Wednesday, October 19, 2005


In his latest entry, Hiyoshi lamented on the many mysterious things that he has observed and noted mentally. I know I have adviced him to ignore these inexplainable things that cross our paths and not let our mind be boggled by them, however, I have also at times come face to face with these 'clueless' events which sometimes almost culminate to absurdity. But I don't dwell so much on them, only wanting to share them with you :)

Why do my face gets itchy immediately after I put on the disposable gloves to perform a procedure?

Why do my patients instantly turn their faces to the right when I instruct them to face the left?

Why do my physiological intestinal/rectal response prefer to perform its utmost action (by discharging its gas) once I have performed my ablution for prayers?

Why do my patients chose to exhale forcefully into my face when I just request them to say a simple 'aaah'?

Why do women drivers get labeled as bad drivers when there are many men too who drive just as bad?

How come I never see the public toilets for handicapped being used at all? What happens if we the non-handicapped use them? Or what happens if we act handicapped and use them?

Why is there no MPH, Kinokuniya or TIMES in Kuantan? We only have Popular, MBS and Hamid Brothers to search for books and most of the time, the book selections are nothing to be desired.

So you see Hiyoshi, I too, have an inquisitive mind but I don't give a hoot if I don't get any answers for the above 'mysteries'. :))

I want to share this lovely meaningful poem (maybe you've all heard it before)

By Author Unknown

Be thankful
that you don't already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful
when you don't know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful
for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.

Be thankful
for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you're tired and weary,
because it means you've made a difference.

It's easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles, and they can become your blessings


Nurelhuda said...

You re allergic to the powder they put in the latex gloves

dr in the house said...

Thank you for pointing that out :) Can you magine me trying to scratch the itch with the back of my arm??

Nurelhuda said...

if you do not need to be sterile then use the polythene gloves. I rarely use the rubber ones since I am allergic to them as well.
Oh and the patients turning their face opposite, well that is easy, many people cannot orient right and left and maybe they think it is your right ..ok what you do is point , pusing kepala kesana..

As for blowing in your face, don t sit directly in front of them ,learn to examine from the side..

heheh tricks of the trade from an old hand ...

halela said...

Another weird doing that I dont let my "mind be boggled"...I woke up way past midnight, went to the toilet and make this comment...rightfully weird but that's another boggle I am happy not to know :-)

dr in the house said...

Nurelhuda- oh no! you've solved almost all of my supposedly 'clueless' mysteries, hehe

Halela-don't worry, that weird 'thing' you just did is called 'blogger's I can't catch a wink if I don't leave a another comment yet!'

Queen Of The House said...

Your right, the patients' left. Your left, their right. So whose right, whose left .... and who's wrong? hehehe.

Another thing, why does my face itch like crazy masa sembahyang, but almost never at other times?

The handicapped toilet - yes, empty most times, but if you see someone peering at all other toilets and declaring them "ish, kotor!" and after a quick glance-around, dashing into the handicapped toilet, that's probably me :)

Queen Of The House said...

Oh, terlupa one more thing. Bila I balik Alor Setar, I wonder the same thing about the bookstores. People in small towns don't read ke? Cannot be. Maybe they don't read because there are no worthy bookstores.

Nurelhuda said...

EErk I thouhgt I was the only one who used the handicapped toilet because it is cleaner...and more convenient to ambil wudhu...Not that I would ever park in the handicapped parking space!

bergen said...

Gosh, I remember Hamid Brothers. They used to share a shoplot with a bicycle repair shop, a row of shophouses next to the taxi stand in front of the police station. I remember the guy who repairs the bicycles, he has this ghostly face like Dracula but I often wonder how he managed to keep his looking so fresh and clean, and I never saw him sweat. And then there's a fire and Hamid Brother got bigger, I left Kuantan to work in a dessert of Saudi Arabia.

I remember Kuantan, a clean, windy town. Oh I remember the ice-cream from Cold Storage, I consider it the best ice-cream ever, yup better than Hagen Daaz. Kuantan, Taiping and Kuching share a lot of similarities in terms of its municipal features, probably the legacy left behind by British and in the case of Kuantan, must be that guy who got famous for running MPK like a military organisation.

Oh yes, I remember the cendol and rojak next to Aziz Restaurant at the traffic light junction, in front of Ruby Restaurant.

Maybe I should spend my raya in Kuantan.

I love Kuantan.

bergen said...

I mean desert. A guy who left Kuantan after the fire to work in the Saudi Arabia is called a desserter.

Tok Ki Anjang said...

Betul tu. Tok Ki ingat jugak lar lagi rasa ais krim cold storage tu. memang sedap ngat. Bila tekan punat keluor la dari mesin warna putih ke warna coklat ke. Sekarang ni dah tak dok dah.
Weh Dr House, boogey ni ha pesan kata dia dah jawab dah amenda tag nih.

dr in the house said...

QOTH and Nurelhuda- Gotcha! So these are the 2 non-handicapped who use their toilets eh?!! Errr..betul boleh guna ke? Next time, if no choice, I'll use em as well. If I get caught, I'll name both of you as my 'teachers'

Bergen- you are describing Kuantan before I came and settled. Kuantan now is no longer that clean and breezy. They are putting up buildings in any nooks and crevices parks to stroll, just a town full of shoplots. You remember the old marketplace adjacent to the old cold storage? They are building a shopping complex, Mahkota Parade or Plaza. Yes, right in the middle of that busy spot! Can you imagine the traffic it will incur?

So bergen, are you still offshore?

dr in the house said...

Aki- kawe tahu sgt aki ni org lama kuantan. Sebelum AKi jadi desserter macam si Bergen tu, aku banyak meneroka Kuantan. Celah dan ceruk mana aki tak jelajah kan?

Fellow bloggers, Aki a.k.a. Boogey had lived in turkey for 16 yrs. For more details about him visit

bergen said...

Doc, building a bigger mall in the middle of a serene public area is very very very Asian, and I must, very very Malaysian. Unlike in the west, especially New Zealand, where they maintain the past by blending it with modern mechanical and engineering features, we prefer chaos instead of orderly. It's sad that Kuantan is going to be the next victim in this crazy property development race. I guess if we can't be like Dubai we can also be like Bangladesh in terms of disorderliness.

The chopper is coming to take me onshore tomorrow. Yahoo!

crimsonskye said...

I never dare to use the toilets for the handicapped.. dunno, i always feel uneasy to use it.. LOL... padahal bukan ada orang guna pun.

if i want to search for books here in labuan, i'd have go to kota kinabalu for the nearest bookstore-with-books-to-be-desired ;) it's called Eaton btw.

being thankful is easier :)

dr in the house said...

Bergen- so where are you off to with thr chopper? To Bilal's again? hehe

Crimson- the last time I was in KK (hehe, mcm lah selalu ke KK, baru sekali) I didnt spot any bookstore called Eaton. Sounds so posh to me, :)) Yeah, I am the 'pengecut' type, dare not enter places where we are prohibited...but our two friends above are the daring type, they can enter and exit nonchalantly selambe! hehe

abdullahjones said...

ais krim cold storage. boleh makan sampai ke cawan. ishh..

pycnogenol said...

And I'm thankful to you for sharing this beautiful poem.

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