I didn't manage to go gombak hospital today. I forgot to mention that not only i couldn't fetch them there, i couldn't go there myself as well.
So sorry if you guys have waited for me. I don't wish to be someone thick skin who caused the whole group to be late, but yet still pretend like nothing happened.
The guilt would killed me if i caused you all to reach late. I've apologized to the group leader and luckily you guys have reached on time.
Why couldn't i make it? Because i couldn't sleep.
Why couldn't i sleep? Because i got insomnia.
Why did i had an insomnia? Because i was too stressed.
Why did i stressed out? Because i was told to drive at last minute!
That made me want to sleep as soon as possible. But the more i tried to push myself to sleep, the more awake i am.
In the end i had to skip the last posting...
The posting at gombak hospital is ended. To be really honest, i didn't learn much things from there.
The hospital is built for the orang asli. Therefore the number of in patients is extremely low. Can you imagine 4 or 5 students clerk 1 patient? That's really freaking the patient out.
Not only we are not able to speak in fluent BM, we can't understand what the patient was saying in fart. It was far more than the BM than we knew. Their slang can kill your brain cells.
The workload in this hospital is extremely low as compared to the hospital at Seremban, kuala kubu bharu which i got posted before. Even the health centre in Nilai has more things to do than this orang asli hospital.
The doctor even asked us to check out the museum of the orang asli after we've done our history taking. It's an important part where we get to understand their social history through the things that we see in the museum.
That was able to compensate what we couldn't ask from the patients due to the language barrier.
About the museum, i could only see "brown" objects all over in it. Those were all brown in color...
Seriously, i don't think that i learnt a lot from this posting. Of course i've learnt a thing or two from there. But not as much as i expected. At least i learnt that there's actually a hospital built for the orang asli, and their social lifes.
Sadly, no canteen in the hospital. There's one canteen outside the hospital that i heard is selling overpriced foods. I didn't try out the food there. I don't think i could bear the consequences of traveller's diarrheoa as being one of the driver. More over i was the one who was leading the other 4 cars.
The way to the museum.
McD never tasted so good. It's like a saviour when you are starved from 6am to 2pm.
It's very hard to get myself to study in the end of the day after the posting. The travelling part was really killing. Spend almost 4 hours from my house to university and then to gombak, go and fro.
Once i got home i found my soul broke into pieces. It's difficult to study if i don't get myself some sleep. You'll get crazy when the time your head get contact with the pillow is less than the time your hands on the steering wheel. Definitely.
Sldh, i'm so behind schedule. I have less than 1 month to study for finals...
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