Me complaining to our HO Leader who is my Urology teammate.
Me: Jahat Tihi letak aku oncall Uro hari Sabtu. Ahad aku masuk team lain, jadi pape Sabtu tu mati aku kena dengan Mr. Azam.
Tihi: Haa sebab tu aku letak kau oncall Sabtu.
Me: ^$#₩&^÷@
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I was silently observing Dr. Salehah operating on an appendix. Hafizah was the HO oncall assisting her. Dr. Salehah gave me the go to scrub in but I was thinking of resources versus my selfish learning need. One pack of scub consisted of 3 gowns; one for the surgeon, the assistant, the scrub nurse. If I scrubbed in I would have to open another pack and expose two gowns..
So there I was, silently observing on Dr. Salehah's right. Dr. Azizi walked in and saw me.
Dr. Azizi: Eh Atiqah. Awak Uro kan.
Me: Saya dah lama tinggal appendix.
Him: Scrub la.
I had no spec, masked, no nametag. I was impressed he recognised me, remembered my name and even remembered what team I was in. And then I remember I somewhat dissed him and my Uro MOs last Monday, hahaha.
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I concluded that I prefer it when people remember my name. But how significant it is to be remembered by mortals? I came across Pak cik Kamarul Zaman's post regarding his daughter who passed away last year from complicated SLE and my eyes watered. She was a good person and she died young.
How lucky. I want to be a good person and died young too.
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