Archive for August, 2006

3 Chinese

Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Last night had dinner in the doctor’s
accommodation with 2 other docs. Interestingly, all three of us are
off Chinese origin, but came from very different background.

Jonathan, is from Bangladesh. Third
generation migrant Chinese. I never thought there are Chinese in
Bangladesh. He does not speak Mandarin, but speak Hakka…

Ju-Lee, the other doctor from paeds, is
a second generation migrant to Australia. She speak like the
Australian; She can understand Hokkien but does not speak the
dialect.

My family have live in Malaysia for 3
generations, and now I am in Australia. I still speak Mandarin and 3
Chinese dialects.

Sadly these 3 Chinese docs had to
converse with each other in English… bur surprisingly the food that
is on the table is extremely familiar Chinese home cooking…

Our ancestors left China, a century
ago,  and we had grown up in very different background, still we can
find lots of similarity. Does it run in the blood?

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Photo 1, I got my priority right, my
kitchen is up and running. Essential equipments and sources for a
some home cook Chinese food.

Photo 2. The fridge. Does it not remind
us of Biggart’s (medical students’ hostel)days. Should I  buy a small
fridge for my room?

Photo 3. This cooker is so slow, that
water won’t even boil. Can’t do stir fry, all my food is healthy low
heat cooking. Salmonella may even survive the heat.

Photo 4. Dinner table and TV area.
Spend some time watching TV when i did not have Internet access.

 

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Greeting from Sydney

Saturday, August 26th, 2006

Dear Friends,

It is great to be back online! It has
been a long 2 weeks, without the net.

Sorry for not able to keep you guys up
to date with my Epic Journey (relocating from Belfast to Sydney; well
to be exact my new place is Mona Vale, one of the towns on the
Northern Beaches of Sydney.)

It is the end of winter here in
Australia, weather have been great! Can’t believe it that I am
walking around town just in my T-Shirt. Day time temperature can be
as high as 25 C, that is about as hot as you get in summer in
Belfast. There is one thing that I could not leave home without, is
the sunglasses. 

The Mona Vale Hospital is 50 meter from
the beach. The paediatrics ward is on the top floor. My first day,
walking into the ward, i was stunned by the view. Took some photos,
but these photos is far from as sensational as being able to see it
for yourself. My workmates in Belfast, please do not envy me:P BTW,
the nursing staff told me that they do whale watching from the ward.

The paediatrics unit has 20 beds.
Average occupancy is about 10. Hehe… I am sure the bed managers in
RBHSC would love to be here.

Currently, I am staying in the hospital
hostel. The facility is basic, however, it only take me 1 min to walk
to the hospital and 2 min to the beach. This place reminds me of
Biggart House, minus the barbarians. Most important of all, the rent
is at least 6 times cheaper than renting a one bed room flat in this
area.

Now that I have Internet access, I
shall keep bloging.

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Pic1. View from the Paeds Ward.

Pic2. Sun rise from Mona Vale beach, 2 mins from my hostel.

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Goodbye Boleh-land, Hello Sydney.

Tuesday, August 8th, 2006

Packing and leaving KL soon, heading to the unknown and uncertainty.
Alone I walk this path.

Memory of the short break in KL…

My sister said that I look like orang hutan in this picture…
The durians were good.

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Warm Welcome Back to Reality

Saturday, August 5th, 2006

Arriving at KLIA, the warm and humid air welcomes me.

I was waiting for my parents to pick me up at the pick up
zone just outside the international arrival terminal. There were 3 lanes at the
pick up zone for public used. All along the way, there are yellow line marking,
indicating that no parking is allowed.

Unfortunately, the 3rd world mentality prevails
in

Malaysia

.
Car were park all along the yellow line, some cars were even standing on the
middle lane. The zone that is suppose to be for pick up and lay down, have
become a free for all parking space. Worse still, the traffic policemen were
just standing around smoking. The traffic jam in the “state of art” airport
does not bother them.

Vision 2020… becoming a develop country. We still have a
long way to go. Unless there is a change in mentality, the year 2200 we will
still be a 3rd world country.

Flying Doc

Tuesday, August 1st, 2006

“Is there any doctors or nurses on board this flight? Please
identify yourself to a member of crew. We need your assistant.”

On route back to Malaysia, on the Malaysian Airline,
I just had my dinner when this announcement was made.

I stood up and walk towards the air stewardess. She brought
me to the front of the aircraft and introduced me to an older man. His wife was
lying by his side and was in obvious distress.

As usual, I introduce myself, and then I went nearer to the
lady to ask her how I could help.

“I am having chest pain!” My heart sank… Chest pain in a 60+ year old person is
Myocardial Infarction (MI, Heart Attack) until proven otherwise. And we were 30
000 feet above sea level, 10 hours from landing.

I composed myself and ask further questions. It is not easy
as I have been a paediatric
doctor for the past 2 years. Luckily I was a houseman in the cardiology
department, and had the experience of attending out of hospital cardiac
emergency.

Chest pain, sudden onset on exertion, radiating to the left
arm, lasted for more than an hour, associated with nausea and light headedness.
No SOB. 60+ year old, history of hyperlipidemia on statin. Previous history of
heart burn, but this pain is not like the usual heart burn sensation.

The lady looks pale and clammy; looks really unwell.
Systemic examination, no abnormality found. BP 140/85. Regular pulse, 80.

Having the above history and examination, I was really
worried that the patient had acute coronary syndrome. Unfortunately without ECG
and cardiac enzymes, I could not diagnose MI.

By this time, the chief steward had brought me the physician
emergency kit. I could not even find an aspirin in the box! I put away some GTN
(tablet, yes tablets!) and adrenaline, just in case I need them, also kept the
automated defibrillator handy.

I explain my concerns to the lady and her husband. The worse
case scenario is that she is having MI, if so she would need urgent hospital
treatment. I told them that, the safest place for her to be is in a hospital
with coronary care.

Earlier on, I had discussed with the chief steward about an
urgent landing at a suitable airport for medical treatment. The chief steward
was initially reluctant. He was questioning me if the situation was really that
serious, and if his passenger really needed hospital treatment. He also
question that if I was sure that the diagnosis was MI. I had to explain to him
that, we had to take it as the worse case scenario, as we did not have the
facility to make a firm diagnosis of MI. Further more, if we cannot wait any
further as any delay could mean more myocardial damage.

I told the chief steward that, if I have seen this patient
in the middle of a city, I would want her back to the A+E department ASAP. I
don’t think being 30 000 feet above sea level made any difference. My medical
advice is that the lady needs urgent hospital treatment. And it is between the
captain and the passenger if they would like to land.

Our dilemma was solved, the lady said she was feeling better
and was adamant to stay on board and fly to Malaysia.

At this stage, I was joined by a newly qualified GP on
Honeymoon and a medical student. It was such a relief being able to discuss my
decision with the other two.

I told the lady that the best I could do for her is to try
to get her some Aspirin. With the help of the stewardess, we managed to get a
tablet of aspirin from another passenger. We also managed to “borrow” some
antacid.

After few hours, I went back to see her, she was still
complaining of mild chest discomfort, but was feeling slightly better. Again, I
advised her to seek medical help as soon as we touch down.

The old couples were very thankful for the medical help. The
chief steward later gave me a bottle of Dom Perignon as a token of appreciation.

This is my first experience managing chest pain 30 000 feet
above sea level, would like to hear your opinions, suggestions and experiences.

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