For the Zillion reasons...

People used to say
when you are in rome, do as the romans
But,
what if i.. just want to go against the flow?


I remember that day when i 1st reported to "Heaven"

My mind was filled with sunshine and butterflies

the kind that lifts your soul to a whole new level

where you can actually bask in the real sun

and stare at real blue sky dotted with white cotton clouds



But, still as i roam thru "Heaven",

i noticed a certain something in the air

it's like big pink elephant in middle of the room

So big,

yet nobody's listenning



I wondered.

If it's heaven, why aren't the angels smilling?

there's always a frown somewhere beneath

a complain. a whine.

Sadness? Anger? Frustration?

I could not put down a definitive diagnosis.

something like a foreign body in your eye

irritating.



Then, after 4weeks of mingling in Heaven,

I've arrived at a diagnosis.



We are angry because..

Rm1-Heaven is being abused

Maybe.. healthcare should no longer be free to MC-litis-people.



The majority of MC-litis wears us down to the core

and the tinge of worry that lines each presumed MC-litis is real

I am sure each day, the angels in heaven have recurrent thoughts of ..

wat if i miss this
wat if i overlooked that?
wat if this is NOT MC-litis but theres a real pathology lurking behind?!?


Hence.

To curb this epidemic. i decided.

To work ONE day. without the diagnosis of MC-litis

to treat every1 equal fair and as if they are really really in pain and needs our help



Hence,

on that day,

and because angels population is dwindelling by the day,

we are left with 1 GY and 1 G

so naturally the GY has to help the G



We were streached to the limits but still humans kept on coming like theres no tomorrow

and the papers kept on stacking and stacking upwards.

when this occurs, humans will come into the room - by themselves

jostling to be seen 1st

of course it gets a bit irritating but still..



Hence, there was this 1 lady who kept on bugging on vasanthi to be seen 1st

i do not know why she didnt bug me, mayb i looked fierce when im trying to be serious

so naturally vasanti reassured her multiple times that we will be getting to her soon cuz we were clearing all the kids 1st



but still she came in 2-3 times complainng of abd pain

so.

i saw her



me: so how can i help u today?

her: pain. stomach ache wo. since morning. don;t know why. but getting more painful

me [saw she sorta wet her pants]: point at pants : what happened?

her: stare at pants; then look at me: dont know woh. terkencing kot while waiting.

**im like ar.. okay. .... ||| "

me: okay. um. got vomit? diarrhea? fever?

her: no woh.

me: whens ur LMP?

her : urm. cant remember. er..

me: okay. great. lets go scan a bit

she stood up. and looks a bit "fat"

walks in a gait thats kinda too familar..

when she reveals her abdomen:

O.M.G. she's pregnant lar.

And at 8cm. in super. super active labour.



so you see.

rebooting yourself to normal mode

where Nobody's an MClitis for a day saves lifes.

-.-