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In room No 6 was a 48 year old Chinese man connected to a breathing machine, he was bought in breathless with fluid filled his lungs and his blood pressure down in the basement.

There's not much surprise there since his heart only pumped at 31 percent of his normal ejection fraction.

Cardiomyopathy and acute pulmonary oedema are never meant to be together.

As he lied there looking as though he was asleep, his wife would came by and sat next to him talking to him and caressed his face.

She asked me whether he could still hear her. I dunno. I like to believe that he could. Even though he's sedated with 5mg/hour of midamorphine.

"Yes. Talk to him" I didn't look at her, afraid that she might knew I was probably lying.

As I leave the room, I could almost hear them talking to each other.

Haha

Got this from MMR website.

A cardiologist died and was given an elaborate funeral. A huge heart covered in flowers stood behind the casket during the service. Following the eulogy, the heart opened, and the casket rolled inside.The heart then closed, sealing the doctor in the beautiful heart forever.

At that point, one of the mourners burst into laughter.

When all eyes stared at him, he said, "I’m sorry, I was just thinking of my own funeral………I’m a gynaecologist".

A proctologist fainted.

Trial

The department's mortality & morbidity review or fondly known as M&M is an intense weekly activity that no MO (medical officer) likes.

Supposedly its intent is to highlight cases that shouldn't have ended up in mortuary. Just face it, people die.. and we can't stop that from happening. But the M&M is never about that. It's not the WHAT - but merely the HOW is what gonna screw the MO's asses.

Really.. what supposed to be an educating session for the junior docs i.e the HO (house officer), turns to get carried away into a court drama session at times.


"Are you saying that you didn't check up on that patient for the second time that night?" the professor asks the MO 'in charge' of that case.


".. but.. but I was busy.. with another patient in different ward" the young man looks like a pale moonlight.


".. not an excuse.. wrong answer...I expect.. " the professor losing his patience.


"You want answer?" a tone of irritation building up in the young man's voice.


"I want the truth!" the 60 year old professor stands up.



"YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH" the MO hit the table with his fist.


-- a cengkerik make a sound in the lecture hall, and HOMO (HO-turning MO) just peed in her pants.

Popcorn

Eagle eye is a one damn good movie, a smart thriller like this doesn't come often... though some of the concept isn't really original. A super computer develops sense of awareness and wants to annihilate humans.. hello is that you Space Odyssey 2001.

That Shia guy is all right for action movies... I supposed he had improved his 'panicked face' this time. Anyhow his potrayal of the legendary Francis Ouimet in 'the greatest game ever played' is rather convincing. Now that is one classic sport movie. A feel good - inspiring piece of work. Where the odd was played well and better still it's based on real life event.

On the other hand..

Romactic comedy genre make a comeback with 'Made of honour' which in a way make me wanna flirt with the notion of romantic idealism. Huh, I reckon hollywood has embedded the idea that there a soulmate out there for everyone. Blurrgh!

Oh Btw, Michelle Monaghan is such a babe. I'm officially in love.

Ciggie

I walked into the oncall room and found Kamil a cardiology registrar stood at a corner staring out the windows. Something burning in his left hand.

"So u smoke?" Asking the obvious.

"Nope, I'm just using my becotide inhaler, asthmatic since 10" He laughed and took another puff. The tip of menthol-flavoured Dunhill burned slowly. Bit of ash on the floor.

"Here light this up" he nod me a ciggie

"Tempting, but I quit since 5th form, it gives me cataract" trying to think something witty for a comeback.

"okay catch you later.. I'm late for an angiogram" He threw the half burning ciggie out the window.


Nasib baik no one shouted adoi from below.

We do live in an ironic world.