Recently we had this misunderstanding against an engineer. Well, it’s more of, we explained, and her being unable to understand the concept of medicine. Anyway, not many doctors understand palliative care, but yes, she asked us the same question over and over again.

My dear colleagues (friends) and I were talking about it, about why it was difficult for her to grasp our explanation. Even our dear boss has explained a lot of the neurological phenomenon so many times. Just imagine, neurology itself is not a favourite topic to many medical students, even to neurologists there are so many grey areas that are yet to be explored. Now, try explaining these grey areas to an engineer. Hmm…

My brother (a financial analyst with strong memory of biology) told me that, yes, it IS difficult for (some) engineers to understand that sometimes, in life, there’s just no definite answer. He once had a debate with a colleague, who has a degree in mathematics, on how the H1N1 statistics are not correct because according to formula there should be more deaths than reported, so the government is lying to us and hiding facts so that we do not panic.

He said the maths graduate did not even consider prevention efforts, background illness of each patients, isolation, quarantine etc. And the maths graduate could not fathom the way human beings work. Or the way diseases are spread, or contained.

(By the way I’m proud of my brother for his logical thinking)

I surmised this much:
An engineer would say, 1+1 = 2.
For a doctor, 1+1 = depends on what you add on.

One apple + one apple = two apples
One glass of milk + one glass of milk = one big glass of milk
One mummy + one daddy = three in the family, sometimes more.
One breakthrough morphine 30mg + one breakthrough morphine 30mg = one transdermal fentanyl 25mcg/h.
And the list goes on and on….
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I read in Reader’s Digest, they interviewed Reese Witherspoon on raising kids. She grew up in Nashville, Tennessee. I would like to quote the last paragraph:

“In the South, there’s a real sense of community – the feeling that people come into your life for a reason. Because I grew up with that, I take my children to church in Los Angeles. It takes you out of your personal experience and universalises it. You understand that whatever you’re dealing with, someone in that room has either dealt with the same thing or will do in the future.
We are all struggling to figure out what life is about. We are all just looking for answers.”

Don’t you think it’s sooo true?
Sometimes when we’re having a problem, or just confused with life, it’s useful to socialise, to talk to someone open enough, and in the end you know that you’re not alone. If they can face it, why can’t we?
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I’ve never, ever, in my life, attempted to finish one whole durian alone.

Today, as I arrived home from work, I saw Cik Jib, Cik Lina, my mum, Wak Nas and Nadia at the gazebo. So I dismissed my need to go to the bathroom, and headed straight to the gazebo.

Durians…

My mom was making tempoyak.

So Cik Jib chose a nice one for me, opened it…..and there you go.

Yummmmeeeeeee!!!!

One by one I ate…when I realised I’ve already taken half the durian!

But I just had to stop. I still had space. I just needed to stop, because there’s something about me that won’t take one food if I’ve eaten too much of it. I was scared that I wouldn’t want to eat durians anymore.

Therefore you didn’t see this status from me today: “Finished one whole durian on my own. Broke my own record.” Because I did not. Haha.
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I wanna wake up early tomorrow. I wanna go for CME.

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