Tuesday, December 4, 2012

The hungry ones

In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

Only He is the greater provider. To Him we pray and ask for help.

I was having dinner with my husband the other day. We were only recently married and I wanted to treat him to something special so I brought him to a Secret Recipe's restaurant.

We ordered dinner and I chose a piece of creme brulee cheesecake (a new addition to the various SR's cheesecakes) for us to share.

While enjoying our dinner, I began to feel really full and started playing with my food, having most of it goes into my husband's mouth instead of mine.

Unable to finish the piece of cheesecake, I told him that I was full.

He made a remark which urges me to write this post today..

He said, "Honey, we cannot waste this food. We are lucky that we are able to eat today at this expensive place. There are people who are unable to eat even once a day."

Hearing that, I quickly realised how ungrateful I've been and thinking of all the people who are starving all over the world, All praises belong to Allah for the food that I am able to eat today.

I picked up the fork and finished up the cake (with most of it went into my husband's mouth :p)

We live in a very luxurious country where there is plenty of food available anytime and anywhere.

Everytime we stuffed our faces with food have ever stopped and imagine the faces of the hungry ones all over the world?

Imagine the children with their bony faces, swollen stomach and legs so skinny you are afraid they could be broken by only touching it.

As a muslim, it's our duty to help those in need. If today you received extra blessings from Allah, extra money, extra food, clothes or whatever, put aside some to help the poor first before you start thinking of buying all those expensive things that you actually don't really need.

Good deeds are our tickets into heaven, not those expensive clothing and gadgets.

Lastly, let me share with you a song from my favourite band that actually inspires me to write this post..

Native Deen Hungry Ones


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Sunday, September 30, 2012

The Caveman era

In The Name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful

It has been a week since the computer system of our hospital broke down. Now we are back to doing work manually.

For those who like me started working with the computer system, it's quite difficult for us to cope in the beginning. We were used to have all the investigations keyed into the system, updated and reviewed there. Now everything have to be sent by ourselves, traced and reviewed by ourselves.

Many problems surfaced since the system broke down..

There are the untraceable investigations results, lost without trail. there are also the investigations results that were sent pre-operatively, but came back after the patient has already finished the operation.. ( i guess those investigations were not really indicated for the procedure, otherwise the surgeon would have surely waited for it) and there were those investigations that came back after we have already discharged the patient..

Everyone is getting impatience.. work gets slower and becoming less efficient. Bosses are getting angrier as things get slower as compared to previous. Housemen who are not familiar with the manual system, are getting confused and had to work much harder.

Lots of things (documents, records) from the old days where they were used manually, had to be dug up from the storage room and spread on the counter. Things have becoming really messy nowadays, as previously when we were using the computers, all the papers and documents were banished and more or less destroyed. But now, they are filling up the counter and cupboards and we don't have as much space accommodate.

though the system was really slow back then, taking ages to upload things, and sometimes when you want to save your entries, it freezes and all your entries lost; but i really missed it. I hope the hospital management would work something up soon..


Saturday, September 22, 2012

To find passion and sincerity

Salam to all readers,

It has been 2 months since i last posted anything.. i am currently in my 3rd month of housemanship. Still doing surgical posting and hoping that this posting would end pretty soon. My colleagues have been wonderful.. but there are days where i would have nightmares, not being able to sleep properly at night and jumping out of bed early in the morning to get to work ,  not because i am excited to go to work but because i am nervous and worried.. these usually happens when a certain specialist is oncall.. on those days , going through the morning rounds would feel like entering a battlefield. I have to prepared mentally and physically. Prepared for his abuse..

I heard that when he is in OT he is worst. I have never been into his ot yet and i am grateful , alhamdulillah. There was once the possibility of me becoming endangered, but my kind MOs picked another houseman who is a male and much2 stronger than me to assist the specialist.. I am thankful..

With that kind of working environment, it is very hard to find passion in what I am doing.. and i find it difficult to be sincere too.. i get annoyed easily nowadays.. it's hard to keep yourself to be attentive to patients when the people around you are also feeling the same way as you do, annoyed.. a lot of times i have to remind myself that I need to be sincere in my heart when attending patients..

I wish that i could finish this posting soon.. i still have my midposting assessment, logbook to fill up and finally , end of posting assessment before i could leave this posting.. may Allah ease.. inshaAllah

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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

First Poster

In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious The Mosterciful..

Only to Allah I lay upon my worries, my sorrows. Only He truly understands the content of my heart and only He truly listens.

While driving my car back from kl to temerloh this morning, my favourite song by native deen was on my car music player. It has been a long time since I last listen to this song, and listening to it as I drove nearer to the hospital makes me.feel totally helpless in this life. But only by believing in Him, gives me the strength to carry on this journey.

" when they ask about Me (oh muhammad), my servants I am near. Have no doubts about Me, and know I hear your prayer. Take one step towards me and I'll come running to you."

Being a first poster (meaning you are currently doing your first posting as houseman) is tough. You go to work everyday feeling really blurry about what you are supposed to do that day and feeling really anxious and scared at the same time thinking if you can manage to do your work properly without looking too blur to your disadvantage.

In the working world, in order for you to be able to survive you have to forget all you comfort zones. You have to have thick face and you have to have temporary amnesia but however still manage to recall everything about your patients. The above skills are required because having temporary amnesia and thick face will help you to endure all kind of scoldings from your superior. No matter how hard you got scolded you just need to swallow them down, hard and continue your work as if nothing has happened.


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Humbled and thankful

In the Name of Allah, The Most Gracious The Most Merciful

As the title implies, today I want to share with all readers of my blog, why I feel so thankful and humbled..

Being youngsters, we like to complaint and whine.. So, the other day as I was complaining to my aunt about how difficult it is working flexi hours, how the day offs are so short and etc..etc.. She asked me did i get any leave for the raya holiday? And i said i did.. i actually got 5 days off for the raya. But eversince i started working 2 months ago that's the only holiday i've forten so far.. She said that i am very lucky because when she was a houseman she didn't get any leave at all for the raya and she had ro on-call every other day.. At that moment something hits me.. how can i still be complaining when i'm in much, much better situations than 20 years ago.. Nowadays we have all sorts of technologies to help make our work more efficient, to help reduce our workload.. but why are we still complaining..? I guess the young generation nowadays (that would include me:p) are lacking stamina and independence.. we are born in the days of technologies where everything has been done for us. It's easy to take things for granted.. When I listen to the hardships that my aunt and uncle went through when they were doing housemanship, i realised what i'm going through is incomparable to their experiences. Thus, I am humbled and thankful.. I hope I could gain as much experience that I could throughout my housemanship. I pray to Allah to give me the strength and perseverance that I badly needed to help me become a better person and a better doctor, for my ummah.. InshaAllah..

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Should a 13 year-old drive?

In the name of Allah The Most Gracious The Most Merciful

I've been working in the surgical department for about a month now and the numbers of motor vehicle accident really puzzles me.

Almost everyday we'll get patients coming in for MVA and the number increases more the closer we get to eidulfitri.

Yesterday, there was this 13 year old boy who was admitted due to rib fractures. He does not have a license and he was driving a motorbike when he got involved in the accident.

When I was helping my colleague adjusting his chest tube, his relative came in and asked about his condition. I told him that he is stable. And after that I couldn't restrain myself and ask the boy whether he has any driving licence or not when the truth is everybody knows that a 13 year old couldnt possibly has one because the law says you have to be at least 15 years old to obtain a motorbike licence. That question was only to make a point to the relative that allowing this boy to ride a motorbike when he does not have a licence is very irresponsible.

That boy is very lucky that all he gets is broken ribs. Imagine if his skull fractured, or he has bleeding in his brain or his spine got injured and he will be bedbound for the rest of his life?

From an active person, for just one irresponsible act he might not be able to fulfill his childhood dreams?

I've seen a patient who was involved in a motor vehicle accident and he is now bedbound, unable to speak and move and has to rely on other people to feed him and change his pampers. He is only 19 years old.

Eventhough maybe the situation of these two people are different, but I hope that people could see the consequences of their acts and start becoming more responsible in their life. When you are being reckless on the road, you are not putting yourself alone in danger but also the other road users.

Yes, accident happens. But we can prevent it..

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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Tagging life


Well, to be honest this post has been long overdue. I've been off-tagged for my first posting since 2 weeks ago.

The day I was allowed to off-tag could be categorised into one of the happiest day of my life. I wished I could jump and hugged my boss for letting me finish my tagging duration in 2 weeks. I was very worried in the few days at the end of my tagging because we were supposedly to be assessed before we will be allowed to off-tag. The specialist in charge required us to know all the patients in the ward. Know all the diagnoses, investigations and progression of each patient. So i spent all my free time reading up all the cases in the ward and listening attentively during each rounds and pass-overs so that I would know and be updated with the progression of each patients.

To tell you the truth, 2 weeks of tagging is totally emotionally and physically draining. For 2 weeks I go to work at 6.30am. The earliest time I punched in was 6.15. I could not force myself to go earlier than that. But I know that there are others that come to work as early as 5.30am. And everyday for 2 weeks I work until 11 pm. There are no weekends off. I only get an off day after I've been working for 3 weeks straight.

Alhamdulillah, everyday each time after my prayers I would recite doa asking Allah to help me go through this, to help me endure and persevere and I believe eventhough the 2 weeks had neen tiring but He has helped me by giving me strength. Prayer times are the only time that I could rest my exhausted mind and emotion and recharge my motivation by connecting with Allah and telling Him about my troubles.

Though He never answer me back like humans would do, but my faith that He is taking care and looking after me makes me feel reassured and gives me the strength that I need.

The first lesson that I learn in order to survive the period of housemanship is that, you need to make sure that your spirituality is in check.

It's important to believe in yourself and your abilities but as humans we make mistakes and sometimes we are not at our best. But when we believe in Allah, believe that all things will only happen if He wills it, then our minds will be at ease because we know that He will take care of us.

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"Allah itu adalah seperti sangkaan hambaNya"

Saturday, July 7, 2012

What it takes..


Alhamdulillah, my first posting would be surgery. Though it's not the posting that I've wanted, and my two best friends are posted in another posting together, nevertheless I am grateful to start off with surgery. Ever since I was in third year of medical school, I have started off with surgical posting. InshaAllah, I will try and do my best this Monday, which is the day that we are asked to report for duty and start our tagging.

We, in Hospital Temerloh will all start on this Monday whereas my friends who work in other hospitals have already experienced the hardships of tagging. To come to work as early as 6.30 am and to go back as late as 12 midnight. As my sister used to put it when she was working as houseman officer, "I got out from my house to go to work and I see the moon. And when I came out from the hospital to go home, I see the moon."

Well, this is the life that we are going to face for the next 2 weeks of our first posting, and for every 2 weeks for our next postings, until we finish our housemanship in 2 years time. InshaAllah..

Since I will only start working on Monday, so I decided to go home this weekend. My second youngest sister has just registered into CUCMS with MARA loan, last week and my mother and sister went to send her.

My mom told me yesterday, what the dean said on the day that they registered.

He said, "Though all other students who wishes to study medicine in local universities have a CGPA of 4.0, here in CUCMS we don't require you to get a CGPA of 4.0. Because being a doctor does not require you to be only intelligent, but most importantly you will need to also have passion for the profession. Because this profession, no doubt is challenging and those who are forced to do medicine will find it hard to cope with the challenges."

Well, nowadays everybody wants to become a doctor. Or is it?

Hahaha.. I am not sure. But I guess with the increasing numbers of houseman officers in the country and with the large numbers of local and overseas graduates, I can safely say so.

Some dreamed of being a doctor since little, like me. And some only went to medical school, to please their parents.

Well, either one it's fine. But like what the Dean said, if you don't have passion for the profession, you will have a hard time to cope with the stress. The stress of studying is much, much less from working.

Working as a doctor, our work involves mostly with human. We deal with lives. The responsibility of that is so great. Though I haven't start working yet, but I've already felt the burden on my shoulders. On the day that we all learned how to operate the computer system (Hospital Temerloh is entirely computerised), I started to have palpitations only by imagining what would happen if I ordered the wrong blood investigations, or typed in the wrong information for a patient.
Being a student, we have no responsibilities whatsoever. Our responsibilities were only to learn and the patients are our textbooks. But being a houseman officer, the patients become our responsibilities.

When you deal with humans; your patients, their families, your co-workers and superiors, lab technicians, staff nurses, what will help you is not your intelligence. It's your attitude. For your patients, it's the ability to empathize.  And for those who will be working around you, like the staff nurses and lab techs, your attitude and your common sense will determine how well you'll go along together.

I pray hard everyday, that my journey throughout these 2 years will be self-growing one. I prayed that it will be easy, but most importantly I want to be trained as much as I can during this 2 years so that I could be a safe doctor for my patients. I remember my professor said to me, to pray each time after my solat, and ask for Allah's guidance, and help in each and every patients, and each and every obstacles. After all, all our knowledge about medicine and about life, and everything that will happen to me and to the patients are from Him. There is no God but Allah..

Well, for those who aspire to become a doctor please reflect back the real intention for you to want to become one because this path that you've chosen is not an easy one. I have a few friends who dropped off from medical school because in the middle of the road, they realised that this is not the career for them. The reason might be because of lack of social skills (this is a very important skill in this profession!) or perhaps they'd rather work from 8 to 5 pm everyday and be able to return to their families every night.

If it is for fame, you should better be an singer, or actor, or a politician.
If it is for money, you are better paid doing business, selling Herbalife or other things.
But if you have empathy, and would really want to sacrifice your life to serve the public and the country and working long hours, then the doors of medicine will surely open widely for you. =)


Thursday, July 5, 2012

House Officer Guidebook


Here in Hospital Temerloh, before you start tagging in your respective postings, you need to undergo a one week orientation.

Too much things to tell about the orientation week.. but there are pros and cons of it. I honestly believe that having gone through the orientation week, I understand better regarding the procedures and protocols of the hospital.

There are certain things that they didn't teach you in medical school like The Order of Draw, or how many times to shake the sample tubes to prevent it from clotting.

These are the examples of mistakes that house officers do all the time. Why is it very important because if your sample clotted or get contaminated, it will be rejected. And that will cost money. Tax payers' money that are better spent on other important things.

Apart from that, we were given various reading materials for guidelines. One that I would like to recommend here to read before you start working is the Houseman Officer Guidebook by the Malaysian Medical Council

You can easily download the PDF version from the official website here

Pray until the day you die..


Today, I witnessed a very disturbing situation.. I came to work today at 6.30 am and I saw that all the lights in the cubicles were out, and all the patients are fast asleep. As usual, in the morning when we come for work we will do our morning reviews of all patients in the ward. Since I am tagging and still new I only review the stable patients in the open cubicles and in the room. What disturbs me today is that today I learned that a Muslim patient did not wake up for the morning prayers. How I know this was because I asked one of the patients that I saw whether he perform his prayer or not. He informed me that he did not because he has a urinary catheter inserted. I was shocked and puzzled at the same time. Shocked because if this patient did not pray because of the urinary catheter, I wonder how many prayers have he missed since he has been on the tube since the past few months.. Puzzled because from what I've learned it is permissible to pray while having a urinary catheter or stoma on. Allah has made this religion easy and practical. If we don't have water or can't use water for ablution, we can use dust to tayammum. It shows that no matter what, you must perform your prayers. That morning I spent a few minutes telling the patient that eventhough he's wearing a urinary catheter he could still perfom salah. I realised that this is my duty as a muslim. I could not bear to think how would I answer in front of Allah later if I just ignore this. I couldn't bear to imagine if this patient dies and I didn't take the oppurtunity to inform him.. I made a note to myself to look up and research regarding the issues of prayer among sick people. However, up until today I still haven't gotten around to it yet. InshaAllah I hope I could do it and share the information here a.s.a.p. If dear readers have any page to recommend, please do tell me. Jazakumullau khair!

Communication between two generations


I've always wondered why people love asking other people to give them feedback, or ask questions when the person requesting that is not even ready to hear what the other person has to say...

In this life, it is hard to maintain an open heart. To be able to accept anything people say requires a very brave heart. To be able to consider with adequate justification what other people are telling you or complaining at you requires wisdom and maturity.

Maturity is not measured by your age, nor by your life experiences.

You can aged 100 years old, but still could be considered immature if you think that you are the wisest person in the whole world because you are the oldest.

You can have traveled to all the places in the world, but you wouldn't be mature enough if you wouldn't want to see, hear, feel and reflect the things that you see at the places you visited.

Maturity won't be gained by only experiencing the sweet things in life. You have to also experience the bitterness and the sourness. It's not just beautiful and bright colours, you have to also accept it for the black, white and grey. When you've already accept the world for what it is, then you would understand.

There was once, a bus driver who got annoyed at me because I used the "wrong" name for the road and mosque that I wished to stop at. The name of the road and mosque that I told him was actually the real name and I know this because I lived in that area. But, he got really annoyed at me and said in an annoyed voice that I shouldn't have addressed him 'pakcik' or uncle because he said that actually I am older than him. I told him that I just graduated from university and from what I can see, he was definitely older than I am. With an annoyed voice he shot back that it does not matter, I am still older than him.
At that point, I have an urge to say back to him, "Yes, you are quite right. I am not older than you based on our age, but I am older than you in term of maturity."

But I held my tongue and try to calm myself down to avoid having arguments with him..

At that point, I realise that a lot of people nowadays, think that they are mature because they are older. They think that they ought to be respected because they are older. I am not saying that I don't respect the elders. I do. But some people just take the respect that other people are showing to them for granted, thinking that they ought to be respected all the time regardless of what they do.
Most people don't realise that, respect need to be gained. You cannot ask to be respected. Only eqoistic people will ask to be respected.

Wise and mature people won't ask to be respected. They just will automatically be respected by others due to their wisdom and character.

When two generations gained wisdom and maturity, we would be able to communicate easily. But to have that, two generations need to be able to accept each other, wanting to understand each other, and celebrate each other's differences.

Just like a father and a son; both want the other to accept the other one's point of view, but if we continue asking people to understand us, we would never be able to accept the other person. Not, until we decide to try to understand the other person first. Seek first to understand, than to be understood.


Saturday, June 30, 2012

Tarbiyyah of young doctors..


Through out my five years in medical school, I've always been involved with halaqah and usrah, or some called it their 'happy circle'.

The friends that I have in this happy circle are the friends with whom I went through all the bitterness, sweetness and sourness of my journey in medical school. They are my friends, my mentors, my sisters, my family.

In this happy circle, we shared about our common interest, our knowledge and our love for our religion, the prophet Muhammad s.a.w and above all, we shared our love for our Creator.

Through this circle, we gained our strength when we face hardships and by supporting each other, we are able to strengthened our ukhuwwah.

When medical school ends, we were posted to different hospitals. Some of my friends are posted together, Alhamdulillah. And I was also posted with two of my best friends. Uhibbukuma fi sabillillah!

I've just sent out an email to one of my murobbi who was in charged of all of us when we were still studying regarding on where all of us would be posted.

I am hoping that, even though everyone of my friends are busy and are having a hard time working as housemen in hospitals around the country, they would never forget the kind of sweetness, warmth, strength, love and wisdom that they've received from our happy circle. I hope that they would always remember and cherish them.

I sincerely hope that my friends would always seek to stay in this circle no matter what because they realise that being in this circle is what makes them special. They are special in the eyes of other people, and more importantly they are special in the eyes of Allah.

For my dear friends, work hard with all your might and sincerity. And remember when time gets rough, Allah has always been by your side. Seek Him in your prayers and seek Him in your friends. And I will always be praying for all of us. InshaAllah..

Why go to induction?


So, you've received the letter huh?

Congratulations for getting hired by the government and choosing to serve your country and your community!

So, why go to induction?

I ask myself the very same question when I have to pack up.

But after 4 days and 3 nights there, I realised that going to induction has a few important aspects that all housemen must take note of.


During the induction, you will be told where you will be posted to. This is the most important and most anticipated moment during the induction. Most would get the hospitals of their choice. Some who are the unlucky ones would be posted to hospitals that they didn't even apply for. Well, don't worry! You can appeal to the the ministry on the very same day and ask to be relocated to the hospital that you wanted.
But, mind you. If you are asking to be relocated to 'hot' hospitals especially inside of Klang Valley, it would be very difficult for your application to be approved. If you want apply for outside of Klang Valley, the chances that your application would be approved is high. And, if you applied to Sabah and Sarawak, you will definitely get it, no questions asked. (p/s: the incentives and allowances you'll receive if you go to Sabah Sarawak are higher too!)

A friend of mine, was initially assigned to HKL. But she decided to ask to be relocated to Hospital Temerloh and she got it. But another friend of mine, wanted to change her application from Johor to Kuala Lumpur. Her reason was because her husband is staying in Bintulu, Sarawak and it would be easier to commute from KL to Bintulu. But she didn't get HKL but instead the ministry sent her to Kuching.

Well, like I said the ministry would be very happy to send you anywhere except in the Klang Valley area.

We received our posting letters at 12 midnight of the first day we were there. And for those who appealed, they received their result on the last day of induction.


During the induction you would be briefed about the job, how much you would be payed for, how many holidays you are entitled to per year and how you would get promoted in this line of work.

You would also be briefed about the expectations on housemen, so that you could prepare yourself mentally and physically before you would really work.


During these 4 days and 3 nights, you would stay in luxurious hotel and served with delicious meals 6 times per day and do nothing else except sit down, listen and relax.


At the end of the induction period, there would be a test regarding everything that you've learned in all the talks so pay attention!

Throughout the induction, you will be evaluated and 50% overall marks is required to pass the induction.

Be punctual for all the seminars and talks. Tardiness is unacceptable. You are a government servant now..!

Make sure you bring along a pair of batik attire to be worn on thursday.

Make sure on the day that you arrive, you are properly dressed in formal attire. If the journey from your hometown to the induction place is long, you can wear casual attire but change before you register for induction.

And, don't forget to bring along black pens because as a government servant you are required to write every formal documents in black ink.

After the induction, there are 1 or 2 days of holiday (depending on where you will be posted, Kelantan, Kedah etc starts on Sunday) for you to pack up your things, say goodbye to families, find rental houses near the hospital, check out the location of the hospital and prepare for your first day.

Don't be late for your first day!

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Fiqh Perubatan Islam


For those freshly graduated from medical school and currently have nothing much to do as you awaits for the letter from the ministry, why not fill up all those free time by gathering up useful and important knowledge through reading?

Yeah, I know that some of you might say, "Oh Gosh, I've spent the last 5 years reading and now when I finally have a long vacation you are asking me to read some more?!"

Well, that's how I've felt too. But I realise that this precious leisure time won't be coming around again and this is the perfect moment to update and upgrade myself.

So, for the beginning I would suggest reading this book

this book contains all the knowledge that you need to know to assist you in dealing with muslim patients, and also assisting them to continue practicing their faith even when they are sick.

Saturday, June 23, 2012



Alhamdulillah.. after 3 months of waiting for the letter of induction, it finally arrives just last week.

A few weeks before that, we received an offer letter from the ministry for the job; Medical Officer Grade UD 41.

I, with some of my batch mates will be starting our fist day as a government servant in health services next week, InshaAllah on the 26th of June 2012.

My induction place would be in Kelantan.. (so far away, but so excited to visit the place again!)

The induction would be for 4 days and we would stay in a resort. All accommodations payed for!

We would be informed about out hospital placement during our induction. Some said on our first day, others said on our last day.

After our induction, we would be going back to our hometown for a couple of days, get packing and off we'll go to our fated hospitals, to begin the next step of our journey as a young doctor.

p/s: A little bit excited and a little bit nervous to start working. Gotta revise a lot more before work starts because all that holidays have definitely freezes up my brain!



Alhamdulillah! All praises belonged to Allah s.w.t. He has granted me the best gift I've received yet so far in my life, apart from the gift of Iman and Islam and my family, which is a degree with my name on it, with a title in front of my name. I am a doctor. A new, young and aspiring doctor. InshaAllah, a Muslimah doctor.

It has been 3 months since I heard my name being called by our great Dean during that unforgettable day.

I can still remember the coldness of my friends' hands as we hold each other tightly, almost gripping each fingers numb as we wait for the results to come out. For our names to be announced. My study group and I sat there in the auditorium, holding hands and reciting prayers in our hearts, calling out for our Creator for His mercy on that fateful day.

And when finally our Dean announced our names one by one, it was an indescribable moment with mixture of happiness, gratefulness and also sadness. Sad for the 14 of us, whom Allah still want to test them a little bit more, perhaps in my opinion to teach them a leeeetle bit more about patience, endurance and to let them be loved longer by our lecturers.

For my 14 post-date friends, don't worry you will soon be induced to deliver. Just maintain your stamina and keep on being positive and working hard. InshaAllah, you will be rewarded.

And for the rest of us, as my beloved mentor Prof Harlina put it, has been successfully delivered after 5 years of pregnancy in medical school and after each trimesters which were marked by three PPD camps; with a thriving Apgar score of 9 in 1 minute and 10 in 5 minutes with gladly to say; no complications. Alhamdulillah..!

And the journey of a young and aspiring Muslimah doctor begins here.. =)