the phone call

Then one fine day while I was dealing with a road traffic accident, I got a call. A call what would nail the second nail in my coffin. The call said that I was going to be transferred to a district hospital… call Kanowit… where the hell is kanowit.

I just said ok, I was busy. It didn't sink in yet. What did I say yes to???... hmmm… later that day, I googled kanowit, its in sibu district. About an hour from sibu by boat or land. Not too bad. I heard that I was the third MO they offer the position to. The other two threatened to quit if they were send out. I heard that the MO's situation there was horrible, only 2 MOs in a place that big. So I didn’t reject it. My boss also said just go, get the experience and then come back. Hmmm… so I just packed and left. Looking back, this was not in my so called plan. It was a detour.

So, arrived in Kanowit hospital, not too shabby. The town was a single street town with shops at the side of it. There is a water front, a stadium, a fire station, couple of school, and of cause a hospital. Reported to the hospital director, she was a very caring lady. She was no doctor but a person who loved her work and was passionate about it. Meet up with my colleges, one whom I already know and the other who was very quite.

Started working, I was in charged of A/E at that time. So most of the cases were referred to me. I guess it was okay. To give the other 2 MOs a break. The out patient department was hectic. In average a day, there were about 100-130 patients in the clinic. On addition to it, there is also the wards. Hmmm… it seems a lot. Yes it was a lot. On calls were like 20 per month. I don’t know how the 2 MOs did it… amazing.!!!.

I did not know what I got myself into....