Friday, October 12, 2012
Psikiatri Komuniti :)
Assalamualaikum wbt.
En Kambing..apa khabar...hari tu teman dtg singgah kejap dkt kandang...baru teman bercerita separuh jalan, en kambing dah tersembur2 menangih...kensel separuh jalan, teman x jadi cerita...tunggu en kambing dah stabil balik, lain kali baru kita buka cerita tu semula ye...
Semalam ni kawan se-koridor teman, En Mizwar Abduh (bukan nama sebenar) ada mintak teman bagi komen sikit pasal kejadian amuk dekat putrajaya tu...baca kat sini ye...teman idak le nak komen apa2..agaknya sungguh le perempuan tu mmg ada masalah psikiatri..wallahu'alam...
Apa yg teman tau, bila keluar cerita tu smlm, teman tetiba teringat...masih ada lagi cerita masa teman buat attachment dipsikiatri yg teman belum cerita sini :)
Alkisahnya, masa teman buat attachment di psikiatri hukm dulu, selain menengok patient di wad dan klinik..teman kena jugak buat rotation di bhg psikiatri komuniti...bila dgr org cerita, komuniti psikiatri ni best jugak...sbb byk jalan2 ziarah patient di rumah...komuniti lah katakan :) masa awal2 tu teman saspen la jugak..berapa org yg pegi??kalau apa2 jadi, apa aku nak buat...hehe..ternyata tak matang betul pemikiran tu...bila teman tengok staf2 yg pegi tu..semua rileks je...takde mende nak takut...selalunya patient2 psikiatri ni kebanyakannnya stabil...sekali dua je dpt yg amuk bawak parang begitu...hehehe...
Komuniti psikiatri ni adalah satu team di bawah jabatan psikiatri yg mana team ni akan menziarah pesakit2 yg disahkan stabil di rumah & memberi rawatan kepada pesakit2 ni di rumah mereka...Team ni agak besar- ada doktor, misi, paramedik, kaunselor, psikologis & terapis carakerja...selalunya pesakit2 ni ada masalah utk dtg ke klinik (masalah kenderaan etc), jadinya utk mengelakkan drp mereka tertinggal rawatan, team psikiatri komuniti ni sedia berkhidmat utk pesakit2 :)
Teman ingat lagi 1st time teman ikut mereka naik van, misi2 dan paramedik2 semuanya lawa2 & hensem pakai baju jalan2...tak pakai uniform pun...tujuannya utk mengelakkan stigma daripada jiran2...apa pulak org kata nanti ye..kalau sekali seminggu ada misi dtg rumah bagi ubat....nampak sgt ada penyakit tak stabil...teman mengangguk senyum...betul jugak ye...
Kitorg pegi nak dekat 5 rumah jugak haritu....pengalaman dgn patient tak payah cerita lah..mmg kelakar....ada yg sampai marah teman sbb tak lahirkan lagi anaknya setelah 7 tahun mengandung...tapi apa yg teman nak cerita dekat sini adalah kegigihan team komuniti psikiatri ni dlm memberikan yg terbaik utk pesakit2 mereka...mula2 teman ingatkan tugas mereka sekadar memberi ubat suntikan, top up ubat2 pil...tapi rupa2nya mereka lakukan lebih 100 000000xxx daripada tu :)
Sesampainya di rumah pesakit, deme akan bersihkan sikit apa2 yg patut...kadang2 sampai buat gotong royong bersihkan rumah pesakit...semak samun, lalang semua di tebas...barang2 tak berguna, sampah semua dibuang...
Lepastu hehe..masa utk menyolek pesakit..hehe...capailah apa yg ada...kalau ada sikat, disikatnya rambut elok2...diikat kemas2..kekadang kalau pesakit belum mandi, deme akan suruh pesakit mandi dulu, lepastu lagi best bersolek..
Kalau pesakit nampak agak serabai, rambut, kuku dah panjang, deme lagi seronok..abih semua dibersihkan :)
Yeahh, adik paramedik kita dah mula mencukur misai patient..
Okay, adik perempuan terapis carakerja pun dah mula memotong kuku...
Sorang lagi adik paramedik menggunting rambut pesakit :)
Lepas dah siap semua tu..deme akan sama2 pastikan ubat patient cukup sehingga lawatan selanjutnya...dan untuk memastikan patient mudah ingat nak makan ubat, mereka bersungguh2 buat carta macam ni supaya patient tak lupa :)
Hmmmm.....bagus takkk???? Teman sgt tersentuh masa tgk carta ni pertama kali...besaq tau...besaq kad manila tu...jadinya, kalau patient lupa atau degil nak makan ubat pun, kurang2nya kami boleh kesan le :)
Lepas dah selesai sebuah rumah..benda yg sama akan dibuat ke rumah seterusnya....so, kome boleh agak la betapa letihnya teman bila dah selesai semua rumah tu...tup tup, masa nak balik tu, teman tengok kitorg ambik jalan lain pulak...bukan ke arah hukm...teman tanya misi..'kita nak ke mana ni?'
'Nak pegi stesen bas kejap Dr, nak tolong carikan keje utk patient tadi tu'
Hah??tolong carikan keje utk patient??sampai mcmtu sekali u all berkhidmat utk patients ye :)) terharu benor le teman waktu tu...tapi teman terpikir pulak...nak cari keje apa?pemandu bas ke??hehe...bila sampai di sana baru le teman paham....nak dicarikan keje sbg cleaner sbb patient tu dah stabil dan perlu menyara diri sendiri....masa kat stesen bas tu, pegawai psikologi pulak yg main peranan hantar resume patient dan memberikan keyakinan pada majikan yg patient tu dah sihat dan stabil :)) suka teman...majikan pun nampak puas hati & takde masalah...rupa2nya sblm ni pun team komuniti psikiatri ni pernah hantar pesakit mereka utk bekerja di sana..dan rata2 pesakit2 tersebut semuanya bekerja dgn rajin, takde mengulor mcm sesetengah kita ni ;p
Ni gambar kami kat stesen bas tu...whole team of community psychiatry..muka puas hati sbb berjaya dptkan pekerjaan utk patient :)
On the way balik dari stesen bas tu, tetiba adik perempuan terapis carakerja tu tanya teman,' Esok Dr free?'
'Ada kelas esok, kenapa?You all ada nak pegi mana2 ke?'
'Ha'ah...nak bawak patient2 jalan2 tengok kilang roti'
Hah??bestnya!! tapi tak boleh ikut...huhu...'You all mmg selalu bawak patient jalan2 ke?'
'Selalu jugak Dr, dlm 2 minggu sekali...diorg pun takde siapa nak bawak jalan kan...daripada tak buat apa2, baik kami bawak jalan2..kurang2 diorang dapat rasa mcm org biasa...selalunya pegi dkt tempat yg diorg boleh belajar something la, Dr..'
Teman senyum lagi...banyak benor jasa mereka2 ni pd patient2 psikiatri hukm ni..mmg beruntung la pesakit2 psikiatri di sana...dah la mereka ni kreatif fikirkan mcm2 cara utk menghiburkan patient2 tu, buat pulak dgn hati yg ikhlas, muka yg manis, tak marah2 atau sekadar melepaskan batuk di tangga (betulkan pepatah teman ni ? hehe)...Moga Allah memberikan ganjaran berlipat2 kali ganda buat mereka semua :)
Balik je daripada home visit, teman masuk pula meeting dgn pihak polis..mereka bermesyuarat mcmmana nak handle pesakit2 psikiatri yg mengganas di rumah...apa caranya utk dibawa ke hospital etc...panjang jugak meetingnya...akhirnya mencapai kata sepakat dari kedua2 pihak polis dan kesihatan tentang cara2 nak handle aggressive patients...it's always nice kalau wujud kerjasama daripada 2 badan berbeza...sbb kepakaran kita berbeza, and we cant deny that we all need one another...
Teman balik ke rumah dgn hati yg riang haritu...akhirnya menjadi saksi kpd khidmat kesihatan yg betul2 berkualiti..kalau mcm ni lah taraf servis yg kita mampu berikan pada pesakit di seluruh negara, who's to doubt that we're a developed country?? :))
Ketua unit psikiatri komuniti sewaktu teman buat attachment tu adalah Allahyarhamah Prof Ruzanna Zam Zam...Beliaulah yg banyak memberikan idea dan perancangan utk team tersebut sehinggalah team komuniti tu betul2 berjaya...Bila beliau tak begitu sibuk, beliau juga turut serta dalam home visit utk menziarah patient2nya di rumah...Namun, prof sudah tiada pada hari ni...Ternyata Allah lebih menyayanginya dan telah menjemputnya pulang pangkuan Illahi pada awal tahun 2012 ni...
Teman ingat lagi sewaktu teman buat posting tu, arwah selalu batuk2...disangkanya batuk2 biasa...namun bila sudah berlarutan & dibuat x ray, barulah dikesan tompok2 putih yg kelihatan seperti kanser di paru2...setelah dibuat CT scan, arwah disahkan menghidap Kanser Ovari tahap ke-4, kerana telah pun merebak ke paru2...
Seperti yg kita semua agak, mesti arwah begitu terkejut waktu tu..kami hendak melawatnya, tapi prof memberitahu bahawa beliau tak mampu hendak melayan tetamu...prof kemudiannya mengambil mc untuk beberapa bulan...
Namun, setelah lebih kurang 4-5 bulan prof mengambil mc, beliau tiba2 sambung bekerja...beliau bukan saja setakat merawat patients, tapi jugak mengisi jadual beliau dgn memberi ceramah 'How To Lead a Happy Life' kepada staf2 kesihatan etc..
Prof ada juga dtg ke jabatan teman utk memberikan ceramahnya...diceritanya bagaimana pengalamannya sewaktu mendapat tahu beliau menghidap kanser...mmg terkejut, depressed dan sebagainya..sampai lah satu ketika Allah memberinya ilham, 'sampai bila aku nak macam ni?memang semua akan mati, tapi tak perlu lah kita sekadar menunggu mati itu tiba' ;)
Jadi sbb tu arwah kembali bekerja...diceritanya kepada kami bagaimana suaminya pada tiap2 tahun akan book flight utk berjalan2 di luar negara...tapi pada tahun itu, suaminya mcm tak tau nak buat apa...arwah memberitahu lembut kpd suaminya, tempah sajalah tiket itu, kalau ada rezeki, kita pergi sama2... ;) masa tu mmg airmata audience semua dah berderu2 mengalir...melihatkan seorang wanita yg sudah tahu ajalnya begitu dekat namun masih gagah bercakap di hadapan, memberikan semangat kpd org lain ;)
Di akhir kata-katanya, arwah memberitahu, 'Sebenarnya dari dulu saya tertanya2 kenapa Allah jadikan saya seorang psychiatrist...dan bukan kepakaran lain...lama saya fikir tapi saya tak pernah tahu jawapannya...tapi sekarang saya tahu...Allah jadikan saya seorang psychiatrist sbb Allah nak saya bersedia untuk hari ni...supaya kepakaran saya dlm memberi kaunseling & terapi kpd patients saya, dpt saya gunakan utk diri sendiri supaya saya tenang menghadapi hari2 akhir saya ini'
Ayat yg teman tak akan lupakan sampai bila2 insyaAllah...dan tiap2 kali teman ingat ayat ni, mesti hati teman tersentuh...ayat yg teman rasakan cukup matang, dari seorang yg tahu ajalnya akan tiba tak lama lagi...Selang 1-2 bulan dari ceramah tersebut, Allahyarhamah Prof Ruzanna Zam Zam meninggalkan kita pada 16/1/2012...namun legasinya tetap berterusan, khidmat komuniti psikiatri masih berjalan dan nama baik dan jasanya tetap menjadi ingatan...
Semoga Allah memberkati rohnya dan menempatkannya di kalangan para mukmin insyaAllah ;)
Al-fatihah...
Wasallam.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Apabila seorang ibu tidak mahu anaknya berjaya
Assalamualaikum wbt.
Pekabar pelawat en kambing sekalian...Lama rasanya tak menulih...Byk cerita sebenornya..tapi masa tidak begitu mengizinkan...ni pun teman curi masa sikit nak berceloteh..periksa teman udah dekat benor..lagi berapa hari aje lagi insyaAllah...lepastu lega la sikit kepala teman...lama benor dah teman membaca buku..tak terkata dah nak baca mcmmana lagi dah...huhu
Baru2 ni teman ambik cuti..saja nak ambik cuti supaya boleh study sendiri..tapi walaupun teman cuti, teman tetap pegi ke klinik...dengan tujuan boleh practice tengok patient..sbb exam teman yg minggu depan ni mmg practical pun...so lagi banyak tengok patient, lagi bagus la hendaknya insyaAllah...
Sesampainya teman di klinik, perut berkeroncong la pule..jadi teman singgah dekat kedai makan sebelah klinik teman tu...sedang teman makan nasi lemak sambal kerang kegemaran teman yang ummpphhh tu dtg sorang makcik berumur 60-an duduk semeja dengan teman...agaknya saja nak bersembang sambil makan kot...teman orait je..dah memang jenis suka bersembang pun..haha
Tapi bila teman perhati lama2...makcik ni sebenarnya dlm keadaan marah...sedih pun ada...mukanya mcm dlm keadaan bermasalah....jadiknya tidak le teman buka mulut dulu...teman tunggu makcik tu membuka bicara....ewah...
Betul tekaan teman, tak sampai 2 minit makcik tu tetiba cakap...
Makcik : Lama betul makcik menunggu kat klinik...Dari pukul 7.30 tadi...skrg dah pukul 10.30 pun belum ambil ubat dekat farmasi lagi...Nombor makcik 80, sekarang ni baru nombor 60.
Teman senyum simpati dan mengangguk kecil....
Makcik : Dah la rumah jauh...pagi tadi pukul 6.30 dah keluar...ni nak balik satlagi mesti jam ni....
Teman: Oh ye ke...rumah makcik dekat mana?
Makcik: Ampang....makcik bawak kereta sendiri pagi tadi...kalau nak ikutkan memang dah tak berani nak drive sorang2 dah tua2 ni...tapi apa nak buat....anak semua keje....pakcik pulak sakit kaki, gaut....abih tu, kena berani jugak la bawak kereta datang ke sini...
Makcik hirup sikit teh tarik nya...lepastu sambung lagi..."Makcik ni pun bukan la sihat sangat, mata tak terang, lutut tak kuat...tangan pun dah terketar2 ni ha...masuk gear pun kena tolak kuat2...maklum la, kereta lama.....hmmh...itu pun tadi jumpa Dr kat klinik tu, dia nak tambah ubat lagi..entah apanya nak ditambahkan...tak termakan dah makcik tua2 ni"
Teman angguk lagi....tak berkata apa2....suasana seolah2 tidak menggalakkan untuk teman berceloteh mcm biasa...jadi kami pun makan dlm keadaan senyap...sekali sekala makcik mengeluh kecil....
Selang beberapa minit, makcik bertanya lagi kepada teman...
Makcik: Dah kahwin?
Teman: Dah (senyum kecil)
Makcik: Dah ada anak?
Teman: Belum lagi (senyum lagi)
Makcik mengangguk....
Makcik: Entah la, kadang2 makcik pikir, bagus jugak kalau kita ada sorang anak yg tak berapa menjadi....Kurang2 ada jugak sorang yg boleh jaga kita dah tua2 ni...
Teman pandang makcik....tapi makcik tak pandang teman...seolah2 malu nak katakan apa yg tersirat dlm hatinya....
"Anak makcik berapa orang?"
"Empat...semua bekerja...sorang manager, sorang arkitek...semua menjadi..tapi yelah...bila dah bekerja tu, siapa la pulak nak menjaga mak ni...."
Makcik sambung lagi," Bukannya anak2 makcik tak ambik berat...semuanya bagus...hujung2 minggu semua balik....tiap2 malam semua telefon tanya khabar...tapi takat itu aje lah...yg susah payah hari2 ni,kita sorang aje lah yg tanggung..."
"Ini pun makcik saja tak nak bawak telefon..kalau tidak anak2 makcik mesti akan telefon tak henti2 risaukan makcik drive sorang2...tapi yelah...semuanya bekerja...susah nak ambik cuti semata2 nak bawak makcik ke klinik ni..."
"Baru2 ni ada makcik bersembang dengan jiran sebelah rumah...dia mengadu dgn makcik, anaknya jantan yg kecik tu asyik melepak aje kat rumah...kerja tak nak...apa pun tak nak...tengok tv aje kerjanya....makcik cakap dengan dia...jgn marahkan sgt budak tu...esok2 kau tengok la...budak tu la nanti yg dapat teman engkau kat rumah tu...kurang2 berteman kau sampai tua nanti..."
"Tuhan tu Maha Kaya...kalau anak kita tu tak berapa cerdik...tak berapa menjadi...ada la sebabnya tu...tak payah kita nak sibuk2 paksa dia belajar kuat2..."
Makcik sambung makan...pelan-pelan dia habiskan laksanya....
Tetiba dia berkata.."Tapi sebenarnya walaupun makcik kadang2 terpikir mcmtu, makcik tak sanggup nak berdoa pada Tuhan minta anak makcik tak menjadi...sebab makcik risau lepas makcik mati nanti, apa la nak jadi pada anak makcik tu....
Makcik pandang teman..matanya berair....teman mengangguk faham.....
Sucinya hati seorang ibu....dijaga dipeliharanya anak bagai menatang minyak yang penuh...pilu di hati diketepikan walau terguris....dan dalam keadaan susah payah, kesengangan dan kejayaan anaknya masih menjadi keutamaan...biar dirinya yang merana....asalkan anaknya bahagia...
Teman faham sangat apa yg dikatakan oleh makcik ni...selalu teman terpikir, apa guna teman belajar tinggi2 ilmu kedoktoran ni, kalau tak mampu berkhidmat utk mereka yg bersusah payah menghantar teman ke sekolah....tapi mampukah teman berada di sisi mereka setiap masa?setiap ketika? mana lagi dengan tanggungjawab kepada suami dan pekerjaan....atau adakah teman hanya akan menjadi sorang anak yg hanya akan menelefon bertanya khabar setiap malam? :'(
Wasallam.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
a sad but sweet day :')
Saturday, January 7, 2012
ideal situation? or not?
Monday, October 3, 2011
"Listen to me,Dr..I'm telling you something!"
Saturday, July 30, 2011
My 1st target for Ramadhan Kareem :)
He remembered his grandmother' s warning about praying on time:
'My son, you shouldn't leave prayer to this late time'.
His grandmother' s age was 70 but, whenever she heard the Adhan, she got up like an arrow and performed the Solat.
He, however could never win over his ego to get up and pray.
Whatever he did, his Solat was always the last to be offered and he prayed it quickly to get it in on time.
Thinking of this, he got up and realized that there were only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha'.
He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.
While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.
His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.
He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.
He had been at work all day and was tired, very tired.
He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.
He was sweating profusely. He looked around. It was very crowded.
Every direction he looked in was filled with people.
Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.
Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was. His heart was about to burst.
It was the Day of Judgment.
When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago.
Could this be something his mind made up?
No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.
The interrogation was still going on.
He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called. No one could answer him.
All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.
Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward. He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd. The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.
His head was bent down and his whole life was passing in front of his eyes like a movie.
He opened his eyes but saw only another world.
The people were all helping others.
He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his wealth in the way of Islam.
His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set while the other was being cleared.
He pleaded his case, 'I too was always on this path. I helped others. I spread the word of Allah. I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.'
'Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.'
'Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.'
He began to cry and think about how much he loved Allah.
He knew that whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.
His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision. At last, the decision was made.
The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands, turned to the crowd.
His legs felt like they were going to collapse. He closed his eyes as they began
To read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.
His name was read first.
He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn't be,
'How could I go to Jahannam? I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah
to others.'
His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.
The two angels took him by the arms.
As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward
the blazing flames of Jahannam.
He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.
He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur'an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.
The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.
They had gotten closer to the Hellfire.
He looked back and these were his last pleas.
Had not Rasulullah [PBUH] said, 'How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins?'
He began yelling, 'My prayers? My prayers? My prayers?'
The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.
The flames of the fire were burning his face.
He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.
One of the angels pushed him in.
He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.
He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.
He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.
He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, 'Who are you?'
The old man replied, 'I am your prayers.'
'Why are you so late?! I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the
last minute before I fell in.'
The old man smiled and shook his head, 'You always performed me at the
last minute, did you forget?'
At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat. He listened to the voices coming from outside.
He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha.
He got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.
Pass this on to your friends and family......
Maybe, you can help someone open their eyes.
And who knows?
Maybe, this is a good deed that can help you during The Day of Judgment. INSHA-ALLAH
فَإِذَا قَضَيۡتُمُ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ فَٱذۡڪُرُواْ ٱللَّهَ قِيَـٰمً۬ا وَقُعُودً۬ا وَعَلَىٰ جُنُوبِڪُمۡۚ فَإِذَا ٱطۡمَأۡنَنتُمۡ فَأَقِيمُواْ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَۚ إِنَّ ٱلصَّلَوٰةَ كَانَتۡ عَلَى ٱلۡمُؤۡمِنِينَ كِتَـٰبً۬ا مَّوۡقُوتً۬ا
"When ye have performed the act of worship, remember Allah, standing, sitting and reclining. And when ye are in safety, observe proper worship. Worship at fixed times hath been enjoined on the believers."[An-Nisa':103]
Semoga kita semua memperoleh kemenangan di Ramadhan ini ye :))
Wasallam.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
is it your call, or mine??
dan kita tertarik nak tanya pasal khunsa ni jugak la. kita selalu dengar pasal "transgenders" yang kata, kami lelaki tapi naluri kami perempuan. ada yang cakap,dulu diorang khunsa (ada dua kelamin) tapi mak bapak diorang yg decide untuk diorang sama ada jadikan anak mereka lelaki atau perempuan. kira macam mak abah silap percaturan la. jadi mereka seolah-olah salahkan parents diorang. jadi ada yang persoalankan, golongan ambiguus genitalia patut diberikan peluang untuk membesar sebelum ditentukan jantina mana yang diorang lebih cenderung. ini untuk elakkan kes macam ni la. macam dulu pun rasanya ada cerita zaman Rasullah s.a.w yang hamba tu wanita tapi boleh tidur dengan hamba wanita yang lain. kira bagi chance diorang besar dulu la before decide jantina.
jadi rasanya apa pendapat akak dalam kes ni? maybe soalan ni mcam nonsense dari pihak medical or professional, tapi sebagai orang yang curious dan langsung tak ada pape pengalaman dalam ilmu medical ni saya nak tahu jugak la pendapat pakar. hihi






