P/S Abang I love you!

Sometimes you just have to pick yourself up and carry on!

I was scrolling through my facebook profile page when I came across a pic of an orange carrying its own self... with those wordings.

Oh i've forgotten about that, but what a much-needed reminder.

It's true, sometimes you are not even laid with any choice but to force yourself and just move on..

I've gone through few adaptive phases which at times really drain me out. First it was the marriage-during-studying period. I've gone through that, yeah I've gone through that.. alhamdulillah

Then it was the ' oversea housewife' period- I actually asked abang every single day for permission to go back to Malaysia

Was followed by single-and -independent career woman period, when abang was busy for his final exam, I  came back with Faheem, and I was busy adapting as a houseman. Working is not as tiring as being a housewife, trust me!

Then abang came back, when my depression level was at the peak. Simply because I had to be a superwoman, struggling to juggle between career and family.

When abang started working, I experienced paroxysmal stress haha, because abang is no more my abang who is always available to bring me shopping, going for holidays, available 24 hours to treat me like a princess.

But human always adapt I guess, and they learn as they traverse life. I learn that life is not always a bed of roses, in fact it is a sea of lavenders! Beautiful in its own way. When I see abang coming home everyday feeling very tired, I love abang more and more! A husband- wonderful and responsible as always.....


Approximately 1 month more..


I definitely miss rambling! It used to be my full time job ahaha. I have approximately 1 month more to go to finsih Paeds posting. How's paeds? I am infinitely sure once i'm gone from paeds, i'm gone for eternity. Haihh paeds is expectedly disappointing as always. And it's true that I've tried so hard to walk around as a paeds houseman at least with a plastered smile, but hey i definitely can't lie to the world. I hate paeds, and i hate paeds.

What is it with paeds? cool colleagues, SUPER NICE MOs (i'm not kidding), no miserable grand round every monday (unlike Ortho), benign HOD, rarely get scoldings BUT absolutely you get SCREAMING BABIES. I am not exaggerating when i say, at times i feel like stuffing a sock into their mouth especially when i am on pm shift and i have an endless list of blood to be taken so early in the morning. Haihh. *sigh*

Things was bad enough in the general ward during the early period of my posting with very few houseman, but things got worse when I entered NICU. When you have to screen like 50 babies in a day alone, things can be very unbearable especially when they refuse to open their eyes for fundoscopy, or they cry their heart out just when you desperately need to listen to the lung and heart. I'm sure I sound so pathetic T_T

I can go on and on complaining, but the reality is I still have to walk to Paeds Dept tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day T_T

Rasa macam kawan2 yang sama2 mengandung and lahirkan baby dulu, semua dah dpt 2nd baby.. Abang, kita bila lagi? hehe. The other day I said to abang I feel like getting pregnant again because I want a long holiday (maternity leave) ngeee~, abang kata tak aci langsung reason tu.