Another Story

*Phone rings

We have an assault case for you. The patient was hit several times by 5 other men with helmets on the head and on the face. There's some swelling at the mouth area and we suspect there's a large laceration wound intraorally. We also suspect some sort of fracture to the mandible.

Adoi mak. Dari banyak-banyak kes yang dapat, the least I'd like to face at 1 in the morning is an assault case.

15 minutes later, at the ER I tried my damndest best to smile back and respond to a houseman's unusually chirpy attitude di malam-malam bute.

"Your patient awaits" she grinned.

The guy was bashed up pretty bad. Worser was, that he had his posse of about 6-7 people waiting by his side. One had a permanent scowl on his face.

My junior officer and I were outnumbered. Macamana la nak buat treatment alone with them waiting in the ORal Surgery room so far away from other people.

I put on my garang-est face.
" Only one person can accompany, ok."
" I repeat, sorang saje"

I walked away not waiting for a response. I would't know how gang members would react to my arahan.

When I turned, expecting them to disobey, surprisingly only the wounded guy was following ( he can walk just fine, only his face was messed up)

We brought him into our dental surgery.
Tetibe.
A mild knock on the door.
Two men in leather jackets stood there looking back at me, smiling sheepishly.

"Er, you said only one person can accompany this guy"
" EXACTLY" ( pasang muka garang)
" Well can we escort him? We're the police"


Alamak.
Muka garang terlebih bajet.




Sekianlah.

I'm Still Alive !

So the last time I baliked kampung, I noticed a spanking new toy in my sister's room.
Sometimes, she's got some pretty interesting stuff, my sister.

This time it came in a form of a body composition scale.
Gila jakun.

Switced it on, or rather touch screened it on.
Entered my age and height.
Next step was to just step on the metal sensors.
And wait for a few seconds for a reading.

Aaaand the results.

bone density

total fat

muscle mass

 

 recommended daily calorie intake

BMI

Which dalam layman terms, means I'm doing ok.

After all that hard work for 7 months.

I was so elated, I had to call WW to tell him.

" What body composition scale, now?"

" My sister just got it. Online."

" Ha. Those things are never accurate"

Bah.

Party pooper.

This is just about as anticlimax as getting a friend request at FB and finding out later that it's just one of your cousin's pre-adolescent children.