Un-messy room

I was about to clean up my room which is not even messy at all. If i could recall this kind of behaviour, it is known as "Unnecessary habit".

Despite having a short case exam tomorrow, and i am the first one to face Dr Zaw (since my name is the first one in the list), i wasted my time with some cleaning ritual. lol.

I am so messed up and demotivated with this whole Paediatric posting. Starting my posting with some kind of mistreated illness, i am so disaapointed with myself.

I need someone to let it out, but yet i don't want to burden anyone. So to the blog we go! lol

Well then.

"Dear my precious blog, i am sorry that you have such a pathetic demotivated owner, i hope you can bare with me while I am sorting myself out, sincerely from your owner"

Sore ja, mata ashita!

Bladder.

An old man walks into Ward 7 with a blood transfusion line with him. His hands was swollen, almost lost its actual features of hand. He was sightly pale, probably anemic.  He sat on his bed and the specialist check him out.

"Pakcik fikir balik ya, pasal cadangan kami haritu" said the specialist, trying to convince him on something.The old men shook his head, very sure with his decision. He won't change his mind, refusing the surgery on and on again.

The doctor sighed and leaves him. That old man lay back on the bed as the nurse change the blood bag with a new pack. 

"Ni pack nombor tiga ya pakcik" said the nurse.

He was diagnosed with Urinary Blader Cancer, lost his blood everytime he urinated, have a bladder that does not function anymore but he still refuses to remove his bladder by surgery.

Pakcik, why do you choose to suffer, needing almost 3bags of  transfusion each and every week to support your blood lotst?  Please be well, it's painful for us to watch you suffer. May Allah grant you a better healh pakcik.