Working a Job: Unethical?

What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? The biggest challenge that I am anticipating to face in the next six months is being forced to work a job during the month of June, rather than working my job duties on Patreon and actually selling my blog posts in an entrepreneurial way. I understand that the job market promises a safety net and steadiness, but most job openings do not give benefits and treat customers as if every worker is a consumer rather than a […]

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Working a Job: Unethical?

What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? The biggest challenge that I am anticipating to face in the next six months is being forced to work a job during the month of Jun…

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Ein halbes Jahr kann schnell vorbei sein

Was ist deine größte Herausforderung in den nächsten sechs Monaten? Warum sollte man sich mit Herausforderungen befassen, die in den nächsten sechs Monaten anstehen und dann auch noch ein Ranking vornehmen? Das ist sozusagen eine besondere Fragestellung - denn was ist der Mehrwert der Erkenntnis? Photo by Susanne Jutzeler on Pexels.com Es gibt immer etwas, das anstehen wird und manche Sachen gehen einem leichter von der Hand als andere. Dann gibt es Dinge, die man beeinflussen kann […]

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The Death of Grind Culture

If your ambition matured, what would it drop? Grinding isn’t noble. It’s just loud. If ambition actually grew up instead of chugging energy drinks and quoting entrepreneurs, it would drop the obsession with work ethic and pick up something radical: boundaries. Gen X was raised on latchkeys and lectures about “earning it.” We internalized the idea that exhaustion equals virtue. It doesn’t. It equals exhaustion. Somewhere between the third reorg and the fifth “we’re like a family […]

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🌿 Storms of Change: Nature’s Test

What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? As a woman witnessing our planet’s shifting climate, I feel the urgency every day. Storms batter towns, floods swallow fields, and heatwaves dry rivers. These are more than weather—they test our resilience, our choices, and our commitment to the future. But in every challenge, I see hope. Daily Life and Community Rising temperatures and unpredictable weather disrupt daily life. For women managing homes, work, and […]

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The Art of Not Losing My Mind

Daily writing promptWhat is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months?View all responses Biggest challenge in the next six months? Not losing my mind in a world that thinks “busy” is a personality trait. I’m serious. The grind never stops. Work. Bills. Notifications. Everyone sprinting like there’s a trophy for Most Exhausted Human. I’m not chasing that garbage anymore. My challenge is doing less. Camping more. Sitting in a chair that folds weird and judging the […]

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12 Hours Shift – Counting Down My Hours Each Time At Work

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How do you waste the most time every day?

At the time of writing this article, which was back in June 2025, I was going through my 6th Rotation of my Housemanship which is in the Department of Emergency and Trauma. As a House Officer in the Emergency Department, we go by the 12-hours shift.

This meant, our shift is from:

  • AM Shift: 7am till 7pm
  • PM Shift: 10am till 10pm
  • Night Shift: 10pm till 10am

In this department, they are strict in regards to adhering to a minimum of 60 hours per week in total. Thus, in a week, our schedule is as follows;

  • A total of at least 4 daytime shifts (AM or PM Shifts)
  • One night shift
  • One off day

That is provided one has off-tagged of course.

Perhaps, it is the “last paper syndrome” that I was experiencing being in the 6th and final rotation, I would be counting down my hours each day at work. Thus, upon arrival at work, I would start my “12-hours countdown on my phone.

On slow days, I made it a point to go to toilet every hour, technically my so-called “hourly break” whereas on busy days, the toilet break is the only time I could take a break. This is followed by ensuring I have at least one meal per day during my shift.

Otherwise, the schedule in the emergency department is relatively better as compared to my previous rotations. Nevertheless, the tiredness is still there.

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My First Tagging On-Call Shift As A Floating Medical Officer

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My first tagging oncall shift was on a Sunday with a fellow medical officer I knew when I was a House Officer in General Surgery. Back then, he was having his attachment in General Surgery.

Just like a House Officer, we had to undergo a period of tagging.

In the Department of Plastics and Reconstructive Surgery at Sarawak General Hospital, I had to undergo a tagging period of one month, every other day (EOD). This is because, I am a newborn medical officer with no previous experience in General Surgery (as a Medical Officer).

This is an advantage as I would be able to learn as much as I could within a span of 1 month. However, it was also a disadvantage as I’m afraid, I would be burnt out mentally and physically considering the on-calls were on every other day (EOD).

“I can do it. If others could, I could too.” , I repeated this mantra to myself but the learning curve is going to be an extremely steep one.

During my first tagging oncall, thankfully, it was with a fellow senior colleague who I was rather comfortable with.

We started with our morning ward rounds followed by passover and peri-rounds. After we were done, we went back to the ward to settle our pending job-lists followed by lunch.

As a tagging on-call medical officer, the first call would be to me for referrals. After which, I would discuss with my senior and proceed to see the referred patient together. After reviewing our newly electively admitted patients, pre-op rounds with surgeon and demarcating the op site and pre-op meeting, we went back home in the evening and returned at night together for our night reviews which we updated in the Department’s WhatsApp Group on the progress of certain patients. Incidentally, a patient whom we were awaiting for op was called into the operating theatre and the operation ended at 2am. Finally, we returned home for the night.

I was nervous of course as I usually get anxious easily. However, I took my shower and headed to bed.

My phone was kept beside me in case I were to receive calls or referrals. At 6am, I returned to the ward and started our morning reviews as well as prepared for our morning rounds.

Since, it was a Monday, it was morning ward rounds, handover and peri rounds as usual. However, since I was still tagging, I was expected to stay till 5pm or to join the ongoing surgeries.

Thus, my first postcall was spent in the operating theatre assisting till 6pm. However, despite the ongoing operation, I excused myself to return home and rest.

The following day will be another one, thankfully, not oncall but within office hours.

Thankfully, it was a good call with a fellow senior that I was comfortable with in terms of approaching in regards to my doubts which was undoubtedly, many.

I can only hope that I would be able to survive this whole month of tagging.

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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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Tagline: “Hourly Toilet Break”

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Those who have worked with me know that I have such thing called “The Hourly Toilet Break”.

Firstly, because I consume lots of fluids and secondly, that is how I ensure I do get the break once in a while on a busy day or maybe, the day is quite slow and I am just, bored.

Of course when the day is rather busy and hectic, time just flies and that I do not even realise the time passing by. By the time I actually do complete my task and take the opportunity to just rest for a while, 2-3 hours have gone by.

How Did The Hourly Toilet Break Started?

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I didn’t actually planned for such thing at work. Obviously.

At home, I do frequently go for my toilet breaks as I’m forever consuming green teas or black coffees or water. All of which contributes to the filling of my bladder, in addition to the fluids being diuretics.

It wasn’t until I started my tagging in my sixth rotation, the Emergency & Trauma Department that I reinforced this so-called “hourly toilet break”.

The tagging hours in the Emergency & Trauma Department is long, just as in other postings whereby we had to work from 7am til 10pm everyday with an off day each week for 10 days straight.

Thus, it helped me in ensuring that I either get to sit and recollect myself during hectic days or to make the hours pass during slow days.

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My Last Shift As A House Officer in Medical | Housemanship Diaries

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At the time of writing this article, I am no longer in my Fifth Rotation, Medical but already in my Sixth Rotation, The Emergency and Trauma Department and at the same time, due for my last shift in my Sixth rotation as well as being a House Officer.

Looking back, my last shift in the Medical Department seemed ages ago.

However, I remembered that I was night shift at that time and was at Male Medical Ward (MMW).

My duration working in this ward was around 3 weeks. However, it was my least favourite as compared to Medical 3, Medical 4, the Infectious Disease (ID) Ward or being part of the Perimedical team. The superiors were alright but it was the vibe of the ward in general that I found unsettling that I can’t quite place my fingers on.

The night shift in Medical is from 8pm till 9am. However, on that day, I recalled leaving home at 6:30pm to go to work as we were not allocated any “long day” shifts.

“Long Day” or “LD” are those who work from 7am till 10pm. Thus from 6pm till 8pm, prior to the night shift person coming, there is a 2 hours gap which is filled by them.

On that week, there were no “Long Day’s” and everyone had the opportunity to return home at 6pm. However, who would fill in the “2-hours gap”?

Thus, I remembered me and my colleagues at that time coming into a mutual agreement and compromise that one person would stay till 7pm and the night shift person would arrive an hour earlier at 7pm.

It was a good compromise except there would be nobody to accompany us till 10pm and usually their help is valuable. Those hours till 10pm can get rather hectic at times.

I remembered arriving around 6:45pm and started receiving handover from the AM teams and was cautioned to lookout for a particular patient in the acute cubicle who was rather unstable.

Upon finishing our handover, the Medical Officer on-call for that ward arrived and things started to go hectic.

I can’t exactly remember what happened but I was on my feet the whole time and did not begin my “coming mornings” till 3am.

Thankfully, I was still able to complete them before 5am and the morning bloods were out in the system on time.

That morning during my post night shift, I was “summoned” for minimal bloods which I completed immediately. Usually during my post night shift, I would remain within the sights of the “AM team” and offer to help out where I could.

But I remembered at that time that I was completely spent. I decided to rest in the House Officer’s room and take any bloods a little later prior to my shift ending, if there were any.

Surprisingly there were none after that. I recalled seeing a junior taking the blood of a patient as I was exiting the ward and asked him as to why he did not just ask me.

He claimed that upon arriving for his morning shift, I looked rather spent and after I left to take a short break in the House Officer’s room, he just did not want to disturb me. After all, he said, it was only one patient.

I was touched and grateful. It was a small gesture. However, it’s small, simple things that sometimes touches you.

After that, I clocked out for the last time as a House Officer in the Medical Department.

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