These five days had been memorable and inspiring. The first few days I shall not explain more because were almost the same. We went to few clinics and we meet all kinds of doctors and specialists. Most of them or I should say 99% of them told us the same words like doctors’ job is not easy, think twice or you might regret and etc. I could even sing their advice.

Okay, before that I should make an introduction. There were altogether 71 people and we were divided into 7 groups, 10 people in mine. Four Malay guys and one of them, Mohammad, was our group leader. He is…erm…nothing much about him. Other three more Malays I really do not know about them except I heard one was a ‘tentera’ and he really wears a pair of shinny shoes. Then, we have Simbran, a Sikh, as our vice leader. He is damn tall, 185++cm. I will strain my neck talking to him. Haha, the ‘milkman’. Next was Mian Jie, the only one I know before the program and also the second tallest guy in my group. Ching Fang, a girl from SSI, an Indian and Malay girl were all in my team.

On the second day, we went to Forensic department. It was a small place like a house. I don’t really feel that scared as I had heard from other group that we won’t be able to see any dead faces or any other part of the dead bodies. Then, we went in and a female forensic doctor explained the procedure and her experience there. First, we went to a room with three ‘just dead bodies’ lying there…unmoved (of course can’t move la). All were covered with white clothes but I could see one with long hair and the other one leg sticking out, uncovered. Then, a man there opened a fridge full of dead babies. Ew…the smell is damn terrible. I couldn’t describe how awful it was. Next was something that we all “expecting” to see. Before this, I often see on TV where the dead bodies are placed in like fridges. There were altogether 12 doors and the man there opened one of it. He zipped open the plastic bag and there were all skull and bones inside. Then, he opened the other one and it was a man inside. The image is still very clear in my mind. The trip to forensic department was interesting as it was unusual.

Another memorable time in the hospital was the on-call duty. The five of us, Ching Fang, Yee Ser, Mian Jie, ‘a girl with don’t know what name’ and me volunteered to attach to a houseman for whole night. The houseman is a young Malay lady, Dr Hasda. After our dinner, we went to A & E (emergency department). I really learnt a lot there. Within few hours, I witnessed three life taking cases. One of them was slaughtered at the brain by someone and the doctor informed his family members that he can’t survived. If I was not mistaken it was his mother… crying loudly and screaming to wake him up. She shouted in Cantonese “Why do you involved in fight…Why don’t slaughter me instead…” I almost had my tears around the eyes. The other one was a ninety something year old granny who couldn’t hold on till that night. Her grandson was driving her in a lorry and they met an accident. Her grandson has only slight injury. He was crying bitterly there, sort of like blaming himself. The third one was announced dead not long after sent to the hospital.

There was another case which is a bit… The victim is a Chinese middle-age man. He tried to commit suicide by cutting his wrist but his injury wasn’t that serious when he was brought into the hospital. The reason to commit suicide was because of a girl he loves. My god… He was physically alright but mentally dead. He doesn’t want to open his eyes or move, no matter how the doctor did.

It was around twelve when we returned to the surgical ward. A general surgeon spoke to us about doctor’s life again. Then he arranged us to see an operation. The doctor in charge of the surgery is a young lady, Dr Tan. I really admired her ability. Within our stay there, an Australian anesthetist explained that was a hernia operation.

Around one or two in the morning, we went to A & E again. There were still a few patients there and most of them had fractures due to accidents. Then we were all really sleepy and exhausted and went back to surgical ward. I could not sleep as I became hyperactive after a cup of Nescafe.

Then, in the morning, we continued our program…and bla bla bla…