Heavier Than Expected
Luckily I did not have that many to see, and soon, everything was sorted out again. Apparently, the traffic jam was just due to the sheer number of cars. It eased off right after the LDP intersection, about one kilometres from the hospital. I should have used the NPE instead if I were to leave a bit later than usual ….
Waiting for Maghrib
Happy Monday Morning
Had a nice breakfast at Chawan, followed by a quick shopping for groceries at Village Grocers - since I would be staying at the apartment tomorrow evening. I just realised then that the lady in front of my queue had tons of stuff on the till. The bill? RM 2050! My God! That was prop groceries shopping! Have a good Monday all.
Post Call
I woke up groggily this morning, did my ward rounds, finished my clinic and after lunch, I decided to have a doze in the Doctor’s mess. Success! Now, for the afternoon clinic.
Weekend at the Apartment
I therefore got up a bit later than usual, but since the drive into work was only 20 minutes, I still got in early enough to finish my rounds before seeing the first patient in the clinic. Rather than heading back to Gombak after work, I headed to Bangsar instead to buy dinner, and then wait at the apartment for Puan Anita and the boys to join me there for the weekend.
The boys were excited of course, now that we managed to decorate their room, complete with their bunk beds. Idlan went for the top of course. The bonus for Irfan was he had a rack of books next to his pillow where he could keep his stuffs. He spent the evening decorating the room his way. He asked us to get him some night lamp, so we might have to do some shopping tomorrow …..
The Swings of Things
Woke up this morning a bit later than usual. The whole household did. I decided that I would be better off waiting for the traffic to subside, rather than rush out. Consequently, I have an extra hour at home. I’ll be on call today, but at the movement, I do not have that many patients under my care in the ward.
Puan Anita was also packing today as we planned to spend the weekend at the apartment. She would be doing some groceries and cleaning later this morning. I have a clinic, so, I was not able to join her. Hopefully, the call could also be rather light today as I could do with a bit more rest.
The Day Off
But I felt much better this morning. The sore throat definitely was gone. Wow! The Zithromax really worked. Although I closed the clinic this morning, I still have a few patients in the ward, as well as a couple of admissions this morning. But I made it clear that I would only be available in the morning. Planning to have the afternoon and evening all by myself. I’ll probably be doing some cleaning at my home office, with all the papers strewn everywhere. Or maybe. A few more episodes of Downton Abbey. I had a few more episodes of the second series to go through …..
Sleepy Morning
Anita said that Idlan was sleeping at home. No more coughing. The antihistamine certainly helped. The swelling on the face was much better as well.
After lunch, I’ll probably spend a couple of hours at the apartment doing some reading before the afternoon clinic. Hopefully, Idlan would be back to his usual self by the evening when I reach home.
Wesak On Call
So far, the admission had been slow, but anything can happen later on the day. I just getting myself sorted out for the evening round, and of course dinner. It had been a hot barmy day, and the sunset was gorgeous.
There was also the small matter of FA Cup Final tonight. So, with tomorrow being Sunday, I can just chill out at the apartment in between admissions. So, time for a shower ….
The Last Six Months
Things had certainly picked up in the last three months, and even my Mum complained that I hardly came around as frequently. The new apartment also came in handy, as I didn’t have to travel all the way to Gombak every time I was called to the hospital.
Alhamdulillah, six months certainly flew by in double quick time, and only recently that I started to understand the philosophy of private practice. Managing expectations seemed to be as important as having good clinical acumen. But, as I said all along, I must not complaint ….
