Drifting...

Yup, it's another week gone past just like that. A good one in many ways. Lots more positives than negatives to take from. My first week in surgery has been pretty interesting. Eye opening cases and really great and cooperative patients just really make life so much better even though things are still pretty dull and boring in Seremban. I guess there's nothing better to do than to just hang around in the hospital. Being able to follow up on patients from the time of admission till the time they're discharged has been pretty cool.

At first the jitters of building rapport really makes you feel like a small lad meeting your new classmates on the first day of school. Striking up a conversation with a total stranger is never easy and is something not many people would do. Afterall, we've been taught not to speak and open up to strangers. I guess that is nullified in this instance when all you want to do is to try and build rapport with a person you will be managing and caring for in the next few days. Once the patient warms up to you, things more or less become less tense and you begin to see the patient opening up to you, at times even sharing their deepest thoughts with you. That really makes medicine so worth it. Over the next few days, dropping by every few hours to see their progress really makes you feel like a part of their family. Wishing them well and reassuring them just before they enter the OT makes you feel like you are going in hand in hand with the patient, supporting them all the way till they open their eyes again in the wards. At the same time, you start to wonder if the operation will be a success and if you'll ever get to talk to them again. Life is fragile and deaths do take place in the OT. When the patient gains consciousness after the procedure and being one the first people to speak to them after the operation is a rewarding experince. It's enlightening to even see patients joking about their operation after it's done. When the time comes for the patient to be discharged, that's when it all sinks in. A friend that you've become really close with leaves the hospital to resume their normal daily lives. Sometimes you wonder if you'll ever meet them again. But overall, it's a worthwhile experience. Something to think about...

So much for life in Seremban, kinda back in good old KL for the weekend. Being able to attend CG again was cool. Hopefully i get to go regularly now that the schedules are more or less done up. Not sure why, but my insomnia problem is still lingering and it's now a record 5 months that i haven't a had really good nights rest. Probably my brain is telling me that it's time to practice for the mad-sleeping patterns in my future houseman days. So after CG and the World Cup match, me and my bro who was also strangely unable to sleep decided to go for a movie. Since we hadn't watched The fast and the furious : Tokyo Drift, we decided to watch it since all the ah bengs in town were raving about it. The show was probably the stupidest show we've watched thus far. The storyline was cacat to the max. Typical America Boleh show : Bad boy gets into trouble with someone, lands himself into deep s***, makes a deal to try and resolve things, super-hot chick and car becomes the prize. How stupid is that? Strangely, the American lad or 'gaijin' always wins while the Japs are left to lick the dust. It's like Rambo on wheels. Worse is, the show downright degrades women likening them to cheap objects, placing them on the line for a race that involves 2 gobloks who only know how to burn the road. No doubt the girls are pretty hot but the way they treat and portay them simply sucks. Although the show was utter crap, the cars were HOT!!! Souped up EVOs, RX-7s, RX-8s, 350zs, Skyline GTRs... the list just goes on. They just leave you drooling. The cars were the real stars of the show. No doubt about that. The 'Drift' scenes were cool but the crash scenes were even better. The star machines :

Nissan Fairlady 350Z



Mitsubishi EVO 9

Mazda RX-8

Mazda RX-7



While sitting in the cinema, if there was one thing i noticed before the lights went out was the fact that it was packed with peroxide-blonde ah bengs and fire-red frocked ah lians. It definitely confirms the fact that the show is an A class ah beng show. I searched high and low to look for some 'auntie' or 'uncle' but they were no where to be seen. The weird fellers in the cinema were these few 'mat motors' who were crapping away in malay about what they should do with the cars....'Apasal kreta tu tak guna boost?..laju sikit' and all kinds of crap. I mean, who would use Nitrous Oxide to 'drift'? It is used to do a 'sprint'. I bet if there was a hardcore ah beng in my seat, he would have started a 'pek yau' session and kicked them out of the cinema. Sometimes people just ought to keep their thoughts to themselves and just enjoy the movie.

Anyways... it just makes me laugh. Till i got more crap to write about, Adios !

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