Today is Very Testing.

Yesterday I was post call. Couldn't go back early because patients in isolation ward needed reviewing. Buka puasa with nasik hospital and ikan hospital and sayur hospital. Only had one glass of air bandung and one glass of mysterious green cordial.

Came back home, absolutely tired. Fell asleep the very moment I lie down in bed.

Woke up today at 4:50am. Sahur finishes at 4:45 am.

Damn.

Memang terasa macam tak nak puasa. Tapi takpe, pergi je kerja, mana tau kerja tak banyak, tak la penat mana pun.

Kerja banyak.

Sambil kerja ada lagi admission.

The dehydration, hypoglycaemia, ketosis. The whatever crap cough I'm having since last week. Memang aku rasa macam nak mati. To the patients yang aku marah hari ni (and sorang yang aku marah kaw kaw), aku mintak maaf (tak guna pun aku tulis ni pasal diorang bukan baca pun. Saje je nak sedapkan hati).

And work wasn't easy. MO on call was a 'difficult' one. Easy work becomes difficult. Difficult work becomes impossible.

On top of that I cheated myslef.

To work faster, I said if I get back home before 2pm, I can buka puasa with that bottle of Pepsi Twist in the fridge.

To keep fasting, I went back late anyway.

Every drop of that 1.5L ice-cold Pepsi Twist is still in the fridge.

Aku tengah bergelimpangan tangan dan kaki atas katil sambil kipas berdiri sedang meniup full blast direct air flow.

Apasal la puasa ni susah.