Geschenke Geschenke

Nenne eines der besten Geschenke, die du je bekommen hast. Geschenke gehören eigentlich #sozusagen zu den Dingen, die sich einer Bewertung entziehen. Wann soll ein Geschenk gut sein und wann weniger? Das ist auch hier wieder einmal eine Frage der Perspektive. Aus der Sicht desjenigen Menschen, der beschenkt wird, wird so das Geschenk nach seiner Nützlichkeit bewertet oder aber die emotionale Beziehung zu dem oder der Schenkenden kategorisiert. Das wird aber dem Anliegen aus der Sicht der […]

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Geschenke Geschenke

Nenne eines der besten Geschenke, die du je bekommen hast. Geschenke gehören eigentlich #sozusagen zu den Dingen, die sich einer Bewertung entziehen. Wann soll ein Geschenk gut sein und wann wenige…

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The Caramelized Alibi

The new mystery in Speranza: Christmas murders with a tad of Caramel..

The autumn sun in Speranza was the color of aged parchment, casting long, lazy shadows across the village market as the first hint of December’s frost began to bite. In the heart of the village, the grand Christmas tree stood as a towering spire of green, but its festive beauty was eclipsed by a scene of magnificent chaos. Beneath the lowest branches, nestled amidst a dusty pile of forgotten histories and the vibrant silk wrappers of the season, lay the body of the visiting gourmet critic.

A Bittersweet Discovery

The air around the Piazza, usually thick with the scent of Anna’s roasted coffee and Altea’s fine tobacco, was now cloyed with the smell of burnt sugar and sea salt.

The victim was found slumped against the tree’s base, his face serene but his eyes wide and unseeing.

He clutched a “Caramel Gold” bar from Marisa’s Mint Chocolate house, the silver-wrapped treat half-eaten.

A faint, sweet, floral scent—reminiscent of hyacinth but with a sharp, chemical undertone—hung in the frigid air.

Ispettore Salomone arrived looking profoundly weary, his patience already thinner than a poorly brewed Earl Grey.

The Feline Sentinels

Back at La Pagina che Fa le Fusa, my sanctuary of rosemary and old paper, the atmosphere was one of quiet tension. My two furry proprietors, sensing a dissonant note in the village’s harmony, began their own investigation.

Toe, the sleek black Maine Coon, ignored the festive bustle and began an obsessive ritual of batting at a small, ornate silver sachet he had found snagged in the tree’s tinsel.

Ashwaganda, the ginger sage with amber eyes that held the wisdom of ages, sat pointedly in front of a new pot of calendula flowers, letting out a soft, insistent meow.

He stared directly at the “Caramel Gold” wrapper I had brought back, his “gold stare” signaling a truth hidden in the sugar.

The Wisdom of the Blue Book

I turned to my chair of bordeaux velvet and opened the strange book I had bought for a handful of coins: Days of your Dreams. Bound in faded peacock-blue leather and penned in shimmering silver ink, its pages rustled with a soft, dry scent of pressed flowers. I searched for an entry on “Gold” and “Salt,” and the script began to shift into a cryptic prophecy:

“Where the serpent eats its tail, the sweet gold is snared. Look not for what was taken, but for the ‘smoke’ that never burns. The truth is found where the earth is youngest and the fox hides its dye.”

The Shadow on the Threshold

The investigation took a chilling turn when the door to the shop—hidden under an ivy-covered stone arch—creaked open. A man stood there, as smooth and polished as river stones, holding a silver-stamped ledger that mirrored the emblem of a sleeping cat and a key.

“Signorina Hopes,” he boomed, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling like a retired opera diva’s. “The caramel was a masterful forgery, a distraction for the real prize hidden within the tree’s heart.”

Moira felt a jolt go through her. This was not just a case of a poisoned critic; it was the violent beginning of a new story, one involving a contested inheritance, a forger’s touch, and the “lullaby of death” hidden in a scent of caramel.

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Reflection: 2 Months As A Floating Medical Officer

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At the time of writing this article, I’m on leave which I took from the 1st of October till 15th of October, which my Head of Department (HOD) was more than kind enough to allow.

I needed the break, perhaps it was an adjustment disorder on my side but I was struggling. Physically, I caught up, I showed up and I was there but mentally, I felt left behind and lost and on most days, I was low.

Perhaps, it was out of tiredness as I have just recently off-tagged and in combination with my low mood, I felt demotivated and in general, felt that I have lost my love for medicine. I decided then that clinical life in the hospital was not for me. True, we were lacking doctors in various departments and hospitals in general across Malaysia. However, during that time, even if there enough manpower, I don’t think I would still want to continue.

I tried looking on the bright side, tiny things as well as the positive aspects of things to help me to get through the day.

Firstly, I’m thankful to be in a subspeciality department instead of the bigger and more hectic departments, I think I would have broken down within the first week itself. Secondly, I was in the department with the sweetest and kindest bosses who were more than happy to teach or lend a helping hand when needed. We are small in number, yes. But it felt like being part of a family.

I was happy, the environment was good, kind and non-toxic. However, mentally, I knew that this is not my place.

This further saddens me as I have always looked forward to being part of this lovely department. Yet, I knew, it’s just a matter of time before I slip and broke down. My body knew that I wouldn’t last long here nor do I foresee myself handling the complex and complicated cases here. If my interest is not here, how would I even make it through to specialise?

Amidst the business and my mind and body trying to keep up with the steep learning curve place before me, I was unable to view my options or to consider other departments.

I was just done in general and sadly, I wouldn’t be able to fulfil my quote in my medical school yearbook, I feel myself losing my will every single day nor do I find the strength within myself to serve.

Sadly,“sometimes what we like is not necessarily what is suited for us”, a fellow colleague told me and that hit me hard. I had no interest in other departments either or practicing in general at that point. All I could think of at that point was to quit and to hand in my resignation letter. After all, I have successfully completed my 2 years of internship / housemanship training. I can still locum if I wanted to. But of course, I didn’t enjoy it either. All I was ever passionate of was to teach. Thus, I considered changing my field and entering university as a lecturer did not sound appealing either as I did not like research at all.

Thus, after much contemplation, I approached my Head of Department (HOD) to validate my 30-day-resignation letter. My HOD is another kind soul who enquired to know what prompted me to come to such a decision. She signed my papers but advised me to consider changing departments instead of quitting.

However, at that time and at that current state of mind, I was fixed on my decision. Hence, the following week on a Monday, I submitted my 30-Days-Notice of Resignation, only to have it retracted the following day. Although I have handed in my 30-Days-Notice, a part of me felt a tinge of regret and sadness. Somehow, some part of me did not want to leave but I could not see any way out of this virtual box that I appear to be caged in.

My colleague and my parents played an important role in my decision to retract my resignation. Instead, despite my limited amount of leaves left for the rest of the year, I chose to take some time of work. Perhaps it was due to tiredness that contributed to my rash and impulsive decision.

On the 1st of October 2025, I took the first flight out and then throughout my leaves, I locummed at several General Practitioners. Remember when I said that I did not like locum either? This time, I decided to give it a second try and to keep an open mind.

The first GP I locummed at was a rather chill one with only 3 cases being seen throughout the whole day. The subsequent GPs were hectic and had multiple procedures, literally from the beginning of my shift till the end. In all of those times, I was the only doctor in the clinic. In my previous experiences, I have locummed at clinics which had 2-3 resident doctors.

Honestly, I don’t know how I managed to pull it off. Despite the hecticness and the patient load, I found myself looking forward to return and I enjoyed talking, listening and consulting the patients. It was fun. Slowly, I found myself enjoying and falling back in love with medicine and practicing medicine and thinking on how I could improve myself to serve better.

Then, I realised, perhaps venturing into family medicine might not be such a bad thing. True, there is abundant of family medicine doctors now and lack of doctors practicing in the hospital but that doesn’t mean that they are still not needed. Sadly, as much as I want to force myself to carry on and stay practicing in the hospital, I knew that it is not meant for me in the long haul or for me to last for even a year.

The opportunity to specialise is there but how can I continue if I can’t even see myself as one, or even have the inspiration?

Suddenly, the plan and my pathway seems clearer and I’m more than ecstatic to embark on my next journey. It was definitely the rest that I needed. To think and to reflect. If I were to stick to this journey, how can I do so for the long haul and at the same time, enjoy it?

I hope that in months or years to come, the decision to stay is the right choice. Perhaps, I still need time to discover my interest in this vast field. At times, I wish that it can be simple and that I would know what or which department I’m fitted to or destined to specialise in.

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I SURVIVED My First Month Of Tagging As A Floating Medical Officer

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Thank God. Seriously.

I started my journey on the 21st of August 2025 and officially off-tag on the 14th of September 2025 after my last tagging oncall shift.

Technically, it was not a month but 3 weeks. Nevertheless, a very tiring 3 weeks with every other day oncalls and one sick leave in between.

The tagging oncalls were every other day (EOD), this meant an oncall shift followed by postcall and the following day is an office hour shift only to be followed by oncall again.

Overall, it was a mixture of fun and tiredness. My sleeping schedule was definitely off as I am usually disturbed in the middle of the night as the time I am usually able to sleep peacefully is during my postcall shifts.

Thankfully, I always had a senior with me to guide me. Thus, every referral I received, I would discuss on the management plan with them. It was mentally challenging as well as the learning curve is extremely steep for a junior medical officer such as myself.

Having completed my tagging period, I am still at lost in terms of management especially for extremely complicated cases. Thus, I find myself running to any of my seniors or the specialists.

Am I confident now though?

Not really. Less terrified and yes somewhat a tad bit confident than when I initially begun. However, just a tad.

The fear is still there as I just do not know what to expect on the types of referrals I will receive during my call.

Some things just don’t change. The fear that I felt during my House Officer days are still there and at times, I wish that I could just simply disappear run away from the issue but doing so, does not help.

Thus, the only solution for me is to dive head on into the issue and call for help whenever needed.

If any of you are experiencing this, just know that you are not alone and sometimes the feelings felt internally just can’t be expressed properly either via words or verbally.

If you are showing up everyday despite feeling this way, you are doing a good job. Take comfort in that as it is not an easy thing to just do. Sometimes, showing up daily in itself is a hard task.

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My First Day As A Medical Officer In KKM

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Housemanship or Internship for Doctors in Malaysia lasts for a duration of 2 years, upon completion of our medical school journey.

For some, they began shortly upon graduation whilst for others, they took a gap year.

I submitted my application to pursue my internship in the Ministry of Health, Malaysia (Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia, KKM) shortly after my graduation but did not actually begin till 6 months later in 2023. Two years later, thankfully, I’ve completed and fully registered with the Malaysian Medical Council (MMC) and possess a valid Annual Practicing Certificate (APC).

Post housemanship, I went on a 3-weeks-break and on the 21st of August 2025, I reported for duty as a Medical Officer.

Upon my completion of housemanship, one would have to go through a “floating period” of maximum 6 months prior to receiving their placement in whichever department, hospital or state of choice. Usually, the floating period occurs in the same hospital that one had completed their housemanship or internship in.

Thankfully, I was offered to float in the Department of Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery. However, I was diving into the world of Surgery with no experience or knowledge in basic suturing.

During my first day, I reported for duty at the Hospital Director’s Office to receive my “floating” placement letter, checked my remaining leaves and proceeded to Burn Ward of Sarawak General Hospital.

The Burn Ward.

I’ve had good memories previously as a House Officer here and I was beyond ecstatic as well as relieved to be accepted into this department which is filled with understanding and helpful bosses.

I was then given orientation by one of the medical officers, clerked a burn patient that was just admitted and spent most of my time accompanying a fellow friend who thankfully is in the same department. Considering it was my first day and a rather slow one, I was able to return home at 5pm.

There’s just so much more that I have yet to learn. Hopefully, I’ll have both the mental and physical strength to push through.

Thankfully, the environment is one that is filled with love and encouragement.

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Day 1 Of My Final Posting – Day 647 Of Housemanship

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My first day of my final posting, The Emergency & Trauma Department, commenced on the 11th of April 2025.

Day 647, finally. Finally! I’ve pulled through and entered the last pit stop of my journey as a House Officer.

In every posting, I have always looked forward to this posting. Prior to joining, I’ve always had mixed feelings and initially wanted to join Anaesthesiology. However, a few weeks prior to entering, the other postings such as Psychiatry, Klinik Kesihatan and Anaesthesiology were removed from our options and everyone had to rotate in the Emergency and Trauma Department.

This is good. This meant more manpower.

However, just as the previous postings, prior to joining any new department, I’ve always had this fear and mixed feelings because it is after a new environment.

My fear was stumbling too badly on my first day. Thus, of course, I did my research and questioned the people I knew who were already in the posting.

My First Day began on a Friday in the “Yellow Respi Zone“.

The Yellow Respi Zone consists of patients who are unable to saturate well under room air, usually less than 90%. Having just completed the Medical Posting, the patients allocated there are primarily Medical patients or in particular, having respiratory issues such as patients developing acute pulmonary oedema or fluid overload secondary to non-compliance to their fluid restriction.

Thankfully, I have just completed Medical. Thus, I am able to apply my knowledge learnt which was still fresh at that time.

I arrived a little before 7am since the tagging shift is from 7am till 10pm, introduced myself to the medical officers and talked to a fellow friend who arrived and would be working in the same zone as well. I went through the triages and casenotes of the patients to see if there were any active cases or cases that were due tracing of bloods or referrals.

The day started off rather quietly and it was manageable. I followed the morning handover rounds at 7:45am and after that attended to any new patients or refer if needed.

Basically, when a patient comes in, especially to this zone where the patients’ chief complaint is “shortness of breath“, the first person who attends would usually auscultate or “listen” to the lungs and check the vital sigs prior to taking blood or doing a “full clerking” such as obtaining their past medical history or history of presenting illness.

The next person that steps in usually helps with the bloods and fills the forms.

Everyone worked together as a team and somehow indirectly we were communicating with one another without actually voicing it out. It seemed almost like a dance, or a workout.

Afternoon came and afternoon handovers started at 2:45pm. I met a lovely medical officer who is a junior herself but one who was extremely upbeat and more than happy to guide me.

I learnt a lot during my first day with her. She even encouraged me to consider joining this department during my floating period.

The evenings became extremely busy to which I did not really realise. Maybe because it was my first day or maybe because I have just completed my Medical Posting (and it was much busier over there), or perhaps because I simply enjoyed working with my superior or team on that day.

The day ended at 10pm and I walked back home. Thankfully, I lived within walking distance thus I saved time and did not have to worry regarding transportation or parking issues.

My first day in my last posting or rotation started off well which is something I’m more than thankful for.

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Reflection – After Almost 2 Years Of Practicing As A Junior Doctor

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“Would you want to return back to medical school?”

No.

I enjoyed my 5 years of medical school very much and I appreciate the memories formed throughout those years.

However, after working as a junior doctor for 2 years, I would not consider turning back time, just to go through medical school all over again. I enjoyed studying and it was equally tough and fun. Besides that, I had the best study group, “The Impostors”.

Going through the COVID-19 Pandemic season of social distancing and online classes made the journey easier. I remembered staying back in Kuala Lumpur and waking up in the morning prior to starting class just to set up my laptop and my connecting screen, sending the link earlier to the group, sharing the slides if needed and while the classes are on-going, I would go about cooking, cleaning or folding clothes.

My coffee and tea would be on standby and everything was prim and proper. Besides that, breakfast, lunch and dinner would always be prepped by me, for me or my friend who lives upstairs. After that, I would proceed to study during the wee hours.

I think the time I managed to complete reading various textbooks were during the COVID pandemic.

Then, I graduated and started my housemanship. It was extremely tough at first and it’s still difficult now at times but I’ve grown to accept the fact that there will be difficult days as well as good days.

Three months later after starting my housemanship journey, my first pay was banked in and subsequently, every month I received my monthly pay.

Eventually as I become more and more senior, things became more and more familiar and easier and some things or procedures became a reflex, even the management plans.

Thus, considering, the things that I’m doing now which I think is much easier as compared to my medical school days, would I want to turn back time?

Nope. Medical school is important and equally tough. On top of that, I’m not getting paid. Instead, my parents had to pay for my medical school fees.

So, no. I cherished those days as I said. But I certainly do not want to relieve them again.

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Preparing For My Exit From The Medical Posting As A House Officer | Housemanship Diaries

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Medical. My Fifth rotation.

While I was in Medical School, my favourite rotation was the Medical Posting and I’ve always imagined myself being a Medical Officer in Medical.

Thus, upon entering my Housemanship Journey, I did not choose to rotate in Medical as my first posting. Many people said that the Medical Posting is the most difficult posting of all the postings due to the patient load as well as the workload.

Thus, I began in Orthopaedics and placed Medical as my Fifth Posting. Mainly, because I wanted toenjoy it. Enjoy it in the sense that I already knew the basics and knew how to function as a House Officer and would be able to learn how to manage the patients.

However, albeit being a senior poster, some old habits retain. In the Medical posting, we were required to hand in our logbooks 2 weeks prior our End of Posting Date.

However, I approached my mentor 5 weeks prior my exit. Unfortunately, my assigned mentor at that time was not available and asked me to approach my Specialist-in-charge of House Officers at that time to request for a new Mentor.

I approached the Specialist-in-charge and was assigned a new mentor which happened to be someone I worked with multiple times while I was in Medical 3.

The following week was a rather tensed week for me as I tried my best to cram as much as I could.

I finally had my assessment with my first mentor who is a Medical Officer that Sunday. Thankfully, I passed.

2 days later, I went for my assessment with my second mentor, my reassigned specialist, who passed me as well.

The issue next was the completion of my 12 CMEs. CME stands for Continuous Medical Education which occurs once a week on Tuesdays. In other postings, only 5 CMEs were required in order to pass. Sadly, it is not the same for the Medical Posting.

Unfortunately, CMEs done online were not acceptable even if there are certificate of attendance.

Luckily, I had attended a Hospital CME some time ago and I was only looking for ONE more CME prior to my exit of this posting.

Thus, I used that to my advantage and finally, I was able to hand in my logbook and officially exit the posting.

Sadly, a few days prior to my exit, something occurred that led to the demise of a patient. But, that is a story for another article. Thankfully, that did not affect my exit from this posting and I exited, on time.

If you are due to finish the Medical Posting or any posting in general, take it as a lesson from me and approach your assessors much earlier.

Otherwise, all the very best!

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Surviving The Night Shift As A House Officer In Medical 3 | Housemanship Diaries

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The Medical 3 Ward of Hospital Umum Sarawak or “Sarawak General Hospital” is located on the 9th floor of the main building.

Thankfully, being allocated as the Night House Officer, we only had to take care of one ward, unlike being allocated in Medical 4 / Medical 5 / Infectious Disease Ward or being in the Perimedical Team whereby we were always on the go.

The Medical 3 Ward consists of three teams, which are General Medicine, Respiratory and Neuromedical.

During the daytime, we have allocated House Officers for each team. However, during the night shift, we are in charge of the whole ward.

The jobscope of the night shift House Officer in this ward is the same as in other wards and postings which are transferring in of new patients, attending to acute issues and most importantly, coming mornings.

If you have read my previous article on Surviving The Night Shift In The Medical Posting In General, I mentioned that in this posting, upon my arrival to the ward for my night shift, I would begin taking my coming mornings.

The same goes for Medical 3. However, unlike the night shift in Perimedical, I do not take my arterial blood gases with my coming mornings.

I begin from the Respiratory cubicles which is located at the back of the ward and then move to the front cubicles before finally continuing at subacute and acute cubicles which are the beds located in the middle of the ward, in front of the nursing counter.

If I were late for my coming mornings, then I would proceed with taking the arterial blood gases together. But if I finished early, I would take the blood gases much later.

By 5:30am – 6am, I would start running my blood gases and paste them in the casenotes of the patients. Around 6am – 7am is when the morning team starts arriving to trace the bloods as well as begin their morning reviews.

Thus, I wait to be summoned for my bloodtaking or certests.

Finally, at 9am, I return home from my shift.

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Surviving The Night Shift In The Medical Posting In General | Housemanship Diaries

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The shift that I have always dreaded but enjoyed the most were the night shifts. I dreaded it because I knew that I would be alone most of the time and afraid that I would not be able to cope with the adrenaline rush or anxiety or the craziness that might ensue. However, I enjoyed it because that meant that I will be able to sleep in prior to going for my shift and the following day at 7am, the morning team will start arriving and I am not alone anymore.

The Medical posting in general is a “heavy” posting because of the patient load. Almost all of the patients are so-called Medical patients once Surgical, Orthopaedic, Psychiatric or other causes have been ruled out, and it could stem from something as simple as electrolyte imbalance to myocardial infarction or stroke.

Thus, imagine the amount of coming mornings.

Prior to entering this posting, I’ve always enquired and listened to my fellow colleagues’ input and experiences. Most of them would say that “In the Medical posting, the rule of thumb for surviving the night shift is to start taking the bloods as soon as you arrive for the night shift”.

True enough. That is something I have practiced since and even in other postings as you do not know just when something may happen and next thing you know, the sun is rising and your coming mornings are late and the morning team have arrived and the bloods are still pending or not in the system or yet to be taken and the medical officers and specialists have arrived.

Sadly, when there is a delay in the blood investigations, there is a delay in management.

Thus, it is a tachycardic moment for me. Prior to entering my shift, I would screen through the coming morning list and upon arriving, I would usually prep my trolley, ensure my coming mornings are divided and arranged according to their cubicles, ensure enough syringes and needles are set aside as well as the alcohol swabs and cotton swabs.

Then, I will begin taking my coming mornings, usually working my way from the back of the ward then towards the front cubicle, subacute cubicle and finally, ending with the acute cubicle.

Usually in between, something will occur, maybe a patient newly admitted into ward or a patient will suddenly be hypotensive or hypertensive or hypoglycaemic or starts throwing up or wants to have a small talk.

Normally, I would not mind entertaining them. However, if I’m still due to complete my coming mornings, I would proceed to complete it and I usually will not rest until I do. At least I’ll be rest assured that should anything occur in between, I would not have to worry about the completion of my coming mornings.

The night shifts can be rather unpredictable as one minute it can seem rather quiet and calm at first and hectic the next. At times, it can get overwhelming as well.

However, have faith and know that help is always nearby and start taking your bloods as early as possible.

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