Mrs. Yati called us: “LASKAR RSJ”

Finally…
Finally…
Finally…
After 20 days of living together…
After 5 days of writing report(s)…
After 4 hours of case conferences…
Finally…
(hossshhhh………..)
Mrs. Yati called us: “LASKAR RSJ”

Finally…
Finally…
Finally…
After 20 days of living together…
After 5 days of writing report(s)…
After 4 hours of case conferences…
Finally…
(hossshhhh………..)
I could live without TV…
I could live without AC…
I could live without internet connection (just for a few days,,)…
But I can’t live without fridge!!!
(They’ve got TV and digital channel receiver,, but they’ve got no fridge aniway,,)
OK, it’s not a Korean drama… (though it still has it’s own drama),, but at least it illustrates what would happen if 15 people live together in a house…
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After finishing my reports, I was scheduled to present it in front of 6 external supervisors and 1 internal supervisor. Finally I got through it… though I have to revised some of its content. Read the rest of this entry
Finally…
After 57 days…
After the 3.5 hours dissemination…
So I’m running for the next round: RSJ dr. Soerojo Magelang
(Aaaghhhh… I wanna sleep over somewhere,, free from my ‘have-to-be-revised’ reports… bleehhh…) Read the rest of this entry
One night… Read the rest of this entry
Hahaa… it’s been so long since my last post about my internship.
Quite stressful actually, that’s why I better not to write anything about it…
OK, today’s activity is about hajj pilgrimages medical check up. I handled the Barthel Index checking for > 60 yrs-old pilgrimages…
Hmmm… same question from some of them: Read the rest of this entry
Ms. Ning (lab staff in health center where I’m working at) suddenly ran to my room with a phone call on. She looked so panic and confused. I was in my room with a physiotherapist and her kiddy patient. Then Ms. Ning asked me whether I had any on-going/planned activity or not. She told me about her cousin who had been in a depressed state. Actually Ms. Ning sought for doctors, but it was late on afternoon, most of doctors were preparing for going home. She also asked for some diazepam, but she couldn’t get it cuz druggists aren’t allowed to give any medications without doctor’s prescription. Even they suggested psychologist first instead of drugs. Fortunately I had no appointment and ready to help in any needs. Read the rest of this entry
I should’ve prepared some tissues (for them of course,,). It’s d first time in my life too see someone Laughed while crying,, (I thought ONLY me who could do That,,). Anyway,, why did they called me “Dok”??? It doesn’t mean if I work at a public health center so at d same time I become a doctor,,I got my headache getting worse when I arrived at my office (in my campus). I hadn’t got lunch yet, indeed, but I ate some biscuits (free biscuits stored in my cabinet at puskesmas,,). CLicK heRe foR conTiNue reaDiNg…>>>
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“Sir, can you help me? It’s cold and I’ve nowhere To sleep, Is there somewhere you can tell me?” He walks on, doesn’t look back He pretends he can’t hear her Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
Seems embarrassed to be there… (Phil Collins – Another Day in Paradise)