On Short Notes: Job
I came back home a few days ago. With much anticipation, trepidation and to a significant degree, perspiration.
I received the news of our job applications whilst in the coach, as we passed along the Malaysian highway; my best friend on the other line, her voice crisp and clear - a reminder that these matters ought not to be forgotten. For they are always closer than you think. Bound inextricably by fate, by chance. By e-mail.
I am happy with my choice; I must admit I am not thoroughly over the moon because I put less weight into this than any average medical student does. My heart had told me to pick this hospital; if one should ever faithfully listen to any organ in the body, that should be it.
So here it goes: my first working steps. In truth, I am a little fearful; I do not know why. It does not come out of incompetence; I know what I am signing up for. It comes from the inescapable realisation that I can’t fuck things up anymore - with patients’ lives, with my life and with my academic future.
I can only pray for guidance.
QEH? Were you the one who told me about halal food being available there?
In any case, congrats! A new chapter is about to begin… we’ll be ok, insya Allah
Somehow, like how we’ve always done before, we will pull through. Sometimes, i think, IN SPITE OF our doing… (hugs)
Comment by elia — August 13, 2009 @ 11:24 pm
Told you gettin’ a job would be easy for ya! Congrats
Comment by Ted — August 15, 2009 @ 11:13 pm
Thanks guys
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QEH (as far as I know) has halal food. And unlike the RAH, they have staff discount, so that’s easier for me then!
Comment by pinkmutton — August 20, 2009 @ 4:49 pm
wwhhhyyyy!!!
Comment by Jun — August 21, 2009 @ 12:22 am