Saya masih memilih untuk menulis di alam siber secara percuma walaupun sesekali ada yang mencadangkan agar saya menulis buku mengenai infertiliti. Sebelum mencedok atau memetik 'ilmu' dari laman ini, anda tidak perlu meminta kebenaran tetapi diingatkan membuat semakan sendiri terlebih dahulu dengan doktor anda atau guru anda sebelum mem'forward'nya kepada orang lain dan memikul tanggungjawab akibatnya. Pohon doa kesejahteraan dan limpahan rahmat Allah ke atas guru-guru saya dan juga pesakit-pesakit saya yang banyak mengajar saya bidang ini. (peringatan untuk diri sendiri) Segala pujian bagi Allah. Mudah-mudahan, taubat saya diterimaNya dan segala dosa saya diampunkanNya serta saya terus dilimpahi rahmatNya. Sekiranya ada kesalahan, pohon dibetulkan, saya terbuka kepada teguran.

Sebarang percubaan berbentuk komen atau soalan bertujuan mengiklankan apa sahaja perniagaan atau blog sendiri tidak akan disiarkan. Blog ini bukanlah untuk iklan menjual barang. Peace.....

Monday, 16 May 2011

Selamat Hari Guru!!!

Kami guru Malaysia
Berikrar dan berjanji
Mendidik dan memimpin
Putra putri negara kita
Pada Seri Paduka
Kami tumpahkan setia
Rukun Negara kita
Panduan hidup kami semua

Di bidang pembangunan
Kami tetap bersama
Membantu, membina
Negara yang tercinta

Amanah yang diberi
Kami tak persiakan
Apa yang kami janji
Tunai tetap kami tunaikan


Lagu & Lirik : Hashim Ahmad



Not because my parents were teachers
I like to sing this song merely because of it being catchy
(the same reason why I like/know Umno song (posted in my-clone blog) by heart, albeit I'm not inclined to any political party/view)
Macam itu burung 'Rio' yg spontaneously danced to the beat tu
Of the two, I prefer the above song
Lagi Kami Guru Malaysia ni memang rancak bertenaga


My most memorable first-day-of-school was when I was assigned to Merah Team at HUKM under the team consultant, Prof Adeeb (who in HUKM doesn't know her?)
Kena 6-monthly rotation into Teams Merah, Hijau, Oren and Kuning throughout the 4 years

Siapa yg 'suka' masuk Team Merah ni?
We had to be on our nerves all the time
Takut dgn Prof Adeeb

I only revealed my secret to her later on (of course after I graduated)

"I was so scared of you, Prof, that I came to work at 4am on my first day"

Yes. Pukul 4 pagi sudah terpacak dalam wad.
This mother (Iman was still a clingy toddler then) was in her second year of Masters programme, she wanted to be in Prof Adeeb's good book that she came so early to work!
Who doesn't know Prof Adeeb
She takes (yes, she's still teaching) 'no' when it concerns patients
Bukan sahaja medical students & registrars, the specialists pun kena marah depan2
(I was hoping that she forgot about the incidence when she called me and Zura to her office to explain why we didn't attend her teaching session, masa tu we were in Year 4 undergrad and she was also the Deputy Dean)
But Prof Adeeb was being Prof Adeeb
Left right depan belakang saya kena marah, again and again
Bila dah tahu pasal ALL of Merah patients in that ward at my fingertips (and I thought I was safe as that was the requirement of Merah registrars), she scolded me for not knowing about ALL of Merah patients in the hospital!
I felt that she just liked to pin on me (dasar self-pity dulu2 :)


There's this saying that "sapa2 masuk O&G HUKM, the lecturers will pounce on you (he he, maklumlah, kami M/O dari district hospitals ni kan perasan pandai and all-knowing walaupun sebenarnya macam T-rex je),then they will MOULD you again into better doctors, hopefully humble ones"

Tu sebab tak ramai yang tahan dgn Masters O&G ni
Even my good friend who was a top scorer during undergrad opted out half-way

The bashing sessions continued for some time until suddenly without me realising the end-point, she became nice and nicer
The fact that she let me conduct the monitoring of her daughter in-law's labour progress proved that (of course the specialist performed the em Caesarean le)
And she let me walked with her
And she guided me with my thesis
(yes, I was lucky to have been sent to Team Merah TWICE, the second time during my final year, kalau Prof Adeeb tak 'balun' tanya mana paper, mesti kena extend sebab tak suiap thesis)
And she told me stories about her baby grand-daughter "Min"
Someone told me that she's very different at home (masa datang beraya), sampai tak sangka ini ke Prof Adeeb yang garang tu?
Baik sangat2
"When her white-coat is off, she's an angel" I was told

Finally one day, she told me;

"When I was a student, I came across my lecturer who was still reading book past midnight....."

Later I knew that Prof Adeeb slept by her patient's bedside
That dedicated
That hardworking
Dah jadi Consultant pun she never fail to appear in the ward by 0730hrs
(imagine how early we had to 'clerk' the patients before presenting to her without reading from the files?)
And she went to all of the 4 wards
And the labour ward
And she took the stairs
And she walked fast
I can still feel the tireness as I am writing this

She was the first O&G consultant to being honoured with "Emeritus Professor" title.
The title that allows one to carry the "professorship" title even when he/she's out of the university practice (unlike standard professorship title which you have to leave behind as you resign/retire from the university)

Now, whenever I meet her (biasanya during O&G conference), saya tak pernah lupa salam & cium tangan

Dear Prof Adeeb,
I can never thank you enough
Thank you for everything
May Allah bless you and your generation
May you be in great health


To other teachers too (I already mentioned in my other blog last year), THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK TOU! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU!

What about me?
I like teaching because I like sharing knowledge (it makes that knowledge melekat kuat dalam raksun ni), but I don't like the associated paperwork n meetings
That is why I blog
Through blogging, I can still share my knowledge (of course, with disclaimer on top of the page :) and I can do it at my own free time


More importantly, we should also learn
I find 'learning' to be a mother is a looooooooong journey and very much challenging too
(sigh) patience...patience

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