"More heart attacks occur on Monday than on any other day."
That's an interesting finding that I read frm somewhere. Dunno if it's true.
Due to Monday Blues? Or Post-weekend syndrome?
Whatever it is, we shld look forward to Everyday! Moreover, We do not know if we will get to see the world again the next morning.
Talking abt this, I guess I do have regrets. Juz One, hmmm, or maybe two.
(since when hv i broken my own record. How sad.)
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I'm at work. Spent the whole morning typing this little paragraph >.< as I got patients popping in to see me as an when.
What i get this morning?? The extremes.
The Very rich, and the Very Poor.
Will there be a day when there's no gap? I doubt so. But at least close up a little?
And for the rich, can u pls STOP complaining abt the service and the crowd for the subsidised?
And for tt 18 yrs old young lady, can u pls show a little more respect for the poor and elderly, instead of feeling disgusted abt having to sit with them while waiting to see the doc? U r simply rich bec yr parents are rich. What makes u so High-Class? Sigh. Youngsters nowadays r so... *tsk tsk tsk, Shake head*
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Monday, March 16, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
The RIGHT Language
Use the RIGHT language... that's an Impt lesson to learn.
I've been wondering if there is a way to reject patients yet they will not be Angry with us.
Perhaps still angry, but at least not with us, and they are able to Understand the rationale.
I'm pretty happy with my performance today. :)
I rejected a few patients Beautifully. haha.
Nope, my job is not to Reject. But tt's part of my job also.
Anyway, Thank God for the Wisdom and gift for today.
I do hope I am able to sustain and not forget the importance of it after some time.
It made me ponder abt our daily lives when we communicate with others too.
Sometimes, we wanted to bring something out to someone with good intentions, but it's something tt the other party will not readily accept/ happy abt.
I guess the Tatic to do it is perhaps also Using the Right Language.
My Language here is not abt Eng/Chin/dialect....
I meant the words use, the tone, the way we put it across.
According to the other party's understanding, maturity, 'soft-spot', etc...
All I can say is... It's an ART.
It's an ART tt ALL shld learn.
It does not only help us achieve wat we want which of cos is also wat we deem as Good, it's also an impt GIFT to the other party.
Rather than forcing it down their throat, Coax them to open their mouth to swallow the Bitter medicine.
Let them see the reason to do so.
They will be thankful at the end of the day, rather than leaving them feeling bitter.
It either Build or Destroy a person.
I'm guilty of it, be it aware or unaware.
I've been learning, since.
I hope I am always so sensitive.
I hope I am able to sustain.
God help me. (us?)
I've been wondering if there is a way to reject patients yet they will not be Angry with us.
Perhaps still angry, but at least not with us, and they are able to Understand the rationale.
I'm pretty happy with my performance today. :)
I rejected a few patients Beautifully. haha.
Nope, my job is not to Reject. But tt's part of my job also.
Anyway, Thank God for the Wisdom and gift for today.
I do hope I am able to sustain and not forget the importance of it after some time.
It made me ponder abt our daily lives when we communicate with others too.
Sometimes, we wanted to bring something out to someone with good intentions, but it's something tt the other party will not readily accept/ happy abt.
I guess the Tatic to do it is perhaps also Using the Right Language.
My Language here is not abt Eng/Chin/dialect....
I meant the words use, the tone, the way we put it across.
According to the other party's understanding, maturity, 'soft-spot', etc...
All I can say is... It's an ART.
It's an ART tt ALL shld learn.
It does not only help us achieve wat we want which of cos is also wat we deem as Good, it's also an impt GIFT to the other party.
Rather than forcing it down their throat, Coax them to open their mouth to swallow the Bitter medicine.
Let them see the reason to do so.
They will be thankful at the end of the day, rather than leaving them feeling bitter.
It either Build or Destroy a person.
I'm guilty of it, be it aware or unaware.
I've been learning, since.
I hope I am always so sensitive.
I hope I am able to sustain.
God help me. (us?)
Friday, March 6, 2009
Struggling pple
I've been seeing patients with Real and Unreal problems everyday.
My job is to empower them... All of them... in any way that is BEST for them. So, sometimes, I dun offer them any help.
It's really All Up To my own Discretion. *But of cos according to standard policies. I pray for wisdom. I pray tt I do tt everyday.
There are lots of pple struggling everyday. When they come into the system to receive help, they are already in a very bad state. Sometimes I do wonder if they are cursed. Frm the oldest till the youngest, none escape illness. NONE.
Everyday, I sit in my office listening to each of them unfolding their stories.
It made me realise that everyone do hv a story to tell. But are we aware of it? Do we take for granted that pple around us are FINE? Did we allow them to TELL us their story? Did we jump into conclusion, assuming that we KNOW their story?
I guess it's a reminder for myself to STOP and LOOK at familiar faces who are yearning to be heard or perhaps even shouting for help... and of cos to ASK and LISTEN.
Suddenly, I remembered that I've got a long overdue mission to accomplish.
It is ridiculous if I dun attend to it.
I may even regret for the rest of my life.
My job is to empower them... All of them... in any way that is BEST for them. So, sometimes, I dun offer them any help.
It's really All Up To my own Discretion. *But of cos according to standard policies. I pray for wisdom. I pray tt I do tt everyday.
There are lots of pple struggling everyday. When they come into the system to receive help, they are already in a very bad state. Sometimes I do wonder if they are cursed. Frm the oldest till the youngest, none escape illness. NONE.
Everyday, I sit in my office listening to each of them unfolding their stories.
It made me realise that everyone do hv a story to tell. But are we aware of it? Do we take for granted that pple around us are FINE? Did we allow them to TELL us their story? Did we jump into conclusion, assuming that we KNOW their story?
I guess it's a reminder for myself to STOP and LOOK at familiar faces who are yearning to be heard or perhaps even shouting for help... and of cos to ASK and LISTEN.
Suddenly, I remembered that I've got a long overdue mission to accomplish.
It is ridiculous if I dun attend to it.
I may even regret for the rest of my life.
How many took the Correct Van
Seeing a corpse/ standing beside one a few times a week has became part and parcel of my life.
I nearly kicked unto one in the metal casing yesterday morning. The attendants were as shock as me. >.<
Many looked away when they saw it. We were all a few minutes 'late' cos we had to let it take the lift first. It was the right way to do of cos... we were at the mortuary.
The car park is usually filled with vans frm different casket of different believes. There was once I saw vans of different major religion. I would hv taken a pic if i have a good camera.
The thought tt ran through my mind was, "How many of these souls actually belong to God?"
I nearly kicked unto one in the metal casing yesterday morning. The attendants were as shock as me. >.<
Many looked away when they saw it. We were all a few minutes 'late' cos we had to let it take the lift first. It was the right way to do of cos... we were at the mortuary.
The car park is usually filled with vans frm different casket of different believes. There was once I saw vans of different major religion. I would hv taken a pic if i have a good camera.
The thought tt ran through my mind was, "How many of these souls actually belong to God?"
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