This short story was first posted on friendster bulletin board. Initally I wouldn't want to have it on the blog. I try not to say too much on what I do everyday. However the fact remains that these stories are really something to share with. So enjoy.
Not all labour room cases are meant for laughs. This morning, I wittnessed one of the toughest battle between a mother and the birth of her youngest child.
She was 34, pregnant for the eighth time. She has had 2 miscarriages and 1 still birth. Should this pregnancy succeed, it will be her fifth child.
She was wheeled in at midnight. Her cervix was already dilated, but the baby's head is still quite high up. To make matters worse, she was progressing very slowly. After 4 hours, the cervix only dilated to a further 1 cm. The baby's head remained where it was.
I thought 'Aiyah, sap sap sui lah. This case sure hantar operation theatre. Another Caesarean section prospect.'
How wrong was I. She stayed in the labour room for another 4 hours, making it an 8 hour labour process marathon. Even so, her cervix was only at 6 cm. Everyone was anxiously waiting for it to get to 10 cm.
Just when I thought she was done for it and she should be prepped for surgery, the doctor was very confident of her progress and decided to give her another 2 hours.
Boy, did we wait. So 8 hours grew to 10 hours. And it did dilated to 10 cm.
By this time, the mother was already exhausted beyond words. 10 hours? My God! Even half ironman cut off time is lesser than that.
She was barely pushing. Tired. Exhausted. Almost at loss. Everyone who was standing around her was beginning to doubt the decision we've made earlier. Maybe we should've pushed her to surgery.
At that moment, a nurse looked straight into the mother's eyes and said "Sis, this is it. Give it your last go. We don't want your baby to suffocate. Let everything be good to you and your baby. I know you love your baby. Now push!"
With a final continuous, big, long, painful, tormenting push, a new life in a form of a cute baby boy was brought to the face of earth. He cried the most beautiful cry I've ever heard.
Giving birth is never easy. It is a play with a woman's life. Yet how often do we acknowledge this?
Call up your mum, and say you love her. And never ever be rude to her. Alhtough it's ok to disagree with her sometimes, but do it agreeably.
Call up your wife, and say you love her too. Respect her requests, because there is no price to put on the sacrifice she made.
Kalau dia suruh bangun tido pegi beli barang, jangan bagi alasan mengantuk pasal tengok bola semalam. Christiano Ronaldo main bola 90 minit jatuh tergolek berpuluh-puluh kali, komplen macam pondan. Bini ngkorang bersalin 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 jam, takde mintak downpayment pon.
This short story was first posted on friendster bulletin board. Initally I wouldn't want to have it on the blog. I try not to say too much on what I do everyday. However the fact remains that these stories are really something to share with. So enjoy.
Waktu itu sudah pukul 2 pagi. Cuma ada 2 orang ibu di Labour Room yang sedang melahirkan anak. Salah seorangnya di jaga oleh aku.
Seorang ibu berbangsa Cina, muda sikit je daripada aku, dan mengandung kandungan pertamanya. Memang nampak dia nervous. maklumlah, pertama kali bersalin.
Tapi lambat laun nervousnessnya hilang ditelan dek sakit yang melampau-lampau. dia merayu "Tak boleh kasi itu ubat hilang sakit ke? Kasi saya pengsanlah. Sakit sangat doktor."
Aku pun kesian sebenarnya. Aku yang single tersanga-sangat ni tengok orang lagi muda dari aku nak bersalin, isk, memang terasa beb kesakitan dia. "Ok, ok. Saya panggil doktor betul punya ye. Dia boleh kasi ubat."
Doktor tu pun kasi injek satu tramadol. Tapi tak jalan gak ubat tu. Bila rahim ibu tu mengeras, memang meronta-ronta mak itu dalam kesakitan.
Dan kemudian datanglah Nurse Bermulut Capoi tu kembali. Mak yang nak bersalin ni pun merayu lah pada nurse nih dengan muka yang merah padam menahan sakit dan air mata yang bercucuran mebasahi pipinya. "Kak, tolong kak! Saya sangat sakit. Tak boleh tahan kak! Tolong sama saya kak."
Dan Nurse Bermulut Capoi ni pun berkata dengan suaranya yang menusuk gegendang telinga bak lembing Bugis "Amoi, you sekarang mau bersalin, Amoi. Memang sakit dia sangat teruk. Kalau bersalin ni tak sakit, saya sudah ada 30 anak woo. You tahan ajelah. berdoa pada Tuhan banyak-banyak."
Adui. 30 orang anak? Aku kesian la kat anak-anak dia semua kalau dia ada ramai macam tu.
This short story was first posted on friendster bulletin board. Initally I wouldn't want to have it on the blog. I try not to say too much on what I do everyday. However the fact remains that these stories are really something to share with. So enjoy.
Waktu itu sudah pukul 2.30 pagi. Masuk seorang ibu yang sarat mengandung, tengah nak beranak. Nurse pun jerit "Ha, ngko tolak dia masuk DS 3, set IV line. Kejap lagi aku datang."
Terus bergegas rakan aku pergi bilik IV line, memenuhkan tray dengan IV line, jarum, kapas dan 3 keping glove getah. Aku tengok je dari jauh. Tak sangka pada malam yang hening itu akan aku saksikan suatu keadaan yang sangat la ralat.
Selepas satu jam berlalu, kakak yang masuk nak bersalin tadi pun dah sampai tahap nak meneran. Nurse pun kelam kabut, nasib baik keadaan delivery suite kat hospital tu sangat organized. So tak la kalut, nampak je sibuk.
"Dik! Jangan teran lagi dik. Tak ready lagi ni. Nanti ngko yang susah terkoyak." Kata nurse yang mulut capoi itu. Aduh, bingitnya suaranya.
Namun sebingit-bingit suara nurse itu, tak dapat ia melarang kakak itu dari terus meneran. Kerana tak tahan dek sakit, dia terus jua meneran.
Tak sampai 10 minit, BUAK!! Terkeluarlah satu nyawa baru. Aku kagum melihat mukjizat kehidupan, di mana lahirnya satu nyawa baru.
Namun nurse capoi itu tetap meneruskan khutbahnya. "Ngko nih, meh aku check tengok. Ni mesti banyak terkoyak ni. tu la ngko tanak dengar cakap aku."
Tapi alangkah terkejutnya nurse itu, bila diselak-selaknya di situ, keadaannya amat pristine sekali. Mungkin cuma sedikit luka, tapi nothing a 37-needle can't handle.
Nurse itu berasa takjub, lalu dia mengeluarkan kata-kata yang memang aku tak sangka akan ku dengar selama aku hidup.
I've made it through! Semester 9 exam is finally over and I'm officially in my final semester. Just one more sem to go, baby. Just 6 more months!
I'm having a whale of time. Speaking of whales, I feel just like one too. A beached whale if I may. 2 weeks of study break and 2 weeks of exam, with diet comprising of sunny-side up eggs, bread, rice, more eggs and fast food. I had so much fast food during that period, I had Domino's and A&W on the same day. But it's worth every calorie. I pretty much have no choice. Food is the ONLY thing enjoyable during exam season. And it's all good.
High on trans fatty acid.
I will be moving to Batu Pahat next week for semester 10 posting in Batu Pahat Hospital. Any local riders reading this post, please please do drop me a comment. I look forward to join any weekend group rides there. Aku kepingin mau kayuh pegi Tanjung Piai wooooo. Kalau tengok map, jalan macam best.
I would also like dedicate this moment to express my gratitude towards the members my study groups. Yes, I have two study groups (I'm a bit kiasu ler). Words can't express how thankful I am having you guys around. To Jenn Yi, Sasha, Siew Lian, Chee Yoong, Ezran and Miha, Ainul, Aziah, Dina, Hady, Ezran (another kiasu bahger), you guys are the best. And I appreciate you guys tollerating my antiques of sleeping during studying, countless unauthorized kitchen breaks, being late and sometimes not showing up at all. I don't know how you guys do it, but if I were you, I'd kick myself out of the group long time ago. Thank you again.
The Cincai-cincai Lah Group. L-R: Ezran, me, Jenn Yi and Sasha. Absent are Chee Yoong and Siew Lian (whom I believe is behind the lens).
Kumpulan Gagak Hitam. L-R: Dina, Aziah, Ezran, Miha, Ainul, Hady and me
And congratulations to the rest of the batch. We deserve this one week break!! OOOO~WAAAAHHOOOOO!!!!
The first paper of exam dah habis semalam. The multiple essay question (MEQ) was probably the most traumatic event I've ever encountered while studying in Seremban. Aku rasa macam nak termuntah ketulan darah je lepas paper tuh.
Esok ada OSPE. Next week ada OSCE 2 hari. How does it feel? Like having constipation and diarrhoea at the same time.
Today is the last day of my second last semester. I've been student for a freaking 9 semesters! That's 4.5 years, 5 years if I include the semester I had to retake.
5 freaking years wei! Most of my school friends are already earning, working, some had changed workplace, twice, some even got fired. None went to jail, yet. Few are married, and a handful are already parents. Demmit! And I'm still dealing with stuff like presentations, lecturers having PMS, even the male ones, and coming up with excuses why I was late to class. Goddeng blardee hell.
And on this monumentous day, I am sick. Me head feels like it's under the weight of an African elephant. My nose is running like the mighty Mississippi. My eyelids feels like they're stapled to my cheek. And it's only 10 o'clock in the morning. How memorable.
I'll be sitting for my final exam in 2 weeks time and it'll be on for 2 weeks. Thus there will be no official update. So you can save your bandwith the next 28 days by not coming here. Yay!
In the mean time, do read the blogs I have on my list of links. I read them everyday.
After this exam, and should I pass it, there's only 1 more semester to go. BOO-YAH!!!
Please wish and pray for my success. Nanti aku bagi hadiah *ehem* MC *ehem* free. Haha.
The evening weather was perfect for a ride. Sunny sky, low humidity (relatively. When is it ever low here?), breezy day, and I'm stuck in the library finishing my presentation on HIV/AIDS for group session tomorrow. It's gonna be a Lionel Ritchie in the library today - all night long. What a waste of a perfect weather. *sigh*
Long rides plan have been working. I rode Labu Route till the end, making the route approximately 43km after making the U-turn. And I've done it twice since Thursday. The end of the Jalan Labu is the Sendayan-KLIA junction. KLIA turning is very busy with busses, lorries and cheap highway-bypassing drivers who refuse to pay toll. Sendayan turning is more promising. I've only cycled 2km into the Sendayan turning. The view is BREATH-TAKING! I wish I had a camera with me. Definitely I'll go further next time around.
DING! Ok, time's up. Back to clubbing my head with the keyboard.
This was recorded earlier this year during IMU Seremban Music Night. We rocked the hell socks out of everyone!!!
I'm in the white helmet. That's a FOX mtb jersey I'm wearing.
I try to minimize the use of youtube in my blog, this is so far the first. But since it is about me, I get to keep my quota.
This dance was adapted and modified from the Original Ultraman Dance. Am told by a very reliable source that these guys are from Universiti Teknologi Petronas, and not MMU, as popular belief. Since their video appear on youtube sometime in Feb-March 2006, many other family of Ultra sporadically appear around the globe. But the Original Ultraman Dancers still do it the best, in my humble opinion.
No posts on training, pasal I've been doing minimal training. IJN elective attachement is too mentally draining!! Tak sempat nak lari pun.. Maluuuu... Got to snap out of this. 60 weeks to IM Langkawi 2008. Yea man!!
Yeah baybeh!!!! Aku pass exam!!! YESSS!!!!!!!! Cukup-cukup makan pun, aku tak kisahlah!! Celebrating my hard-earned victory, I'm going to run 10k today.
