atypical new year

what more to write other than new year? true? most of the blogger do. so i want some too :) well, my new year was exceptionally different. maybe the day started normally. went out with friends, lunch, movie and back to hostel. typical. i plan to go watch the fireworks somewhere in the city but naah, i know that it's not going to happen. 

so i chose to be with my friend, rakesh. how i got to know him, that's another story. but he invited me to help him out during his night shift. choosing between spending the new year's eve alone in my room and a good company regardless the venue of event, you can guess that it is definitely the latter. why not home with my friends in kl? let's just say being away from kl keeps me happy.

he was clerking a new case when we reached there, me and tas. he smiled. the attending medical officer welcomed us too. most of the patients were cheerful despite being admitted and kept in the ward for new year. to them, it's just like every other day of the year. so we followed him around, helped what we can, discussed the possibilities and reasoning on the progress of the patient. 

when the fireworks started, we were at the bed by the window with a patient. the view from the ward was spectacular. we saw 3-4 fireworks at different venues all over the city colourful, clear as day. and he, the sweetest thing, was cheering with the patient showing her the fireworks. we wished every person passing by happy new year. so that' the start of our atypical new year. 

the moments passed after a while, the two hands of the clock keep moving pointing at different numbers each time, while patient kept coming in. blood were drawn, canula was set, medicine was given, forms filled, on going clerking, drowsiness and fatigue along the night, chit chatters bout our routines and lives. despite the long hours, we had fun.

that moment when me and tas became tired, he just keep writing

now i know how my life will be in few years time. im not lying when i say doctors sacrifice a lot. there he was on a new year's eve, having a night shift alone, the previous night as well, with one day off afterwards. patients come at any hour, blood sample taken accordingly for investigations, jumping between wards, wishing for the phone to stop ringing and fighting the sleepiness as you go by. 

doctors dont  work in an office with a very lavish interior and air condition. heck they dont even have a proper desk. they run around, pushing the eerie-noised trolley, not to forget the multiple tedious things that they have to do, where most of them are clerking work. do doctors complain? yes they do. they are still human aren't they. but who would do this kind of job, waking patient up in the middle of their sleep, asking permission to prick them and expose them for examinations, away from family and friends on a holiday, yet  remain professional, a sweet heart even, talking and humoring the patient. 

it's a noble profession. that i am sure of. though i'm scared with the challenges ahead, i know that i want to do just the same as what my friend did. so if ever i become defensive when people say bad thing bout doctors, pardon me for being that way for i have seen what others dont. 

happy new year to all :)

p/s : i came back at 7am, slept at 8am, only to wake up at 4.30pm. i was shocked looking at the watch. half of the day is gone.