she told me to read up, give a brief account on intro, objective, literature review. i shud b able to define wat's daily defined dosage n y do v quantify antibiotics using this. oohh wow tot i'm NOT gonna study journals ever again after CPP... n then i got this cpe presenation on mid march on warfarin n the clinic... oooh wow march is not a gud month for me...

if sth as slien as Raf/MEK/ERK signalling cascade n erm generate new hits that target MEK1 using virtual screening can b done in 1 week, DDD for antibiotics sounds like it can b handled in a day. NO? i dunno. let's count how many "HARH?! U DUNNO AH?!" i'll get from js on fri keke.

ok stil no motivation yet.

don get me wrong i 'm all hardworking, responsible n serious at work, *yes yes i can c all frps nodding their head* juz that when i stress out i like to walk up n down aimlessly or termenung at the comp screen or go pee in the toilet *omg alwiz kena caught by cyee, which means she oso like to snake at the toilet hahaha*.

randomness aside.. my current life has been a weird ride so far. forget, forgot, forgotten. ah watever. i was alwiz caught by lil surprises here n there. i juz take it 1 at a time n go wif the flow. u know surprises like...

ahh... like... omg i have so many to list out. make that my nx post. i'm dead tired now. n i'm so excited! cos i know i'll b seeing pfong this weekend, n oso all my batchmates at johor! see ya guys!

oh wait this post was act written on feb 26th. tersambung wrong entry liao haha.

MOGWAI LIVE at KLCC!

EUPHORIC!!!!!!!!!!!!

of TDM n a week where i broke 2 records

finally get to b in a rather interesting dpt. 1st week was wif a frp who is pious enuf to pray many times n oso happens to have high metabolism rate so she gets hungry easily. *pls pls get my sarcasm lol* n only care abt ta-pauing drugs as souvenirs bfor leaving our hosp.. for gud. n the moz important thing was NOT taught.. dose recommendation. issh.. if only i'm as handsome as kyong hor *hpsfians wil get me*.

the nx thing i know the pengganti frp was at niteshift n suddenly i have so many samples to run n suddenly 7 out of 10 samples r out of range n suddenly ms. dunno nth at all was ALONE.. ON HER OWN, recommending dosage regimen to doctors. woo! expected Css? WAT?! targeted concentration? NANI?! for gudness sake, i hope those patients r all alive! i did follow up these cases n yeah.. they pretty much survived! phew!

oh ya n v sent ciclosporin samples to HSA cos our reagents dah EXPIRED (see.. poor hosps can't afford expensive reagents hor!) (oh wat's more has expired? premarin? clarinase? the list goes on). as usual HSA pharmacist wud call to inform us the results. so ya i picked up the phone n was talking to this HSA pharmacist while jotting down the results.. n i was like..

hmm this voice is sooooooo FAMILIAR.. oh wait... i know this voice!! *having this particular person in mind*

so i juz chip in randomly, hey may i know who am i talking to? n 'ms. wang' was her reply. AH HA! HSA. JB. pharmacist. ms. wang. that voice. CONFIRM!

so i yelled out... JING MEIN! wo shi sui lin ah..
wa hell.. was embarassed at 1st cos she stun a bit n cudn't recognise me lidat hahaha cos she nvr expect me to b in muar hosp. but anyway.. this is it.. v can stil b keeping in touch wif batchmates during working hrs muahhaha.

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ok so it's abt the week where i broke 2 records.

#1. i've been going back to kl every weekend since the day i was posted to muar. n this is the 1st weekend (10-11/1) that i had to stay back in muar.

huuuuuuuuuuu... there goes my triumphant record of balik kampung streak!

dammit! our hosp is doing fine all these while w/o this ridiculous slot called tdm on call. n y la dunno which geh poh chee wan to start this tdm on call thingy in the yr of 2009. n DENG! my shift wil b on 24-25/1 which is the cny eve weekend where u do spring cleaning n eat reunion dinner wth. alas swap shift wif luvly shu n ya there i was... waiting at tdm room to run samples..

but NO! there r no urgent samples to run watsoever not even therapeutic confirmation samples on sun.. n sumtimes i even evilly hope that there'll b samples to run so that me staying back in muar to do all this shit is justified! *sigh* such a waste of human resources.



#2. long story.

was getting the hang of working in tdm. y'know.. the ego n the superior mentality of docs. working in tdm makes u take pride a bit in being a pharmacist cos they listen to us nyeh nyeh! they need our advise on the dosage regimen nyeh hehehehe!

well in the midst of my evil laughter.. to cut long story short, i was transferred back to OPD n no longer in TDM. well due to my own confusion n blurness

so there was i.. dragging myself back to bloody OPD.. GOSH! little did i know that i'm gonna have terrible weeks ahead.

<ok kyong.. pls leave this blog now cos i so gonna bring up that inhaler incident that u've heard for the umpteenth time u'll b so sick that u wanna puke at ur laptop but ya i'm stil gonna blog it here. so SHOO! don say i din warn u.>


it's a bloody long n tiring week wif all the usual hassle of OPD. n yeah! it's fri! 4.55pm so i was dispensing to this last patient.

oh so rx got inhaler.. let me explain a bit. in muar it works lidat.. u bring ur empty inhaler to exchange a new1. i saw the old inhaler in this guy's bakul so i shake it n ooh... stil got much liquid inside so i told him.. encik pam yg lama ni masih ada, guna yg lama dulu baru guna yg baru ya.


ok let's name this man psycho babi.

psycho babi: @#$%^! eh apasal bagi yg lama. nak yg baru je la.

me: oh.. saya memang akan bagi yg baru. tapi juz nak bagi tau yg lama ni masih ada lagi, jgn bazir ya.

psycho babi: @#$#%@$** (forgot wat shit he said but kinda like cursing me for giving him back the old inhaler wtf)

me: *ok i've met wif a lot of rude pts in OPD so i tot i can handle this plus it's almoz 5 rest assured i'm in perfectly gud mood=) meanwhile making my point that he shud finish up old inhaler bfor using the new inhaler* (tsk tsk.. how angelic i am stil got patience to deal wif difficult patients like this, samo help hosp to save inhalers)

well this go on for sum while until this psycho babi suddenly shove his hand into the counter n slam away his bakul!!! yelling TAK NAK BAGI TAK NAK BAGI LA!! wif that face. THAT FACE.

OMG!!! he FREAKING SLAMMED THE BAKUL AWAY!! u know where meds drop off n i have to pick it up.


GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


fat dou yao foh ah! this triggered my anger rite away walao eh i yelled back at him "ENCIK, WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE TO ME??!!" (haih stupid me.. as tho this uneducated babi wil paham inggeris.. tula don wan to brush up my malay.. now wan to scold ppl dunno how to scold pulak )

halo! it was an abosulutely polite n unprovocative statement.. y wud any1 in his sane mind OVERREACT to this extent?! obviously he's not in his sane mind. mayb he doesn't even have a brain.
i wish that i can juz yell back at him lu cakap tak nak bagi punya ah.. n confiscate all his meds. isshh isshh ishh but i'm juz an inexperienced prp i don think i have the rite to do so.

me: "awak tak perlu buat macam ini lo. saya hanya cakap jgn bazir saje!" raising my tone n trembling in anger.


psycho babi: "hah awak cakap macam ini la.. nanti saya beritau pengarah awak siap.

me: *showing that OK! FINE! face**raising tone up another notch* SAYA HANYA BAGI TAU JGN BAZIR LO! SAYA MEMANG TAK SALAH! *yes yes yes i did sound very harsh by that time*


psycho babi: @#$%$%*


me: *keep my composure n tell myself i stil gonna dispense this profesionally* so i dispense his other meds.. ni cair darah.. setengah biji bancuh air minum selepas makan.


psycho babi: AH CAKAP BYK LAGI! BAGI UBAT!!! *snatching his meds away from me WALAO EH BABI!!*


me: *gek sei ngo* so i dispense all his meds SLOWLY.. telling him the indication n makan brp kali tiap kali makan brp biji. hah..


ok so finally here comes the inhalers.


me: ok encik ni pam yg baru.. *reminding him salbutamol use when needed n budesonide need to use everyday*(wa dei i'm so damn professional)


then i pick up the old inhalers wif an 'oh btw' look...

me: jgn bazir pam yg lama ni ah..


n wat he did nx was my breaking point.

he took the salbutamol inhaler, open the mouthpiece n

FREAKING SPRAYED THE CONTENTS TO MY DIRECTION while mumbling AH NI MANA MASIH ADA? NI MANA MASIH ADA?? *continue spraying to his heart's content!!!!*

like that's not enuf... he picked up the budesonide inhaler, open the mouthpiece n FREAKING SPRAYED WATEVER'S THAT'S LEFT INSIDE INTO THE AIR!!! again.. mumbling ni mana masih ada?

n FREAKING THREW BOTH INHALERS BACK ONTO THE COUNTER!!!

AAARRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!

F*CK!

F*CK!

WTF!!! i clutched my fist so tightly i can juz explode like an atomic bomb destroying anything within the radius of 1.5 metres including that psycho babi!!! *bsshh ba boom*

clutched my fist ya i did but i was too stunned to react to wat he had juz done. i juz stoned there instead of spraying him back wif my pepperspray. SHAIT! y didn't i take down his name n ic n deny his right of collecting meds in muar hosp for the rest of his life?! ma de! he juz insulted a pegawai farmasi gred U41 ok!!!!

i went to the filling area behind.. n looked at my fellow colleagues .. n of all things.. i said sth like gor gor dou hai sui yan lei ga..

n then TEARS started to stream down my cheeks!

ohh NOOOOOoooo! that's not wat i wan. y i failed to control my tears at public once again?! hou yu ah! n like that's not embarassing enuf.. i cudn't stop my tears for the nx 20mins. haha motherly/angelic madam lye n yshan tried so hard to console me.

that mdm lye damn funny la now she see me everyday she'll ask.. eh ni zhen yang ah? ni ok ma? like i'm sum kinda yong yi sao siong dek lui yan.. *faye wong's song playing in the background kaka*

so yeah... this my my another record... crying for the 1st time at work! DENG! BARBARIANS! i shall not b nice anymore!



p/s: this entry was super outdated n by now my anger has subsided la tho i can stil get very gek dong if i ever gonna talk abt it again. can't get to post it up last week even when i'm so bored in muar cos got no router over the weekend *ahem*.

supposed to b a recap n resolution entry but turned out to b sth else

it's exactly a week since having a blast counting down to 2009 wif fellow prps n frps at our house. shud b time for an entry on recap n resolution. but now that i have a faint heart, a tiring n sumtimes mundane 8 to 5 job, i wudn't dare n cudn't bear looking back at 2008... a yr of uncovering hidden paths n exploring new territories. a yr where dreams became reality n the reality was merely sum kinda delusion. everything... it's been crazily exciting, beautiful n painful.

2009 n i'm 24 but who cares i juz celebrated my 23rd bday. hoho u have all the rite to get jealous at dec babies like me i won mind. nth too fancy nth too elaborate *c my frens r not that creative u know* (my sec skool frens were juz too lazy to coordinate a surprise until they cudn't even bother to hide the cake or the present n poor bday gal had to fake her delight at seeing the cake n the present wth.) but stil it's so warm at heart=) mmm thank u ppl!

this yr 1 more grp of ppl celebrated my bday. my current housemates. by now i think u guys shud now who they r.. pjoo, kyong, n cyee. like who wud've tot that v r gonna stay tgt sum day rite? ya my life is getting more n more random i know!

there's this thurs nite where i was catching my million dollar deal in the loo. n cyee the irritating nx door housemate who shares the same bathroom was yelling.. oi lei zou gan mat yeh ah?

so i yelled back... O SI AH! in a grumpy tone. cos i was RELI close to catching that million dollar deal n juz sending the msg across that i need A BIT MORE TIME in the loo.

n yes.. deal was successful. so i flush victoriously n walk out of the loo n out of my room. n AT THAT VERY SECOND...

HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!

HAPPY BIRRRR~~~THDAY TO U!

n the nx thing i know the geli landlord was holding the bday cake.
the irritating housemate nx door was clapping her fragile hands away.
n the narcissistic housemate from downstairs was strumming his guitar gleefully.

AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

stunned! shocked! embarassed! happy! surprised! delighted! watever. man it's a bag of mixed emotions.

so the song ended n i'm supposed to blow the candles but every1 can stand no more n burst into their wildest laughter.

i'm celebrating my 20th bday instead of 23rd!!! kakaka!!! get it get it??

sheeeshh! of all time....

y wud they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake at that time when i'm making my own choc cake?

y wud i make my choc cake at that time when they wan to surprise me wif a coffee bday cake?

y is the timing sooo GOOD?

the thing is.. they had lighted the candles when cyee was yelling at me to check out wat i was doing in the loo.......

OMG!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!!!!

n they wudn't wan to blow off juz in case i get out of the loo suddenly. of course i didn't know their plan la... do big business mm gap dat lei 1. so i juz took my own sweet time.

so by that time i get out of the toilet n finished the bday song.. the 3 small candles, tho stil lit wif weak flame, had totally melted omg! coating the surface of the cake PINK! so left the 2 candles stil standing as if i'm only celebrating my 20th bday!

OMG!!!!! WAKAKAKAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKKAKKAKAKKAKA!!!

this celebration was seriously funny!!! tho it's downright simple, i'll nvr forget this SHITTY bday surprise. notice the pun hehe.

CUTI CUTI CUTI

those were the days when i juz had to guai guai dei sit thru eos exams n a long holiday wud b there waiting for me. u know juz like... rite there!

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ok u get my point it's a long sigh.

cny is around the corner n v all chinese at hpsf dah kiasuly berebut-rebut to take leave. how la lidat?!

wat if i take cho 3 cho 4 cho 5?... doink! in my dreams. no i don even get to dream often. hmm does that mean i don have enuf REM sleep? izzit bad? am i overworked? watever.. 3 consecutive day offs.. i can c pn. yati stamping a big BERAMBUS! TAK MUNGKIN DILULUSKAN! on my borang cuti.

wat if i take cho 3 cho 4? deng! then come back muar on thurs nite work on friday then after work go back kl again! wah! gam hou hei! i wudn't mind if the distance back to muar is like my house to imu or if mayang sari is like donald trump's limousine wif a driver as handsome as daniel wu. delays. dirty seats. rude drivers wif dental caries. man the reality is alwiz harsh.

wat if i take cho 3? harh... 1 day leave where got enuf ? pack n go back muar on cho 3.. when every1 is stil munching pineapple tarts kue ka pek spitting out gua zhee's shell bz gambling n collecting ang pau n i'll b working my ass off in the ward... huuuu! samo less ang pau less income aiyoooo. y am i so pathetic?

HOU FAN AH!

n then cny's eve need to eat reunion dinner samo! huuu... last yr i miss the reunion dinner n i have a bad feeling i may b missing it this yr... ohhhh NOOOOOO~! cos i have TDM ON CALL til 1pm! y la y muz i have the shift at THAT weekend of all weekends.... the hosp is working fine ALL THESE YRS w/o this shift n y do they even need to start it at jan 2009?! the very month wif cny!

isn't that 1 silly shift? juz make every1 tag at tdm so those doing the bekalan wad can come do the emergency tdm la. not like there's a lot sample to run on the weekends. don care die die oso muz find ppl ganti... but who else bside faris... WHO ELSE... HOU FAN AH!

n then i'm teochew nang need to bai tee gong. how can i miss bai tee gong la rite? the roast chicken roast pork the gambling session oh so merry! so have to take leave samo on the following mon n tues. but that's 2 days more.. n i'll b in clinical by then.. 1 n a half week gone liao! how am i going to fulfill my quota or learn anything?? how la lidat?!

ahhhh!!! HOU FAN AH!!!! *echoed by the sot poh nx to my room* *i think she's stil staring at the shift schedule this month* *at least i'm being productive by venting this on my blog*

well if i'm posted in kl... it wud save me all the trouble! if not all... say 70%. man i wud not even need to take leave on the following mon n tues ok.. can stil get up nx day n go to work as usual...

WHY AM I NOT WORKING IN KL???!!!

tho i don get that eos exam stress now, see i stil get the stress on how to apply my leave wisely.


like my mood is not bad enuf.. there's alwiz sth...STH to make it WORSE. MY HAIR!=.= padan muka.. alwiz like to do things at the spur~ of the moment. ya gud.. now i look like siu fong fong AGAIN! AGAIN! arrrghhhh!... y do i have to relive this nitemare?

i juz wan to trim off the split ends n the tangled parts which alwiz get on my nerves... so i told the gal to make my hair bao yi dian, duan yi dian... when i wear my specs after the cut.. i was like.... AHHH! gao meng ah!!! it's now bao HEN DUO! duan HEN DUO! very yok chek leh... my rm400-worth curls r gone! gone in 20 mins!!

scissors r such a brutal weapon u know.

very sim tiah! very sakit hati! very xin tong! wat more languages?

n for 5 months i tot the sexy curls r gonna help me tremendously in nurturing my ladylikeness or womanliness... gone! GONE WIF THE SCISSORS!!!! haih she wanted to make it into those cool layers but aiseh.. i'm luen mou 1 ok. it stil looked acceptable at 1st but once the salon effect (u know wat i mean.. the VIDAL SASSOON EFFECT) wear off.. i'm back looking like a nerdy teenager who stil have to obey curfews set by pappy n mommy n who knows nth abt drugs except panadol. WTH.

haih... this is wat happen when u blog on a monday.

jing jing jingle bell jingle ur head~~~ dammit. y does xmas have to fall on a thurs n not fri? *super jealous kat kyong n cyee!! well at 1st. but all sympathy n empathy for them now ah y am i stil so full of sympathy after a month in opd*

chill chill.. i'll better b having sum gud time at malacca wif fellow prps tmrw keke.

i wan to blog abt life in muar.. my new housemates.. my bday.. the disastrous badminton outing.. sth random.. many things! but uh.. dah tak larat la. post opd syndrome.

n y is this sucky feeling creeping all over me again?? when wil i ever gonna get over this?? shucks. i SHUD NOT listen to coldplay in the 1st place.

gudnite. n merry xmas!

OPD

EEerhh~~~AAahhh~~~ *juz stretching my arms n legs all u dirty minds* how i wish i can indulge my senses in sum kinda luxury spa wif aromatherapy, do sum acrobatic stunts at a thai massage, or get a ticklish n scream-inducing chinaman foot massage!

or or i can alwiz have retail therapy ngeh ngeh... when oh when can i get my 1st ever paycheque??.. ok not 1st la... 1st from lousy premiership 2nd from blue arrow... only 3 paycheques at glasgow tat can't even total up to 100 pounds.. i'm such a lazy ass. ok my point is.. my 1st paycheque as a PHARMACIST... ~tra la la la la...... la la la la~.... get it? get it? that ever so poplular xmas tune! nvm. ain't it great to have ur paycheque out like RITE BFOR festive seasons.. shop n boom the country's economy.. ah i know i'm patriotic.

was thinking how to heal my sore legs n now i'm talking abt retail therapy.. ya gals r contradicting.

yes ppl i'm at OPD. outpatient. or acronym for Otak Pening Department. it is. literally. this aptly explains y i've not been blogging for so many weeks. well hmm it oso means that i'm slowly getting a LIFE in muar! MUARhaha!


1st week was all abt having face as thick as great wall of china n learning from scratch.


i confidently told the patient to cuci kepala wif cetrimide shampoo until she gave me that 'harh? wat's wrong wif my hair ' look. omg! how wil i know that shampoo can ALSO b used to wash face n treat acne wor?!


i told patient to sapu chlorhexidine at his luka (antiseptic wat not meh?!) when pjoo cut in n said ni utk sapu pusat bayi. nani?! -_-lll *embarassed n demoralised*


n then on haji i had to work from 6pm to 9.30pm. DAMN sucky to work on a public holiday ok! but hey i'm a profesional, i'm here bcos the ppl need me. che wa! instantly felt better until....


1st i dunno how to handle the comp, then i can't spot common mistakes in the rx n then i was not sure wat's the suitable dose of cefuroxime n augmentin to recommend to the doctor ALL of which the pembantu can do it effortlessly. *shame shame*


well there r juz too many times where i felt embarassed n demoralised until i forgot wat r those incidents. sumtimes i juz wonder does the 3 n a half yrs of tertiary education plus the master of pharmacy certificate (che wa so yeng lidat rite... MASTER!) actually prepare me to b a qualified pharmacist in msia's hospital setting. see.. frust again.

ok at least the gud thing abt opd is.. time passes sooo damn fast cos every sec u r doing STH.

juz when u tot screening is juz pressing numbers n assigning the rx to diff counters...
eh can i get it faster? i got 1 medicine only ma. eh i stay very far 1 la come here take medicine very cham 1 la. eh my son not free to fetch me here can give me all in 1 go? eh who who who die adi i need to go back faster give me 1st la! *then go private hosp la! haiyoooo!*

or there'll b situations like eh this 1 no cop doc i can't dispense to u. can u go back to the doctor n get it? (walao u think i write myself 1 ah.. u call the doctor walk down n cop for me la!) *chill man chill! i can't do anything ok! it's the doctor's fault go n scold him la y come n scold me wor!!!*

oh ya i can now dispense like a robot. ni ubat darah tingii 1 biji sehari ni ubat jantung 1 biji makan 3 kali sehari ni ubat cair darah setengah biji larut dlm air minum selepas makan... brain cells totally in dormant form when i was mumbling those stuff. n sumtimes u juz wanna pity the patient taking ALL the classes of antihypertensives available n i seriously wonder... yao mou! yao gam kua jiong mou?! like do u reli reli need all 6 antiypertensives at 1 go.. wahpiang! izzit reli that all these patients' bp r not controlled or r they juz not being compliant n doc wil tot that adding 1 more antihypertensive wil solve the prob. dahlah v dot not enuf medicine simply prescribe samo n patient not taking medicines n then it'll all b wasted n there goes our meagre budget n the taxpayer's money n the prob is STIL never ending like when is this gonna end WTF!

many patients like to hand over their numbers to u n say oh ni dah terlepas n u'll have to squat down n ransack that humongous pile of bakuls to find THAT PARTICULAR NUMBER. halo! can v have a better system... imagine squatting down n get up every 5mins... postural hypotension gao gao ok! after few terlepas prescription.. i'm seriously NAUSEUOS i'm not kidding!

man n then u freak out cos u can't find the number, u search the entire opd high n low for the number but stil nowhere to b found. more bakuls r piling behind. STRESSED! then the patient wil continue to irritate u. where r my medications? cb y u all so inefficient 1? huuuu my parents oso nvr scolded me lidat.

or or u'll find urself arguing wif sum very stubborn pts n slow everything down. y the medicine diff adi 1? (diff but same function 1.) last time not this color 1 leh! (it's same thing juz diff brand!) but they juz DON'T wan to listen to u n keep arguing that it's different n n keep insist they wan the prev med!!! DUUHHHHH!!! [n hor sum schizo pts damn hard to deal wif lo!] weii y color diff adi 1? (mayb ur condition is getting better n doc decided to reduce ur dose=) wat shit r u talking abt! wat getting better! i need that color i wan that color! (**man i shud juz call the doc to maintain the prev dose cos he's OBVIOUSLY not getting any better! then he'll oso go back happily getting the drug of his preferred color win win situation wth dispense to schizo pts oso got yam yeng adi**) n pts r forever asking for panadols or lactulose or any cream for their itchness even tho they understand that v CAN'T supply them when it's not stated in rx. boleh la boleh la can la can la ke yi la ke yi la! (grrrrrr! SHUT UP!)

well after like 1 or 2 days i totally completely absolutely have ZERO EMPATHY / SYMPATHY to rude ppl! can u not b so rude??

then there's this fella who keep snacking in the pantri all the time who can sms while filling who works slower than a snail omg who don give a damn on the number of patients waiting out there and and tis other fella who nvr admit her mistakes who nvr wan to print label n send u searching high n low again for that particular label. they r such a powerful force n the whole gang may boycott me if they accidentally bum into my blog i'm so gonna die i shall live a miserable prp yr ahead wtf but i don care anymore cos it's my blog n i'm gonna rant rant rant rant rant til my heart's content cos there's nth i can do to change the situation cos bosses high up there don reli understand wat v r going tru bla bla bla


rawrrrrrrrrrrr! i'm at my breaking point! i'm impatient anyway since the day i was born. i'll cry n yell until mom stucks the feeding bottle into my mouth muahaha.

it's reli a pressure cooker at muar opd. i mean like where in msia that u'll get such severe medicine shortage prob??!! patients r alwiz in bad mood cos they r forever waiting for their medications for more than an hr n after that v'll tell them v don have this v don have that or v fail to contact doctor. n then all these bengang patients wil come lashing at innocent pharmacists like me. aw!

can v ever have a proper system to inform the doctors that v don have this v don have that so they won keep prescribing this prescribing that so that v won end up calling them n tell them that v don have this v don have that. HOU FAN AH! *ala cyee style*

i'm afraid that a yr from now i'll b this evil cold blooded pharmacist who don give a damn thing abt pt's healthcare n well being anymore. oi meh!


ok rantings aside.. do u know that v act have a pembantu who create this computerised labeling system like wat v had in strathclde pp3. omg! i'm so proud to b a muarian! v don manually write those labels halo hkl ppl.. how COOL v r keke!


all v prps sayang each other n v r lucky to have very helpful frps around. like in opd, v have the ever so chill en. azhar who nvr show any expression even when he's cracking a joke. i was alwiz wondering.. err.. did u or did u not juz joke wif me? (ky says he look like fan shu xian sheng in lao fu zi) n then v have xiao long nu, the moz si man frp whom u'll probably nvr hear her raise her voice in her entire life who oso happens to b the object of pj's n ky's syrup making fantasy. ILL!

n then there's abang mad who alwiz tickle my bones when i was damn tension who told me that it's no fun if patients get their medications w/o waiting when he sees that i was furiously RUNNING around getting my job done n he'll b like JGN LARI! n oso kak yani who secretly type me labels when i failed to find the mysteriously missing bakul!

at the end of the day, if the pt says thank u n left opd wif more understanding on the medications that they r taking, i'll feel like my work is appreciated n i'll b happy. teehee. see.. i'm not alwiz in bad mood like those menopausal aunties wif sagging boobs ok. who knows 1 yr from now i'm this angelic zenny pharmacist dispensing the drugs lovingly to all patients no matter how rude they r... o mei toh fat.


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ah forgot to post this entry haha! so outdated liao. i've finished my 4 weeks in opd! byebye opd n sore legs n yummy chewy orange flavoured vitamin c, tdm here i come.

n yooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooo! i got my paycheque! weeee! so.... nano or touch? touch or nano? kekekeke. yeh yeh!

wait wait wait i stil haven't finish blabbing. u know wat... v saw NAMEWEE! u know... that COOL DUDE who sang negaraKUKU, 麻坡的华语, n almoz got his butt at kamunting detention camp.

yes v freaaaking bump into NAMEWEE at the buntayan food court last week! he juz randomly da bao sum food over there n by the time v realised IT's HIM.. he walked pass the foodcourt n disappear. ahhhh! *totally starstruck!*... okla not that kua jiong. but reli wan to run up to him lo.. take a pic, have a small chat.. at least i'll have proof that i din chia dua pao at my blog. he's hair is kinda long now n he ties them up wif a white bandana. ah! stil as cool as ever.

watch out ppl! mayb i'll b featured in his NEXT MUSIC VIDEO... who knows haha! there he goes rapping...

麻坡的 pharmacist
jin jia beh pai
他们办事很快
他们很可爱
人见人爱
patient 可以信赖
doctor 也要闪开

wahahaha.... perasan!!!!!!! issh i hate myself.
but at least it rhymes! my 1st attempt writing lyrics.. in like 2 mins.. che wa!

seriously if v get to make frens wif him, that's like godsent for getting muar kakaka.

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ohya i'm not done yet. KLites.. pls look out for me!
i need to get a standing mirror.. y'know those kind wif wheels.. cos i'm a considerate tenant *ahem* i don wan to bang a paku on phek joo's walls. i've been wearing contact lens wif my instinct n urrgghh... very mang zang.. it's reli hard to fit it onto ur iris properly esp when u r kinda groggy in the morning. and and.. my hair. my clothes. do i look fine? i seriously dunno. see! need to get mirror.

mirror aside, i need to get a hi-fi! live w/o music seriously sucks. juz realise that the music library in my laptop is kinda pathetic. n youtubing is reli a pain in my arse. by the time i finished blogging.. the song is not even 50% loaded. *vomit blood* no mood to youtube watsoever. reli crave for those high end hi-fi but i cudn't afford. so price muz b reasonable wif gud sound quality cos i need to blast tmn sg abong indah wif nirvana neil young n sum psychedelic rock stuff, muz b able to fit into the car boot.. bla bla.. i juz wan to get a nice hi-fi asap.

my room is seriously in need of these 2 things. do check out for me!

week 2 & 3

n there i was at inpatient.. or better known as far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad. blardy hell that's 7 sukukata altgt! it juz get on my nerves when i'm on the phone...

at 1st i'll go helo! selamat pagi! farmasi bekalan wad! *enthusiatic tone* to

helo! farmasi bekalan wad. *sopan tone* to

halo. farmasi.. *boh mood tone* to

ya.. farmasi.. *tak syok tone*

n on bad days.. halo.
then let the nurse go on blabbing n then she'll stop at 1point n ask eh ni farmasi bekalan wad kan? then only i'll reply ya. keke only 3 sukukata.. ha.lo... ya.

there goes my enthusiam. there were juz TOO MANY calls!!! deng! it's so irritating. i need to stop watever i'm doing get up from the chair walk down to the phone take msg pass the msg then come back to my seat again n pick up those prescriptions that r scattered on the floor bcos the fan juz blew them away bcos v at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad don have air-cond!

nurses r damn kacau k! not like they call everytime for anything urgent or wat.. n 40% of the calls were asking for mr. tan like hey i know his da' man in inpatient dpt, juz call directly to da man's room la! damn I'M NOT a RECEPTIONIST!

wat i do? record new prescriptions or sambung bekalan/ floor stock into the comp then fill the rite drugs into the rite sampul. ya it's pretty mundane. *yawn yawn* even masalah polypharmacy can b detected by the comp. so wat i've been doing is juz calling the wad nurses y r they giving ranitidine n pantoprazole tgt.. n they'll alwiz tell u oh doctor sudah off pantoprazole la... oiii!! then y did u send in both the sambung bekalan sampul n the new presciptions tgt in the 1st place!

special thanx to yeong ru n boon chuan who taught me from abc 123 to the xyz of how things work at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad from day1. if not for them i'll b COMPLETELY LOST. muar has a lot of gud souls u know. *batu pahat prps i'm talking to u*

n our boss mr .tan is another nice but stressed out frp. he'll suddenly sit down n test ur knowledge abt the antibiotics n i'll either hentam a bit or go 'erm... *trying to think very hard but act i don even need to think cos i KNOW that I DUNNO*... erm.. bu zhi dao... or wang ji le... or hao xiang you ting guo... haha wtf. then he'll say nx time don key in the prescriptions blindly... uncle! the pembantu say v were very slow liao leh! no time for this! btw, he's considered the moz eligible bachelor for hos.pi.tal. pa.kar. sul.ta.nah. fa.ti.mah.'s std. so he's a hot item between cyee n hming muahaha.

don get me wrong . i'm very happy in there=) time passed very fast in far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad cos i've been bz all the time but the great thing is u'll stil get to breathe... curicuri munch a snack bar in the pantry.. chatting wif colleagues n pembantu. it'll turn to slow pace during the afternoon n that's when it's quite relaxing.

but i seem to work overtime compare to the outpatient prps cos blardy nurses have the bad habit of sending in their prescriptions at 4.45pm... n sumtimes tepat tepat at 5pm! oi! y buli us lidat! but v pharmacist sayang our patients=) so even if it's 5pm... v stil dispense the drugs.

as for drama, it'as as gud as zero. the only time when i got a bit pening was when wad 6 n icu requested for bactigras AT THE SAME TIME, n both for URGENT CASES. n then v at far.ma.si. be.ka.lan. wad only have 1 MISERABLE BOX which contains only 10 patches! damn kao cham ok!

in the end i open up the box n give 5 to wad 6, 5 to icu. n then pinjam another box from satelite so at last it's 15 patches for icu. BUT THEN, heard that it's for a patient who's got his WHOLE BODY BURNT! for gudness' sake, i dunno wat's the size of the patient, imagine wat can 15 miserable patches do???!!! can't even cover 20% of the fella's body. i juz felt VERY. SORRY.

that's y.. prp in hpsf has the 'privilege' of getting another kind of training that i bet prp from other hosp wil not have. BEGGING for drugs!! seriously weh! v r this poor ok. everytime hosp melaka, tangkak n batu pahat pick up the phone, juz by hearing the word hosp MUar, they so wanna yell buggers, v don have drugs for u!! or hang up immediately. pathetic rite? guess at the end of this 1 yr, i'll b acquiring a new skill keke.

the birth of a baby is celebrated. the death of an old man is mourned. it's happening within 2 days in my maternal family. wat an irony. i tried to walk down memory lane, searching for those moments v shared wif him.. ya v had gatherings in taiping on cny n his bday. but i nvr reli have a nice chat wif him, nvr hold his hand n stroll in the park. i felt bad. then i cudn't attend the entire funeral procession.. n not doing my part as a granddaughter, now i'm feeling VERY bad.

i took only 1 day's leave to pay my last respect. for the 1st time in my life, seeing a dead body lying inside a coffin rite in front of me, tot it's gonna b scary but when i look at that peaceful face, all i felt was calm n serene. it's a relief that he passed away w/o much pain n suffering. yes, v din shed a tear bcos u told us not to. r.i.p grandpa.

human beings r claustrophobic in general, well at least i am. but come to think abt it, u were enveloped in ur mom's womb when u were stil a foetus, but u r not realising it. n when u die, u'll b enclosed in a coffin, oso nvr realising it. so.. wat am i trying to say.. i dunno. juz having sum tots.. not to deep.. n juz feeling weird.. yeah.. yet again.