post-raya

Hey. I'm back.

Home was terrific. Glad to see the good lot, sad too not able to see the rest. Eid is eid, eat till you sweat rendang and lemang.

Back in rainy Dublin, I was greeted by the happy registrar who was almost half broken left alone for 2 weeks. There were piles of works and presentations due. Ghastly.

In ICU today my super wonderwoman boss sent me a signal from far. Those (protruded) eyes said - come here we'll talk to this kiddo's parents. At the same time they were doing portable CXR on the other patient beside us. Funny was, the boss refused to leave and continued talking. The radiographers signaled me, of all people, to tell the boss. I, tried my polite-est gesture to boss, meaning to convey the message that we needed to leave the bed. Either she didn't get it, or just refused to leave the heated discussions with parents. So we all had to stay. And embraced the unnecessary radiation dose.

My poor ovaries!

Mom is here. That means, a happy cup of coffee in the morning, and a wonderful dinner going home to. After years of living away, everyone needs this kinda pampering.

roti canai with rendang

To my dear Seri Puteri girls, sorry I missed the potluck and tak sempat jumpa. Next time ye i'Allah. To the others, you made my holidays such a memorable one.

Till next time ;)