for 19 years of my living, abah is the one and only doctor in the house. whenever we were sick and feeling unease, abah will be the main reference for diseases. “abah, kenapa tangan ni naik bintik bintik? – abah, kaki ni sakit betul bila berjalan – abah, kenapa dekat bawah dagu ni macam ade sebutir bijik eh? – abah, sakit perut – abah, kenapa area pinggang belah kanan ni pedih bila tekan?”
so, abah will mention a lot of medical terms on disease
that i dont know how to spell and mention it all back to you. a very tough
tongue twister words. there are no such kampung terms abah will use like ‘demam
kuning, demam campak, sakit pinggang, cirit birit, batu karang’, none of those.
abah is very busy as being a doctor means you have to
sacrifice your times to save people's life that suppose to be spent with your family or sleeping on
the bed or go travel around the world. it is an
honourable job but for sure tiring. we could see abah’s face less than four
hours a day. he has to leave for hospital at the morning and will come home at
unpredictable time, maybe evening, midnight or the next morning.
eventhough abah’s working condition might seems scary to
normal people like us, but it seems awesome to my paranormal sisters haha
because they kept a wonderful and fascinate dream of being a doctor. until now
i dont understand why they want to be one.
so, now, when i am about in my early 20 (ecece menyampah :), after many years pursuing their study hectically
at the oversea universities, my sisters and a brother in law start their new
day as a doctor. all i can say is they are all massively screwed. they came
home with Panda eyes and incredibly seem exhausted. we have to cook many times
a day as there will be starving doctors coming home, all at unpredictable times
as well.
it is just like, you just saw them when you came out from
your room. after a second, they were all gone, out of nowhere. absolutely like
chipsmores. do you know what it seems like when all my family members are
gathering at the dining table? normal families may discuss about the economy,
social inequalities, children problem, political issues etc but not my family.
come on, we have four doctors at the table and they are
all discussing about diseases and patient, blood and nerves, heart and all-medical-terms-that-i
–never-know-how-to-pronounce. normal people like my mother, my brothers, my
youngest sister and i will only listen to them without even understand what are
they talking about. we just keep our mouth shut and eat while imagining about
bloody thing and disease. erghh. not a great view.
well, ultimately i am grateful enough for having a
magnificient and dazzling family.
alhamdulillah :)
thanks to them for giving a creepy sight of being a
doctor, so i’ve decided i want to be a teacher just like my mom, and not a
doctor like my father. hahaha i think having four doctors in my family is more
than enough as my youngest sister has now keep an ambitious dream of being a
doctor too. =,= i could never understand their thoughts, really.





