Intermission #51

A couple of self-reminders:

"No calamity befalls the earth or your own selves, but it is (pre-destined) in a Book before We bring it into being. Indeed it is easy for Allah.

"So that you may neither grieve on what has escaped you, nor over-exult on what He has given to you. And Allah does not love any self-admirer, over-proud" (Al-Hadid, 22-23)

Forgive me, dear God, for I am but human, who errs only too easily.

Intermission #50

And so I am down to - hopefully - my last week of working as a lowly labourer HO in this forsaken hospital.

Excited? Oh yes, so much. Anxious? Definitely.

And as for my transfer - it is still hanging in the air, uncertain. But I have hopes.

As for my current status, while it may be considered as uncertain, the best we could do is to put effort into it. It won't be easy, as many around me has cautioned me against it...but deep down, I know that it's best for me to leave before I turn...malignant.

And so...I resume my wait. Hopeful, but ever so caution, with prayers to The Almighty.

Current Music: Set Fire to the Rain - Adele

Peri-MO-ship

At least one thing is becoming clearer to me: which department am I entering as a fresh MO.

Anaesthesia.

I suppose the reaction most people would get after his/her first choice is granted would be one of elation. As for me?

It was more of a shock.

Perhaps I still am in that state.

Am I ecstatic? More like relieved, sort of.

Am I sad? Sort of, since it means one helluva tag for 1 month straight. Goodbye any plan for a much needed post-HO-ship vacation.

Not to say that I'm not thankful to God.

And yet...reactions from those closest to me have been lacklustre at best.

Also, I have another painful decisions to make.

Yes, it hurts so bad.

I have a knack to spin things out of proportion just to stress myself out, do I not?

Current Music: Not to Love You - Ryan Tedder