Heavenly Pediatric...
I'm in pediatric currently....known to be the toughest and the most difficult field of medicine....i'm not sure how true it is...but one thing for sure...i love this field very much...
LOt of stories surrounding pediatric ..haunting every single students including me, with all those tok nenek stories ...but i guess that is true to most of the students....Yet, alhamdulillah pediatric act differently on my system...
Hard to describe it, but it is a real satisfaction, working with all this children, i can really smell the surrounding. Walking to the ward, meeting the patients, really make my day. My mind smile in a way, my heart swelled with
satisfaction. Every single children, brought a different part of my heart into place, creating a nice tranquil scenery, an imaginary invisible environment, that is impossible to put it on words.
I barely understand, how children can be hate? They said the darnest thing for sure. I guess the sweetest thing of all, is how the children can be so pure and truthful about life is. It remind me, of those days, and how actually life can be more meaningful. I learned a lof of stuff from this children. They maybe asking a clumsy question, or acting like a "kid"....yet that what make life, a cute journey.
Writing about these experience, put a real smile on my face, my heart is dancing with real joy. People call it weird, and some even said"because kau pun pun macam budak kecik". It maybe an insult, but as time goes, i feel honoured at least i still have that part of kiddy inside of me, which is among the treasure that i'm proud to still have it.
I remember how i whisper azan to babies ears when doing the screening examination, and welcome them to the world. Inviting them to join this world with grace, and to look ahead in 22 yaers, when they will be half of my age. I remember, how i just fold an ugly piece of paper, making stupid little magic with it, that make a real entertainment to a 3 years old congenital heart disaese child, he forgot all his other toys. I remember spending time with my diabetic patients, sitting there with them, talking about diabetic and their life. One even wrote "kenangan manis=dapat adik baru yang comel, kenangan pahit=tahu mendapat penyakit kencing manis :(" Spending my whole evening, walking, and accompany their eating session, late in the evening. I remember, how long i talked to one parents that really worried about their child,explaining what every single of their concerns, assured them that we were doing our best, and to believe in god and how they really thanked me when they walk out with their healthy child. I remember, how it feel, to walk in the ward, in the hospital, at the cafe, in the bilik mainana, when the childrens, will turn around, and scream and even ran with joy, saying "tu Dr tu" "Dr, Dr jom datang sini" "Dr Adli..."...
Hmm..i barely do anything to them...but that what count to them..a simple thing that we barely forget...we usually ignore ..we take it for granted....they just need sincerity...
LOt of stories surrounding pediatric ..haunting every single students including me, with all those tok nenek stories ...but i guess that is true to most of the students....Yet, alhamdulillah pediatric act differently on my system...
Hard to describe it, but it is a real satisfaction, working with all this children, i can really smell the surrounding. Walking to the ward, meeting the patients, really make my day. My mind smile in a way, my heart swelled with
satisfaction. Every single children, brought a different part of my heart into place, creating a nice tranquil scenery, an imaginary invisible environment, that is impossible to put it on words.
I barely understand, how children can be hate? They said the darnest thing for sure. I guess the sweetest thing of all, is how the children can be so pure and truthful about life is. It remind me, of those days, and how actually life can be more meaningful. I learned a lof of stuff from this children. They maybe asking a clumsy question, or acting like a "kid"....yet that what make life, a cute journey.
Writing about these experience, put a real smile on my face, my heart is dancing with real joy. People call it weird, and some even said"because kau pun pun macam budak kecik". It maybe an insult, but as time goes, i feel honoured at least i still have that part of kiddy inside of me, which is among the treasure that i'm proud to still have it.
I remember how i whisper azan to babies ears when doing the screening examination, and welcome them to the world. Inviting them to join this world with grace, and to look ahead in 22 yaers, when they will be half of my age. I remember, how i just fold an ugly piece of paper, making stupid little magic with it, that make a real entertainment to a 3 years old congenital heart disaese child, he forgot all his other toys. I remember spending time with my diabetic patients, sitting there with them, talking about diabetic and their life. One even wrote "kenangan manis=dapat adik baru yang comel, kenangan pahit=tahu mendapat penyakit kencing manis :(" Spending my whole evening, walking, and accompany their eating session, late in the evening. I remember, how long i talked to one parents that really worried about their child,explaining what every single of their concerns, assured them that we were doing our best, and to believe in god and how they really thanked me when they walk out with their healthy child. I remember, how it feel, to walk in the ward, in the hospital, at the cafe, in the bilik mainana, when the childrens, will turn around, and scream and even ran with joy, saying "tu Dr tu" "Dr, Dr jom datang sini" "Dr Adli..."...
Hmm..i barely do anything to them...but that what count to them..a simple thing that we barely forget...we usually ignore ..we take it for granted....they just need sincerity...
