Culinary Adventures: When Food Abroad Bites Back!

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Prepare your taste buds and buckle up for a gastronomic rollercoaster ride as we explore the wild world of culinary adventures abroad. From mouth-watering delicacies to unexpected surprises, join me as we delve into the delightful and sometimes downright daring realm of international cuisine.

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1. The Spicy Spectacle

You pride yourself on your tolerance for heat, so when the friendly street vendor in Bangkok offers you a taste of their “mild” curry, you confidently accept with a smile. But as the first fiery bite hits your tongue like a flamethrower in a chili factory, you quickly realize that you may have underestimated the true meaning of “Thai spicy.” Cue the frantic gulps of water and the impromptu fire-breathing performance that leaves your fellow diners both impressed and slightly concerned for your well-being.

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2. The Mystery Meat Mishap

You’re feeling adventurous, so when the menu at that quaint little bistro in Paris lists “escargot” as the house specialty, you decide to throw caution to the wind and give it a try. But as you take your first tentative bite of the slimy delicacy, you can’t shake the sinking feeling that you may have just eaten something that was alive mere moments ago. Cue the existential crisis and the fervent vow to stick to more familiar fare for the remainder of your culinary adventures.

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3. The Cultural Conundrum

You’re determined to immerse yourself in the local culture, so when your gracious host in Tokyo presents you with a steaming bowl of what can only be described as “mystery soup,” you graciously accept with a smile and a bow. But as you tentatively take a sip and try to identify the various unidentifiable floating objects, you realize that sometimes, cultural immersion comes with a side of gastrointestinal distress. Cue the polite nods and the silent prayers for a speedy recovery as you struggle to maintain your composure in the face of culinary adversity.

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4. The Street Food Fiasco

You’ve heard rave reviews about the street food scene in Marrakech, so when you stumble upon a bustling market teeming with tantalizing smells and exotic flavors, you can’t resist the siren call of the street vendors. But as you dig into your first bite of falafel, you quickly realize that street food adventures come with their own set of risks – namely, the inevitable battle with food poisoning that leaves you regretting every culinary decision you’ve ever made.

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5. The Sweet Surprise

Amidst the chaos and confusion of culinary mishaps abroad, sometimes you stumble upon a hidden gem that restores your faith in the power of international cuisine. Whether it’s a piping hot plate of pad thai in Bangkok or a decadent slice of tiramisu in Rome, these unexpected delights serve as a delicious reminder that sometimes, the best culinary adventures are the ones that catch you by surprise.

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So there you have it, fellow foodies – a humorous glimpse into the world of culinary adventures abroad, where every bite is an adventure and every meal is a memory. Remember, no matter how many culinary mishaps you encounter along the way, it’s all part of the delicious journey. Until next time, happy eating and may your taste buds be forever adventurous!

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Red Guitar Wins

Daily writing prompt Describe something you learned in high school. View all responses

So, I originally wanted to start this post saying the number one thing I learned in high school is that nothing matters in high school. I still think this applies in many ways FYI, but of course I did find one experience in my memories of high school that was actually sort of insightful and echoed into my actual identity.

I hate it when my memories betray my like that. I was really looking forward to writing about how high school was a hall of illusions, a carnival in town for some cheap spectacle. About how the abusive social hierarchy was really just temporary and meaningless blip in my existence.

Oh well, another time.

I have always loved the arts, writing, painting, drawing, all of it. That being said, I had to warm up to the idea of accepting this part of myself, especially in the ultra judgmental halls of high school. In my experience (and I would venture most) in high school social status is so thick and disgusting, you might as well choke on it. Most people just conform and go with the flow to avoid detection, because those differences could result in various versions of torture. I fluctuated on this strategy myself.

My attraction to writing had already manifested in many of my English classes in high school. Poetry, fiction, nonfiction, all of it pulled on me with some sort of hidden magnetism. Often I would feel overwhelmed getting my thoughts out into the world, and creative writing provided the perfect conduit. It still does.

One particular experience in the lunch room pointed out this proclivity towards the arts. It was during lunch. My friends and I were all huddled around a round, gray table in a bustling cafeteria. My crowd in high school was a sort of mirage. We were all jocks, football players and weightlifters, but we were the lower tier of that collection. We were on the outskirts of that social hierarchy, so we weren’t necessarily popular, but we weren’t unpopular.

Anyways, my friend Dan had just discovered a program called Photoshop (yes, I’m old) and he’d made a couple of graphically enhanced photographs of his electric guitars floating in some sort of digital nether. One guitar was red with clouds of gray around it. The other was blue, with surrounding purple lightning bolts. Dan was going to enter the photos into a competition for his photography class, and asked for feedback from our ragtag group.

We went around the circle, each of my friends grunted “yes,” or simply pointed at the one they liked. It was very caveman-like. Not much communication. Sort of like sitting around a fire and eating a roasted boar.

Then, they got to me.

I lined both pictures up next to me. They were glossy and pixelated. I examined each thoughtfully and said:

“I think the one with red guitar has better contrast since the gray clouds have less detail, and make the colors seem more vibrant. The other photo has too many details it distracts from the imagery and texture. The lightning bolts pull your eyes away from the detail of the guitar. The red guitar has a cleaner look to it thanks to the balance of the foggy abstraction.”

There was silence across the table. Everyone had paused eating. Sandwiches sat unbitten. Fries remained dipped in ketchup. Collin, the class clown of the group, smiled and shrugged sheepishly.

“I, uh, didn’t think I had to mention any of that, because obviously, it was implied,” he laughed.

I still remember them looking at me after my critique like I was some sort of alien, or subterranean cave dweller hell-bent on occupying the earth. It was at that moment I knew I was different, and that the arts, as it turns out writing, would be a fundamental part of my identity for the rest of my life. It wasn’t a poem, short story, or novel that I suddenly summoned at the lunch table, but the capacity to look at art critically and creatively, which of course lends itself to artistic creation.

Also, Dan took my advice, and won the contest.

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History Taught Me to Never Vote Conservative

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My history class got to choose between political history and social and economic history. Fortunately, we chose the latter. The first was all about Kings, Queens and famous Prime Ministers. The second was about how wealth and power were distributed between people.

We learned about social systems: how slavery in the US enabled the Lancashire cotton industry, where the factory owners go rich while the workers got lung diseases and worked 6-day, 60-hour weeks in dust and darkness, and where the Indian cotton industry was smashed so Britain’s cotton masters could export cloth to the Empire.

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Way Back What?

I’m guessing they are not asking about math.

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This is taking me way back in the memory banks. High school learnin’ huh?

Well, let’s see. I was in High school from 1974 to 1976. I learned all kinds of stuff in those three years that formed a lot of what I would become later in life. To pick just one will take some time so this is a two part post. It’s 12:41 in the A.M. and I am closing this until I rouse myself up and make coffee later this morning.

7:52 a.m.

I’m back with a fresh first cup of french roast. In reply to this prompt I am going with something I learnt in my sophomore year. Can’t recall the name of the teacher or class but we had to read a short story and then one by one we were called into the hall where we had to recall what the story was. I failed.

My teacher told me I didn’t retain what the story was about. I disagreed with her as I gave her a condensed version of what I read. It wasn’t good enough. So, I learned that people are judgemental and only see what they want to see. More to the point I learned that people in power judge you on their beliefs, not the facts.

Here I sit 52 years later and find I am still condensing stories as I write these posts everyday and guess what. People in power still do not listen to what we have to say, they are busy destroying the world with their own drama and beliefs. Don’t get me wrong, they might hear you but that doesn’t mean they are listening.

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Nothing

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The Wards In The Surgical Department | Sarawak General Hospital

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The main General Surgery wards in this hospital is located on the 7th floor of the main building which are Male Surgical Ward (MSW) and Female Surgical Ward (FSW).

I entered my General Surgery Posting during a time whereby there were no House Officers being allocated into sub-specialities. The only so-called “sub-specialities” that were available were “Vascular” and “Hepatobiliary Team – HPB”. Both of which are added under General Surgery.

Other teams such as Neurosurgery, Plastics, Urology and Paeds Surgery did not have House Officers. It wasn’t till towards the end of my service in this Posting that it was reintroduced.

Thus, our exposure towards the wards in General Surgery were limited but also made it pretty easy for us to manage.

1. Male Surgical Ward, MSW

Located on the 7th floor of the main building, it is considered the ward which is feared and avoided by many but is also where I’ve spent most of my time while being in this posting.

As the name suggests, it is mainly for male patients with underlying surgical issues or at least being managed by Surgical as the primary team.

This ward is usually avoided by many due to the overwhelming amount of patients which is twice the amount in Female Surgical Ward.

Twice the amount usually meant twice the amount of drama as well as the usual chaos.

My journey in General Surgery ended with my service in this particular ward.

2. Female Surgical Ward, FSW

This ward is also situated on the 7th floor of the main building and it is opposite the Male Surgical Ward, MSW.

As per its namesake, it mainly consists of female patients with underlying surgical issues or at least being managed by surgical team as the primary team.

Albeit it being a “Female” Surgical Ward, there would occasionally be male patients being treated there as the beds in the other wards are usually filled, causing an overflow of patients into this ward.

I started my tagging days in this particular ward and I would consider this ward relatively chiller and laid back compared to the other.

3. Vascular Ward

The Vascular Ward is located on Level 3 of the main building.

If you have done the Paediatrics Posting, it is situated in the same location as “Paeds Nursery Level 1″.

The ward is essentially divided into two, catering to both the Paediatrics Team as well as the Vascular Team.

4. Vascular Extension Ward

The Vascular Ward could only cater to at most, 10 patients. Thus, if there were any more patients to be managed under the Vascular Team, they would be placed in the Vascular Extension Ward or in the main surgical wards.

The Vascular Extension is located on the second floor of the main building, inside the Urology Ward which is situated opposite the emergency department, ETD.

During my service period in General Surgery, I have paid a few visits to the Vascular Ward and Vascular Extension Ward. However, I have never served my time there as I was not allocated to be the House Officer in the Vascular Team and also because it was a team I was avoiding.

Upon my exit from this posting, the sub-specialities were reintroduced again and House Officers were being allocated to other teams.

Thus, if you are due to experience the General Surgery Posting, I hope that you will find it as enjoyable as I did especially while working in the Male Surgical Ward.

It is indeed hectic and busy and going home on time is almost unheard of. Albeit MSW being an extremely busy ward, the medical officers I worked with as well as the specialists were kind, helpful and willing to teach.

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My First Day In General Surgery – Tagging Day 1

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My “Day 1 of life” in the Surgical Department commenced on the 4th of July 2024 which fell on a Thursday.

I was allocated to work in the side room of Female Surgical Ward (FSW) with a fellow colleague whom I’ve worked previously in the night shift in Paediatrics.

I left home around 5.45am and arrived at almost 6am and started reviewing as usual. I took some time as I read through the previous entries and used it as a guide to write my morning reviews.

Upon reviewing around 4 patients, a fellow medical officer arrived and automatically, I greeted him and followed him. It has become a reflex of mine as in other postings, we had to be like that, which is a good practice.

He was friendly and had a kind demeanour. Thus, I followed him, not knowing that he is actually the medical officer in charge of the HPB (Hepatobiliary) patients.

Usually, there will be a house officer in the ward in charge of the HPB patients, which I did not know of course, considering that it is my first day. Thankfully, I had a partner who followed the “GS – General Surgery” rounds with the other medical officer instead.

As usual, rounds with medical officers followed by rounds with specialists in the morning and as House Officers, we are their assistant and scribe. The morning rounds ended and we proceeded with tracing the joblists for each patients in our allocated cubicles and updating it in the “MOHO” group as well as proceeded to complete the active job-lists.

This is then followed by afternoon reviews, afternoon rounds with medical officers and specialists followed by the completion of the active joblists and finally starting with on-call reviews and preparing our handover lists.

Considering that I am still tagging, I had to stay till at least 10pm. After completion of the on-call reviews, we followed the on-call rounds and HPB (oncall rounds), clerked and transferred in the new patients, completion of the active joblists before finally heading home.

Overall, my first day in Surgery was surprisingly good and calm. The medical officers and specialists seemed rather kind and patient. Thus, giving me the encouragement to continue despite having heard that this particular posting seemed like a rather toxic one which only serve to instil fear in me prior to joining this department.

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I Ordered A Chest X-Ray For The Wrong Patient | Housemanship Diaries

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It was during my tagging period in the Surgical Posting and I was a Female Surgical Ward.

It was my first day being in charge of the acute beds and side room. I recalled one of the patients being a Urology patient. Usually, if the patient is from other departments, we are not required to review them. This patient in particular was intubated and sent to our ward to be placed in one of the acute beds for further monitoring from the Urology ward.

Upon transfer into the ward, the patient required a portable CXR for post-intubation. I did not screen through the casenote since it was from another team. The nurse in charge informed me of a new case but did not tell that the patient needed a CXR. Hence, my reply was “it’s not our patient, it is from a different team. They will review later.”

Hence, the Urology Medical Officer on call came after a while and reviewed the patient. He went to check the system and was confused as to why the chest x-ray was not done for the patient. The nurse immediately informed that I did not want to do it considering the patient is from another team.

At that time, afternoon rounds with the Surgeon was currently ongoing and I was disturbed from writing my reviews. I immediately proceeded to fill the form and had it sent to the Radiology Department to request for a portable chest x-ray.

Amidst the rush, I had wrongly written for another patient instead.

I only realised it when the radiographer came and did an x-ray on two patients at the acute beds. One, the intubated patient from another department and another which is a patient of ours.

I realised my mistake and rushed back to check the form and was met with a very angry daughter of the patient.

I admitted my mistake and was yelled at. After such a tiring week and a hectic day on top of tagging itself, I could not contain myself any longer and tears started streaming down my eyes uncontrollably.

Thankfully enough, it was just a mere chest x-ray and nothing more or a wrong operation done. Since the patient is under the colorectal team, the surgeon in charge and the medical officers in charge will proceed with their rounds again and I could not contain myself again and tears started to stream down my face again.

The medical officer in charge noticed and asked me to go to toilet, understanding that I needed some time for myself to recollect myself again. Hence, I excused myself.

After a while, I went out and rejoined the rounds and admitted my mistake to the medical officer in charge to which she laughed and said “well she has a free x-ray now and were there any changes as compared to the previous one?” To which I answered none.

She was amused considering that it was over a mere x-ray which was requested for the wrong patient that I started breaking down.

Thankfully, it was just an x-ray.

The lesson learnt here was for me to be extra careful in the future because it could have been worse and become medicolegal.

Please try to avoid doing anything out of rush or pressure and always slow down for a bit and reconfirm the patient and procedures to avoid or minimise errors.

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My First Surgical ETD / ED Night Shift Experience

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My first ETD “on-night” or night shift in Surgical was with a fellow junior who I considered as my senior in the posting as she was in the department much longer that I was.

Prior to joining the Surgical Posting, I have went through the Orthopaedic Posting as my first posting and people said that the ETD shift is similar to that in the Orthopaedic Posting, except that we would be taking the bloods, requesting necessary scans ourselves and posting the case.

Before I went to the emergency department, I stopped by the ward to steal some forms and stock up my “file”. After that, I went downstairs and received handover from the morning team.

During my first “ETD ON” shift, there were two medical officers as the first call. One is a tagging medical officer as she had just joined the department.

The night was rather cold I would say with minimal referrals, probably less than 10.

Every time there is a new case, we would be asked to clerk the patient first. However, usually the medical officer would be there by then and we would see the cases together.

I remembered it being “cool” enough that night that we even had time to have dinner for a while before proceeding to take our coming mornings and even rest for a while somewhere.

In the morning, we requested scans that were rejected the day before and followed rounds with no surgeon to know the latest plans, handed over to the following morning team and returned home on time.

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My First Day Back At Work After A 6-Week-Break | Housemanship Diaries

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I officially returned to work on the 2nd of October 2024.

Initially, I was stationed to work the morning shift at ward. However, a colleague of mine decided to take a sick leave on that day when she was initially stationed as the House Officer in the Emergency Department, ETD HO.

Being the Allocation Leader in this department, it is my duty to immediately look for a replacement and to update in the group with the medical officers. Not one person came to mind and I felt bad since it was a friend of mine who took a sick leave or did I feel comfortable dragging another person to cover this shift since it is a shift most people avoided.

Thus, I offered to be the ETD HO myself. It was during an anaemic House Officer period and there were only one House Officer stationed at the Emergency Department.

Hence, I went to work and stocked up my necessary supplies before meeting the post night House Officer in the Emergency Department to receive my handover.

Of all days, it had to be one whereby no coming mornings (bloods) were taken for the patients and there were a lot of active job-lists not being carried out. Not to mention scans to be requested the following morning.

Basically, there were a ton of “shits” being thrown to me and if I do not settle it myself or to push my post night colleague to help me, I would be in a mess for the day.

Imagine having just returned to work to this. Without thinking much, I started identifying the patients who had bloods to be taken and proceeded to take all of them and sent it off. After sending them off, I started preparing for scans and called the radiology medical officer oncall to present my case.

Finally, after I thought I was done, I decided to review the stranded patients.

Normally, the stranded patients should be reviewed around 7am as we would begin our morning rounds around 7:30am till 8am. Thankfully, it was the weekend and rounds began much later.

I went through my list of stranded patients and there were almost 20. 20 stranded patients at various locations.

Would I have the time to review all of them? What about the active joblists or scans? Can I rely on my post night colleague? What if there is a new case?

I remembered it being a rainy day and the referrals were initially from wards and not from the Emergency Department (ETD).

Perhaps it would be a slow day. I thought to myself.

But, I thought too soon.

Soon, referrals started piling up. My medical officer’s phone (MO) was blowing up with calls. Other sub-specialities kept reaching out for me to help them out and at one point, me and my medical officer had to split to ensure we got everything done to the best that we could.

I wished that I could literally divide myself but I couldn’t. On top of that, my right foot started to ache. I just came back from a 6-week-break. I can’t afford to go on anther few weeks. If I do, just when am I going to end this posting?

I recalled it being a terribly hectic day and I felt bad as I was mostly away, having been dragged away by other sub-specialities, escorting patients or carrying out the active job-lists. I could not really be by my medical officer’s (MO) side to see the cases.

Finally, the end of my shift approached. 7pm and my night colleague came for handover.

Despite it being the evening already, the fire was still burning strong, referrals did not stop coming in and I still had tasks to complete or I would be handing over “shits” to my night colleague.

Finally, it was around 8-9pm, I can’t really remember as I was following night rounds with the OT call medical officer and registrar. My medical officer told me to return home since the following day, I would be morning shift.

I remembered returning home that day, somewhat unsatisfied with myself. No doubt that it was a tough day, but I could definitely do better. If only my leg did not slow me. The pain seems to increase with every step I took and with every exertion I made.

However, as I remembered, I was blessed to have an angel as my medical officer oncall for that day. Instead of shaming me or being sarcastic or mentioning that I could do better, she simply thanked me for putting my best effort on the first day back and welcomed me back.

It’s angels like this who makes me want to try to be better the following day.

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