Cuka

"Doc tolong sign ubat ni" Juita nurse yang tembam sapa aku yang tengah dok tengok sorang patient.

"Eh sapa pulak yg order nyer?" Aku terkezutt.

"Dr Yasin.. dia nak cepat tadi.. die tak sempat nak tulis and sign kat drug chart" Juita bagi alasan yg kukuh lagi solid.

"Eh mana bleyyy... maneleeehh bahayeer, bukan patient I tu. I tak familiar ngan kes tu.. nanti ape-ape side effects nanti.. I yg kene.. sbb my signature kat situ" Aku buat muka seposen.

"Page Dr Yasin key...mintak dia sign sendiri. Byee" Langkah kakiku sayup-sayup ke arah pintu.

Juita tarik muka. Muka masam macam cuka.

Merdekaa!

Merdeka was such a nice day to relax and unwind at home. But instead I was oncall coz someone really had to stay and guard the fort while the other foot soldiers were playing hollahoop with their kids at home.

Come what come may. We were ready.
Err.. btw, so you know.. our hospital was running low on ventilator and ICU bed.