Bayside - "No One Understands" Victory Records

Not exactly the best song ever but take note of the lyrics?

Doctors in Universiti Hospital (Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya -- Universiti Malaya Medical Centre)

I am one who among many others, hope to see more good in humans. I who, among others, hope that good still does exists. I, who thought that if you have chosen the path of becoming either a doctor/nurse or a medical adviser/personnel, you have to have what it takes to become one.

I look upon doctors as a very noble profession because you need to have a lot of courage and determination to actually be a good doctor. They are not saints but they are someone who one can rely on when there is a medical crisis.

These two Malay Female Doctors of Pusat Perubatan Wad 2 from Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya (Universiti Malaya Medical Centre) (about 10 am; sitting at the front desk gossiping loudly over god knows what) are a total shame to their own race and humanity. Due to personal reasons, I have to hold my tongue and not scold the hell out of them, I have to resort to venting my anger in another way. I should have taken down their names and spread it out loud on the cyberspace but since I did not, I guess the best way somehow was to mention where I met them.

They are the most insensitive lot and so happened that today; an acquaintance of mine was in a dire need of immediate medical attention and thus, we have informed them of our arrival. Therefore we'd have expected immediate treatment upon arrival but alas! We have to wait for half an hour or so and to be told by these ladies that a delay of a couple of minutes will not change the fact that you are injured! We informed them beforehand that this is serious and we needed immediate treatment! Else why would we called beforehand? Right, you are a government hospital and of course, there are much worst cases where human lives are at stake but hello?! The very least that you can do is to offer some minimal kindness!

You are a doctor and yet you acted like a noob who is in the hospital just because you happened to stumbled across that profession and eventually you've got to much youth and money to spend on education.

You read me right. Imagine if our roles switched and I tell that back to their face -- since that they are so immunized by such cases; I'd love to see what expression will they show.

How do you educate a mule?

Can I? I, of all people, should have much patience in me. I can't believe this and I do not understand why, of all people, M is the one person who I have no patience in. This is energy draining...worst than running a 50km marathon or taking a life and death exam paper.

I'm just feeling weak in the knees and exhausted to the joints. This feeling of lightness in your hands and the pent up frustrations; I'm just amazed. Just a simple few sentences are able to get me into this state.

But all is good. At least, I did well a moment ago to stay in control and tried to explain things out -- not to my best attempt but the message got across.

So: Dummies' guide to Educate a Mule
1. Take a step back, sit down and breathe
2. Breathe more...deep breathing...you'll need as much oxygen as you can inhale
3. Clear your mind and stop trembling in frustration
4. Speak in clear simple lingo, no bombastic jargon please
5. Explain words by words and try not to show your frustration
6. Be gentle but show your seriousness in the matter

All the best and don't explode in the process!

Peripheral Blood Mononuclear Cells (PBMC) isolation

An informative site to share:

PBMC Isolation
http://moodle.ccghe.net/pbmc/player.html

Unit conversion (U/ml)
http://www.physicsforums.com/archive/index.php/t-43421.html

A year ago...

...we were discussing on our trip to Taiwan in Old Town and out of fun, we made a 'fine dining' bet. 31st Oct 2010 was the due date for that bet...and yeshh..I remember! LOL...it was just out of fun that my friend was planning on a goal in which only he knows. He wrote it on a paper and the 3 of us are supposed to see if that goal in that paper will materialize a year later.

Sighs...it is a year already. As I age, Time just catches up and I miss Youth. I miss being 17 again...when it was just after SPM and the bunch of us are all enjoying the holiday as well as pondering over the 'what's-next' question.

Years after, this is the 'what's-next' already. Some have been working for 2 years, some atill job-hopped (or hope to hop) while some are married (happy and yet scary event!).

Soon, it will be yet another Christmas and New Year...oh well, all is good. I've got an early Xmas present on the 31st October :)