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Du erhältst großartige, unglaublich fantastische Neuigkeiten. Was machst du als erstes? So lautet der Titel eines bekannten Gospel-Songs. Good news! The chariot's coming,and I don't want it to leave me behind. Es geht also darum, dass ein Wagen kommt und dass der Sänger oder die Sängerin auf keinen Fall zurückbleiben will. Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com Die Nachricht, dass dieser Wagen käme: das sind diese großartigen, unglaublichen und fantastischen Neuigkeiten - und […]
Accidental Affirmation in a Cynical World
What’s a compliment you still think about way longer than is reasonable? Here’s the thing about compliments. Most of them are verbal packing peanuts. Noise filler. Courtesy burps. “Nice job.” “Looks good.” “Appreciate you.” Translation: I am socially obligated to emit a sound so this interaction can end. But “Great idea.” That one sticks. That one crawls into your skull, kicks its feet up, and refuses to pay rent. Because 99 percent of the time, it isn’t. Most ideas […]https://ericfoltin.com/2026/02/10/accidental-affirmation-in-a-cynical-world/
When Life Finally Flowers: How I Learned to Pause Before Celebrating
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? When life finally flowers, I don’t celebrate immediately.I pause.Not because I’m unsure, but because I know how fragile this moment is. I know how many times I hoped quietly. How many times I prepared myself for disappointment instead of joy.So when something good finally happens, my heart needs a second to trust it. The first thing I do is sit with the news.I read it again. I take a deep breath. I let the […]https://aarya045.com/2026/02/10/when-life-finally-flowers-how-i-learned-to-pause-before-celebrating/
Oversharing Is How You Lose Things
Daily writing promptYou get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?View all responses You get the news. The kind that hits your chest first. The kind that makes the room go quiet for half a second because something actually went right. No drumroll. No victory lap. Just that internal click where you know this matters. The first thing I do is tell my wife. Full stop. Not because she’s obligated to clap. Not because it needs witnesses. Because she’s the only […]https://ericfoltin.com/2026/02/10/oversharing-is-how-you-lose-things/
My Reflection Of 2025
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2025, was indeed a year.
The year started out great, I worked on New Year’s Day as usual in the Department of Medical and in April, I entered into my final posting, the Emergency and Trauma Department. In May, I attended my best friend’s wedding.
In July, I completed my internship and received my full registration under the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) as well as my Annual Practicing Certificate (APC) and started locumming during my holidays back home and I also started floating as a Medical Officer in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. It was a steep learning curve for me, transitioning from a House Officer into a Medical Officer. The anxiety increased and I was constantly tired. I remembered my love for medicine and service fading to the point I took a long break in October to recharge and reflect.
2025 was also the year, I handed in my 30-days-notice to resign but revoke it the following day. Perhaps it was too much for me, although the working environment and superiors were more than sweet and kind. Physically, I was catching up but mentally, I was fading away.
Looking back, thankfully, I did not. I celebrated my birthday before travelling back to Kuching the following day. 2025 was also the year when my relationship ended. It was a good and lovely 19 months. Perhaps, it was just time.
November was the month I received my letter stating that I will receive my placement and I needed to report for duty on the 24th of November 2025. One thing for sure, I was sure to continue serving in Sarawak. The place? Unknown yet.
On the 18th of November, I found out that I would need to report to the Health Division of Bintulu on the 24th of November 2025.
Bintulu, that’s around 7 hours drive from Kuching. I didn’t have a place to stay nor a car and my things were all unpacked and I was just extremely busy. I packed whatever I could, shipped some boxes back home, those that I managed to do and on the 23rd of November, I flew to Bintulu.
Thankfully, the doctor-in-charge of the Health Division was kind enough to let me know which place or clinic that I would be placed at.
Yes, clinic setting. I did not apply for a clinic setting which so happened to be what many others in my batch longed for. Surprisingly, I got it!
Considering the state of my mental health, I was more than ecstatic to accept it.
2025 was also the year I moved and started working in a new place and also one that speaks a different dialect. I started doing oncalls as well and surprisingly, adapted very quickly into a General Practitioner’s setting as well as the new place. I also met another colleague who was previously my medical officer in the Department of Obstetrics & Gynaecology when I was a House Officer and made new friends and acquaintances.
Overall, 2025 was a mixed of both good and bad experiences. I felt both the highs and also went through a period of low mood. New people entered my life, some stayed and some also left. Nevertheless, I am thankful for all the experiences I went through as well as the lessons learnt.
Hopefully, I can learn from the errors that I have made and grow, making me into a better person.
Thank you 2025. Now, it’s time to move on, to 2026.
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My New Year’s Eve – 2025
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31st December 2025. I was NOT oncall.
It was a Wednesday and it was a normal working day. Hence, at 7:45am, I left to work as usual and was there by 8am. It was the New Year’s Eve. I thought that maybe, just maybe, there would be less patients in the clinic.
The day started off smoothly. Surprisingly, there were many patients who came for their follow up followed by additional patients (the defaulters and walk-ins) but it was manageable. We went about our day, seeing each patient and when lunch time came, we went for our lunch break.
At 2pm, we went about our work, seeing patients as usual and I was taking my time with each patient. The patient load in the afternoon shift was lower compared to the morning shift and both my colleagues were done with their patient load.
Suddenly, a staff nurse barged into my room saying that there is a massive accident that just occurred nearby, 2 patients were already brought in and 2 more were on their way. They called in all available doctors (which were only the three of us) to help out.
I told my colleagues to head out and help out first while I rushed through the consultation of my final patient. After that, I rushed to the tiny Emergency Room of the clinic. My colleague who was oncall on that day was already attending to a child. I went over to the other patient, an old lady and did my primary survey and fast scan.
She was desaturating badly under room air and needed oxygen support. She had an open skull fracture, multiple abrasion and laceration wounds over her face, upper and lower limbs as well as rib fractures and on top of that, her left leg appears shortened and she has a closed fracture over her right lower limb.
I didn’t think that we should proceed with an x-ray at our clinic even if we had the facility at that time, the best would be to send them straight away to the hospital because she could deteriorate further any time. Thankfully, her GCS (Glasgow Coma Scale) was full.
I was focused on my patient, stabilising while referring her to the specialists of various specialities as well as the emergency physician that when I finally got ready to transfer her out that I noticed the child that my other colleague was attending to. The child’s right arm was crushed and the distal limb of his right arm was pale and his right lung was obvious till mid-chest.
Just how in the world is he still awake? The poor child was crying out in pain…
Judging by the state of his and my patient’s injuries, it was definitely high impact.
The story was, the whole family were travelling back from Miri to Kuching. Both the parents were sitting in front and the father was driving whilst the two children and their grandmother were sitting at the back.
The father claimed that he was not speeding but as he was about to make a u-turn at a junction, he claimed to have hit the curb and the car turned many times into the other lane before finally stopping and the grandmother and one of the child were thrown out of the car.
It sounded like a very high impact collision. Thankfully, the parents and the other child were well and unscathed.
We had to transfer both patients in two separate ambulances to the Red Zone of the Emergency Department at Hospital Bintulu as one ambulance could only transport one patient at a time.
Upon arriving, I met my colleague and friend at the Red Zone of the hospital. After we have handed over to the medical officers and specialist in the Emergency Department, we headed back together. However, upon reaching back, there was another patient who came in who was extremely tachypnoiec.
Oh, here we go again… Another Red Zone referral…
We stabilised the patient and referred her to hospital again. The clock was already showing 10pm when we left. The journey to the hospital takes about 45 minutes to an hour for each journey and the both of us have yet to have our dinner. This time, I choose to accompany her for the referral, mainly for emotional support and also in hopes of stopping by McDonald’s to get a takeout.
Yes, we did stop by McDonalds after sending the patient safely to the hospital and yes, we used the ambulance and went through drive-through.
By the time we left, it was already 11pm. The journey takes around 45 minutes to an hour and it was raining heavily. At this point, I was wondering if we would end up celebrating New Year’s in the ambulance.
Me and my friend ate in the ambulance on the way back while we joked and exchange oncall stories. Thankfully, we reached a little before midnight. The day was completely unexpected, not to mention tiring but it was nice to have spent it with a friend.
It’s still the beginning of 2026, so if I’m not too late, Happy New Year!
If you are travelling anytime soon or in the future, do drive safely, stay within speed limits especially if it is raining. Remember to get your car and tyres checked before any long distance journey and NEVER drive under the influence.
Stay safe always!
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I rise through the grace of Yeshua
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As the first rays of sunlight pierce through the shadows, I rise with the grace of God. It is a miraculous feeling, knowing that the Creator of the universe knows me by name — that He sees not just my exterior, but the very essence of my spirit, my heart, my fears, and my purpose. How incredible it is to be known and chosen in a world that often feels chaotic and disconnected!
Reflecting on my journey, I am reminded of the moments when God’s grace pulled me from the depths of despair. I once lived in the shadows, unaware of their cold embrace, wandering through life with a heart burdened by regret and anger. The darkness I was enveloped in was so consuming that I couldn’t differentiate between success and emptiness. It was only through the lens of self-discovery that I began to unveil the truth — the delicate balance between light and dark.
The Bible teaches us that “I know my children,” and during my darkest hours, I felt this profound truth emerge. I was a victim of lost dreams and stolen destinies, a soul burdened by anger and regrets I did not choose to carry. I cried out in desperation, yearning for a sense of connection, for a spark of divine light to guide me through my confusion. My nights were often filled with tears, a symphony of longing echoing in the vast emptiness of my heart.
But just when I felt utterly broken, when I thought my spirit could bear no more, His mercy found me. It was as if a gentle breeze had whispered, “You are not alone.” In those moments, when I felt most unworthy, grace enveloped me, igniting a flicker of hope in the ashes of despair. The anger began to dissipate. Hatred, once a fierce companion, melted away like snow under the warm embrace of the sun. I realized that forgiveness was not merely an act, but a balm for my weary soul.
As I embarked on this journey of healing and redemption, I began to see the world through new eyes. Suddenly, each leaf on a tree, each laugh of a child, each word of kindness became reminders of God’s goodness. It was as if the universe had shifted, illuminating the path ahead and slowly revealing His purpose for my life.
I patiently awaited Yeshua to emerge in my journey, trusting that He would unveil His plan for me in His perfect timing. I sensed His presence guiding me, nudging me gently—reminding me of my worth, my calling, and the extraordinary power of love. With every step I took towards Him, darkness receded, giving way to a radiant light that filled the void in my heart.
I now understand that my past does not define me; rather, it is a tapestry woven with threads of trials, triumphs, and transformation. I carry those experiences not as scars of shame, but as testaments to the power of redemption and grace. I now, see myself as a warrior of hope, committed to breaking the cycle of despair for my children. I refuse to let them wander through the darkness I once knew; I want them to walk in the light, inspired by faith, resilience, and love.
To anyone reading this, who may feel lost or broken, I urge you to pause and breathe. Know that your pain does not make you unworthy; it can be the very catalyst for your breakthrough. Whenever you feel consumed by darkness, remember that grace awaits, just as it awaited me. Find comfort in knowing that His love will rescue you, fashioning a narrative of strength and beauty from the ashes of your struggles.
Your journey may feel like a movie—filled with drama, sorrow, and the unexpected—but trust that the plot will unfold in ways that are beyond your imagination. Hold on to hope, seek the light, and when Yeshua reveals Himself, you will find a love so profound that it will light the path toward your true purpose.
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His eyes are like windows that reveal love and compassion.
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In the ache corners of our hearts, we often find ourselves grappling with profound questions—questions about love, purpose, and the mysterious ways of the divine. I look to figures like Joseph and David, whose lives were marked by pain and sacrifice, yet ultimately transformed into powerful stories of redemption and intercession. They endured hardships not for their own glory, but to raise the bar for their people, to break the chains of iniquity that bound their bloodlines.
Their stories remind me that sometimes, pain is the crucible through which our greatest potential is revealed.
As we navigate the complexities of human relationships, we discover that love, in its purest form, is indeed one of the most potent emotions. It can uplift, heal, and inspire, but it can also lead us into the depths of confusion and heartache. I’ve experienced this firsthand—wondering if a certain person is meant to be in my life, praying fervently for clarity, only to feel silence in return. In those moments of uncertainty, I have learned that our relationship with God is not just transactional; it’s deeply relational.
God desires an intimate conversation with us—a back-and-forth exchange between father and daughter, a sacred dialogue. I’ve come to understand that God embodies both masculine and feminine attributes, nurturing our spirits with an all-encompassing love. This love is the cornerstone of His deliverance; consider how He used Moses to free the Israelites and how He gives us hope through His Son. It is not through righteousness alone that we are saved but through the immeasurable grace that flows from His heart.
Some may argue that the Old Testament reflects a vengeful God, but the truth is layered deeper. Humanity has lost its way, ensnared by sin and its consequences, yet God, in His infinite wisdom, offers second chances. Remember the negotiations Abraham made with God, or how Moses interceded for the Israelites? These stories reveal a God who listens, who understands our plight, and who loves us fiercely even in our brokenness.However, love is not always straightforward.
Have you ever found yourself deeply in love with someone who seems oblivious to your feelings? You pray for a sign, for clarity, yet sometimes the answer is silence. It’s a painful paradox—wanting someone so intensely while the potential for that love to bloom seems bleak. In my struggle, I’ve attempted to convince myself that moving on with another person would dull the sharp edges of my heartache. Yet, that path often leads to further confusion, because my spirit remains tethered to the love that feels unfulfilled.
It’s natural to wish for a love that aligns with our desires, to yearn for companionship that feels meant to be. Yet, in the quiet spaces of our hearts, we must ask ourselves—who controls time? In my journey, I’ve learned that while I may wish to rush God’s timing, His plans are unfailingly aligned with our greater good.When God asks us to love those who struggle, who seem hopeless, it can feel daunting. Yet, that love is not merely about sacrifice; it’s a divine calling. If you find yourself in a relationship with someone who is lost or battling demons of addiction, remember that your love can illuminate their path.
It’s not about fixing them; it’s about nurturing them with compassion, understanding, and grace. You are not only sharing your love but also sharing God’s glory through your actions.As we reflect on these emotions and experiences, let us embrace our role as intercessors. Our lives are testimonies of God’s mercy and love. When we humbly submit our desires to Him, allowing space for His will to unfold, we find freedom—freedom in knowing that God understands our hearts and knows our future.
So let us practice the art of waiting, of loving sincerely, whether that love is returned or not. In this journey, we may very well discover that the love we share is not lost; it becomes the vessel through which God works miracles—not just in our lives but in the lives of others.
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My First Night Shift In Emergency & Trauma | Housemanship Diaries
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Photo by Chauhan Dixant on Pexels.comMy first night shift in this department was in the Red Zone and I was terrified.
Thankfully, it was with a fellow Registrar who is rather patient, kind and one who loves to teach.
The scary part however was that it is the Red Zone after all and on my first night!
The Red Zone basically caters to patients who are unstable be it haemodynamically or in terms of their vital signs or that they are in a state of severe acidosis, on the verge of collapsing, you name it. Basically, how severe of a state a person must be in to end up in that zone.
The night started off smoothly with cases coming in one at a time. Alright, I kept repeating to myself, “attend them, transfer them to another bed, vital signs, bloods, fill out forms, clerk and basically just listen to your superiors”.
The night eventually turned into midnight and into the wee hours of the morning and finally the sun has risen. Before I knew it, it was 7am and the AM shift House Officer has arrived. I am not alone again.
Time to prepare for handover rounds at 7:45am.
It was better after that, having another person with me as it felt less intimidating.
At 10am, I took off and headed home. Not a bad experience for the first night shift.
The good thing about the night shift in the Emergency and Trauma is that we are not alone. There is always a team or at least your superiors are always there.
However, I don’t quite prefer the night shift in this posting. Having actually completed this posting, at the time of writing this article, the daytime shift is definitely better.
Nonetheless, in all the night shifts, albeit that it could be a terrifying one especially prior to the start of your shift, always remember that you are never completely alone even if it feels like it and that help is always nearby.
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Overcoming My Fear To Refer A Case I DO NOT KNOW | Housemanship Diaries
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What fears have you overcome and how?
At the moment of writing this article, I am in my sixth and final rotation which is in the Department of Emergency Medicine, pushing into my third month.
One might think that as we become more senior in our current job, it gets easier or the fear fades.
Well, the anxiety certainly reduces but that does not mean that it disappears.
For me, the fear is still there as to who I would be working with or who I would be referring to and most of all, referring a case that I not know.
I’m sure we’ve all been there before. Especially upon arrival to work and to be absolutely clueless about the patient and their case and progress and to not have anyone handover the case to you.
Not that we won’t take the time to understand. It is just that, we will or at least I would take the time to digest the initial presentation, clinical examination and findings followed by the initial management of the patient and other teams as well as the current progress.
Once I have finally understood the issue of the patient from A to Z, then I can confidently refer the patient for a simple thing.
That’ll usually take me about 5-10 minutes, especially if there is just one too many writing. To others that may seem like an eternity.
The thing is they will somewhat give me a template of what to say in regards to the patient but I am still absolutely clueless and wishes to kindly absorb the pages and information about the patient before I walk into the battlefield.
This is because, one too many times, I will be asked about things totally irrelevant to the case of the patient which will take me some time and if I’m not so lucky, ended up being shouted at. I mean, that’s the worst that can happen right? Certainly reminds me of my early days of housemanship.
Maybe it’s a form of childhood trauma or maybe not, but I need to at least have a reason to defend myself and the patient.
It’s like a debate or a business deal which I find that I may need to fib or exaggerate myself in order to get a test approved or to refer, all for the sake of the patient or sometimes the superiors.
It’s alright but at times it can be rather annoying especially when they want it done in a minutes time.
The next that I have to actually open my mouth and communicate. Being an introvert, I can easily talk to people but I dislike being in groups, small talks or actually talking at times.
I find it exhausting and thus upon the end of my shift, I just need time to recuperate.
However, back to the question of this article, my fear, to refer to other departments, especially, if it is a case I do not know and to a tiger of a person who loves finding any fault just to reject the case is still present to this day and what have I done to overcome it? Nothing, really, just extreme patience.
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