*The happy and the not so happy…*

By Freek at 1:02 pm on Saturday, August 9, 2008

Starting off, a little message from Aaliya….

Heh… brought her to my school for?the annual Food&Fun Fair in conjunction with National Day. She slept through all the ruckus of the fair but as soon as we went back to the carpark, she was wailing. Thank goodness she only acted up after that. I wonder what would happen if she were to make noise during the fair. This girl, if it’s time to sleep, she’ll sleep through even a war with exploding bombs here and there. But if it’s not the time, she’ll wake up at even at the sound of a dropping pin in a silent room. Sheesh.


I went to K-K again yesterday for a problem I’ve been facing since like almost a month ago.

Seriously, I hate going to the 24-hours clinic there but since I couldn’t stand it, I went down anyways.

Why I hate going there? Somehow, I’ve had more bad encounters than good ones there.

When I had a miscarriage last year, I was faced with a male doc who told me, “There doesn’t seem to be any heartbeat. You can try?to wait?and check again in a few days time but I don’t think it makes a difference.” Ok, so you will never get to know how it feels like to be told? that the new life you’re carrying was not meant to be. But, I believe there is a much better and more soothing way of saying it to your patient than “it won’t make a difference”, right?

Of course, I’m not saying that being male has anything to do with it. I’ve been treated by a male doc before and he was very nice and gentle.?And I’ve read of nice encounters people had with the male docs they go to.

Some female ones aren’t that pleasant as well. One who did a painful pap smear on me and one who said, “I know it’s painful” with the most un-empathetic face you can imagine. Yesterday’s encounter, was no different. I opted for a female doc and I got a young-ish doc who looked like she was forced to be there on the eve of National Day. The way she asked me questions was almost, rude. When she examined me, she even pressed on my caesarean wound. WTF? If I wasn’t tired, I swore I would have told her off. Dy would have too. I told her I wanted a follow-up with my own gynae. No-fucking-way was I going to be follow up with her.

Nasib baik anak aku, The Lean-Mean-Farting-Machine,?tak ikut… kalau tidak…

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Comment by Suhaila

August 10, 2008 @ 1:17 am

Itu doctor nak kena sepak up down, left right. EQ and PR sungguh lacking.

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Comment by Tween-O

August 10, 2008 @ 1:17 am

can u se-mell wat de rock is cookin……

hehee…kening…bukan main lagik

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Comment by Maria

August 11, 2008 @ 1:32 am

yep, some of the docs in that 24-clinic mmg mcm mintak kena slap. even the lady docs. had a bad experience there too. wont go dere again unless terpaksa. hope you get well soon.

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Comment by Ida

August 11, 2008 @ 11:32 pm

that doctor nak kena ajar…mari kita samer2 slap meh…:P

aniwae, the last photo of aaliya super cute lar…kekek seh..

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