falling. failing. and learning.

falling . failing .

they are inevitable in life.

it's how and what we learn from it that matters.

stand up.

i know i have to stand up myself.

it's been two weeks, my ankle still hurts when i go running today.

i guess, just like the heart, it takes longer to heal.

i read from a book, our body have all it needs to heal. oxygen, nutrients, water.

the healing process will take place automatically.

i know i am/was stupid.

i am exhausted.

of crying over my own stupidity.

i hope i can laugh at my own stupidity. soon.

learning. after falling. failing. so many times.

AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS

by Portia Nelson

I

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.

II

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V

I walk down another street.

i started eating meat on thursday after a month of vegetarian diet. i guess it's not really hard to refrain from eating meat, not much of discipline needed, since i am not a ''food'' person as people called it. and thankfully, my prayers work :)

and now, i am going to refrain myself from going to facebook for the next 3 weeks. it's just the first day, but it's so hard. it's really torturous to not click on that webpage. i think, it's not easy to get detached from something, or someone. but i will try. that i promise myself.

why am i putting myself through all these? of not eating meat, of not doing things that i want to? i guess, sometimes in life, we ought to learn to look at the bigger picture. if there are sacrifices to be made, for ourselves, or for other people, we have to do it. for good.

Decision

Oncology selective is coming to an end soon, today when i was doing the evaluation form for the lecturers, i realised something. that is, i have learnt to accept people's flaws and try to look at their positive sides. take for example my lecturer whom i used to dislike a lot because of his long winded-ness at the start of the selective. but now, i have realised that he is really a very dedicated lecturer, whom put in so much effort into making this onco selective a really good one. i think now i can even smile and listen attentively to him when he is giving us REALLY long lectures :P but all in all, i really enjoyed this selective. kudos to both the coordinators:)

when we were at HUKM last week, one of our coordinators shared her medical experiences with us. she said she chose to quit working in hospital becauase it involves many decision makings. take for example( a very common question asked in interview as well ), there are limited number of ventilators in a hospital, and assuming all the ventilators are in used, except for one...and that there are two patients who need the ventilator for life support for the moment, one being 70years old with kidney failure, and the other one 20 years old, healthy young teenager. who should we give the ventilator to? the young or the old patient?

most of the time, we have to make this decision. but who are we to decide who is to take the ventilator, who are we to decide another individual's life (or death) ? we have no rights! we have no rights to make the decision for other people when we can't even make the right decision for ourselves sometimes.

i know i can't now.

the room is dark and quiet.
there's a silent cry.
the heart is crying.
eyes-sunken
skin-pallor
pulse-absent
respirations-absent
pupils-fixed and dilated

i hope that everything can come to a closure.
soon.
slowly but surely.

hamsap! :)

i shall declare today as world HAMSAP day, because it is our hamsapest birthday! happy 21st birthday again lay queen! thank you for adding all the hamsapness in my world. like you said in the email, i duno how we got here, but one thing for sure, i am really really grateful for having to get here, crossing path with you, slowly getting to know you more, and having you as one of my closest friend :)

we are going for our first half marathon together this weekend, 21km for 21 years old. yes, the same reason as why you are running, i am running this race because i want to achieve something. and i will take this journey of 21km as a journey to reminiscence on the things that i have achieved in this 21years of my life, and hopefully, i can add on to the list if i managed to finish the race within 3 hours! i know my ankle is hurting, i know the stupid mestrual cycle is annoying, but i will still continue on with the race, as i have promised :)

i wish you the best for everything, and many many many happy returns for the many years to come :)

" and in this year, we will be celebrating adulthood, in it's fullness instead of the conclusion of your teenage years which will never come back. trust it's an end without lingering regrets. And so you have this one 'transition' year ahead of you (if i can call it that). i wish you a fulfilling transition. "

i wish that u had a great transition! :)

Thank YOU once again, my hamsapest :)


post note:

21km: DONE :)M207:)

we have completed our first half marathon within the qualifying time, queen with 2hours58mins and myself 3 hours and 4 seconds :):):) we were very lucky to meet a few veteran runners who gave us lots of encouragement throughout the journey. something that i remember from one of the runners, he said, forget about the timing, forget about the distance, just enjoy your first half marathon. as he put it, there's no refund if we make it before 3 hours, so we should fully utilise the 3 hours given. and i really did enjoy the run, despite of the ankle injury.my hamapest running partner:)

my ankle still hurts, but do you know, my heart aches even more.