The Purple Sky

salam..hello..sashiburi..aloha..or whatever and however you want to put it..

it's been sometime.huhu.. i'm currently at home. counting the days for posting allocation. my daily routine nowadays consists of waking up late (for no reason at all..even when i don't feel like sleeping i can still fall asleep), cleaning the house, take late breakfast, make lunch, then continue doing nothing ( doing nothing ranges from sending sms to watching tv to eating (post lunch meal) ) until dinner time. after dinner, i'll continue doing nothing. i'll watch practically everything on tv from tom tom bak to uncovering the secrets of planet earth in discovery channel. my sister had left for PLKN. so basicly its just me. me. and me at home. i'm not bored. really. i'm not. didn't i say i'm not bored just now?

although this is a bit late, but i think i'll write about my finalest final exam last month. honestly, i think the whole xm was kinda unfair. think about it- we had to endure months worth of suffering, physically and emotionally daunting - for it to end up in a 3 hours long exam. 3 hours only. mcm tak berbaloi. anyway, saying this - doesn't mean that i'm actually asking for a 3 weeks exam or anything. i'm grateful, tp mcm tak berbaloi je la. huhu. anyway, thank god i passed. Thank god. Thank god. there were 2 parts of the whole xm. the first part was the long case - we basicly are liable to get any case under the sun including minor postings (ophtalmo, EnT, dermato etc). i was praying for a surgical or Obstetric cases for long case.

during the xm, there were 2 rooms, the examination room and the examiner's room. while i was waiting for the exam to start, a surgeon walked past me into my examiner's room. i was like - yeay! a surgical case! the bell rang and i went into my examination room. the moment he saw me (to my surprise), my patient stood up, smiling broadly in almost a grin, walked happily towards me and greeted hi. i terkasima-ed, my mind was racing.. i mean - the patient looked well and happy! then he said it - while still in that same grin - doctor, i have SCHIZOPHRENIA. ohhhh..that explains.

the patient was cool, except for most part he chooses to tell his stories rather than answering my questions.. and his stories were looong..very looong indeed. ranging from how he was accepted to the university, to the moment he became a teacher, and later was appointed as Tun Dr Mahathir's bodyguard, and much later became an Orthopaedic surgeon in Switzerland. i was given an hour to take history and examine the patient, but i took 45 minutes to take the history alone - and the patient was still unwilling to stop telling stories then. when an hour was up, i only managed to complete my mental state examination and did a brief general examination. crap. i left the room praying hard the patient did not have any significant physical findings.

and thank god again he didn't. the examiners didn't asked much about the physical examination either, which was a great relief! and the whole examination went okay la i guess.

the second station, was for portfolio review. since i got a medical based case for my long case, i'll be getting a surgical based cases for my portfolio review next - which, i dreaded whole heartedly. of all the 10 portfolios i submitted, i loved my medical and peadiatrics portfolio the most, and i dreaded my Obstetric and gynae portfolio the most. but that somehow helped a lot, because - in my dreadfullness before the exam, i had occupied most of my thoughts thinking of them, how would i explain if this question was asked, i even remembered every nook and cranny of those portfolios.. and lucky me! most of the questions asked were the ones i've predicted, and practiced and memorized well. lucky me! and thank god again! i went out of the room feeling rather elevated.

lucky me. lucky me. although there were some others who were not so lucky to get some very tough cases. some just got simple cases, but had killer examiners.. it all depend on luck i guess.

anyway, at the end of the day i'm thankful.

there were some of us who didn't make it. what i can say is - i've been there, i know how it feels. it will be hard, but endure it. because, one day u may look behind and realize its a blessing indeed that everything happens the way it did.

oh crap again. it already late. i need to go home. i'll be internet deprived again once i left. nooooo.... don't miss me ya!