Suspended

Just got my facebook account suspended.
GREAT!

HUHUHUHHUHU..
that means i can't play farmville and my crops will wither when i able to open my account.. sigh..



The problem is, the computer can't display the security code. so no matter how i tried to recover the account, it will always stuck in the same problem.. hhuhuh..

i wonder how many days it will take for the 'temporarily suspended' account to be deactivated..

hmm..



it's not easy to be me..

Uh oh..

Uh oh. akhirnya badan ini tewas juga.

Bulan ini sudah janji sama diri sendiri, "Pokoknya gw ga boleh sakit dan ga akan sakit!" Yep. My own promise to myself.

Kenapa?

Karena bulan in banyak aktivitas seru.

1. Bulan ini magang di divisi uroginekologi. Dengan ppds dan trainee2 yang baik banget dan prof yang baeeeek banget.. konsulen2 lainnya juga baik2 banget sama gw. disini gw dianggap sebagai pengamat: ikut kuliah ppds, ikut kerja poli, ikut lihat operasi dan ngga boleh ada yang ngasih gw kerjaan. Jadi gw totally sedot ilmu bulan ini. gw bener2 suka karena tanpa beban dan tugas2 aneh yang ngga jelas harus gw googling dimana. gw juga bisa lihat TVH, kasus2 aneh bahkan yang simple kaya gimana caranya masang pesarium.

2. Jadi MC. Tiba2 H-2 seminar vein and lymph symposium diminta jadi MC. seumurrrrrr hidup ngga pernah ngeMC tiba2 dimintain tolong. WOW. ahahaha. padahal sih gw celamitan banget ngomongnya. tapi buat gw selain kerja bareng sama temen2 di seminar GOLDEN, ini jadi sarana latihan dan pengalaman yang menyenangkan banget buat gw.

3. Hunting Besar Pusdok, pelantikan angkatan SKANDAL. Yep. gw tahu gw uda tuaaaa banget untuk ikut acara2 anak SMA kaya gini. tapi sekali lo masuk pusdok ya seumur hidup lo tetep pusdok. menyenangkan sekali bisa ketemu sama orang2 yang punya interest sama dengan lo. mereka masih muda. mereka punya kamera yang bagus-bagus. mereka punya talent. tinggal gimana ngasahnya aja biar ngga sekedar jadi hobi mahal.

4. Workshop Capoeira Cordao de Ouro, Prepara Pronto VAI. yang ini bener2 sudah ditunggu-tunggu. gw sih jujur saja sangat kecewa pas denger kita ngga jadi batisado e troca de cordao bulan ini. amat sangaat kecewa, apalagi pas tahu kenapa-nya. tapi osso ngga putus semangat sampai disitu. dengan diskusi hebat akhirnya kita bisa bikin papa leguas mau dateng dan sharing ilmu walaupun cuma 5 hari. weekend kemarin benar2 menyenangkan. adrenalin rasanya tinggi terus. gerakan sederhana kaya ginga dimodifikasi supaya tidak membosankan. belum lagi kita belajar detail sequence langsung dari papa.

Nah, pas workshop hari sabtu, di antara rasa cape dan excited workshop tulang2 terasa sakit, tenggorok nyeri dan meriang riang demam. paracetamol, asam mefenamat dan troches cukup mengatasi keluhan selama 6 jam. jadi setiap efek obat habis badan ngilu lagi. uda gitu dengan semangat 2 hari kemarin nyanyi dengan full power. habislah suara gw.

pagi ini, jam setengah empat pagi, gw terbangun dengan rasa nyeri yang amat di tenggorok. mama yang kebetulan lagi inspeksi menemukan anaknya sedang duduk di kasur membongkar koleksi obat-obatan. langsung dihajar mama pakai pct, as. mefe, troches, metilprednisolon, dexteem, cipro, obh. dan digosokin pake vicks. padahal di saat yang sama mama lagi sakit.

pulang dari korea lutut mama sakit. terus ga bisa jalan. abis itu mama demam dan lemes. sudah kira2 seminggu lebih. trombosit turun. DBD kah? tapi kata papa tadi mama kena chikungunya. yang kata orang itu flu tulang. ngga bahaya, tapi sangat mengganggu.

mam, get well soon. we miss your laughter and your joy.
me, get well soon. supaya bisa capoeira'an lagi.

hari ini papa leguas pulang. oh apakah masih ada tenaga untuk pergi ke bulungan malam ini? apa ada yang bisa nemenin mama yang sakit malam ini? apa bisa ketemu papa tahun depan?

OSH! SEMANGAT!! kerjain tugas! belajar! capoeira! belajar spanish dan portuguese! sayangin mama!

gw ga boleh sakit! gw akan sembuh.

Amin ya ALLAH.. Maha memiliki jiwa dan raga ini.. berikanlah aku kesembuhan. berikanlah aku kesehatan.


it's not easy to be me..

Homesick

Hari ini homesick. Lagi. LOL.

Sebenernya ngga kemana-mana. hanya ke kampus, ke markas dan ngerjain tugas-tugas baik mendadak maupun yang biasa. Tapi entah kenapa rasanya lebih menyenangkan mengerjakan di rumah.

Gw disini merasa seperti hanya absen saja. Asal muka gw kelihatan pada waktu yang tepat dan hilang disaat yang tepat. Kalau tiba2 dibutuhkan harus selalu ada dan bekerja sigap dan pantang menyerah.

Kalau di rumah, ngerjain tugas bisa sambil di kasur, kalau laper tinggal ambil makanan, kalau cape bisa tidur, kalau mau donload tinggal online, kalau mau ngeprint tinggal print. Ah semua fasilitas ada di rumaaah..

Belom lagi di hidup gw abis minimal 2-3 jam perhari di jalan. Untuk macet. kalau bisa berangkat pagi dan pulang sebelum jam3 sih enak banget. jadi kira2 hanya 1,5 jam di jalan. belom bensinnya. belom capenya. belom bosennya.

Ya ampun posting gw ini isinya hanya mengeluh saja. CKckckckckc..

Gw pengen pulaaaaaaang..

it's not easy to be me..

Mulai malas

Gawat nih gw uda mulai malas magang.. Yah mungkin bukan cuma gw aja sih yang mengalami masa2 kaya gini. Bingung juga apa mau diterusin apa engga.

Di satu sisi gw masih pengen jadi obsgyn. Tapi disisi lain gw juga pengen punya kehidupan di luar rumah sakit. I never really like hospital anyway.

Kalau gw lepas magang, berarti gw melepas obsgyn. Ah susah juga ya. Masih dalam tahap pencarian jati diri nih. Mau kerja apa juga masih bingung. hmm..

it's not easy to be me..

Mencari Jurnal

Satu kalimat: jurnal itu mahal.

Kalimat itu tercetus di pikiran saat sedang mencari jurnal untuk tugas magang gw. Ya ampuuun, masa satu jurnal aja 30an $ sih? hhhh bukannya gw ga menghargai kerja keras orang yang bikin jurnal, tapi kalau untuk dapet ilmunya kita (yang baru lulus tapi belum punya penghasilan ini) harus bayar semahal itu yaaa susah juga.

Sisi positif dari pencarian ini adalah gw jadi tahu mana jurnal yang gratis dan mana yang bayar. lol.

Yuk cari lagi. Waktunya ngga banyak.

Residence

When i'm here, in malaga, I stayed in a student residency.



It's in:
Residencia Universitaria "Alberto Jimenez Fraud"
Plaza De Jose Bergamin, No 6 - 29007 - Malaga, Spain

Its a very good place to stay. My residence has 3 bedrooms, 2 of them located downstairs, 1 toilet and 1 bathroom, a kitchen and a living room.




I need to modify some things here, like put a curtain on the window, cleaning the floor and put my mother's bed sheet on the bed. After that, its a home sweet home for a month.

Day 24

Oh my, it's already day 24 i'm staying in spain.

it's still felt like a dream though, lol.

I woke up at 9 this morning. And i have to force myself to wake up because last night i stayed at the residence library since 3 am to 6 am. So, it was very hard to wake up.

I went to the hospital around 11 am (lol, very late!) and when i arrived, my doctor is reading the patient record. But his nurse said, '!pasa, pasa!' so i came in and sit next to him.

Not much new thing that i studied today, i just see some post operative check up for cancer, polip, and granuloma from laparoscopic wound. I did some help too when senora lucia is not in her place. Its just to make me feel like home. And surprisingly he gave me a pen. =)

I finished hospital around 1 pm. After took some breads from the table (it's bread from a patient, but i can't eat it since i'm fasting), i walk back home.

I stopped at the supermercado and buy some water then i took the bus 14 and went to centro. This is the first time I go by myself. Sometimes is good, because going alone means force me to remember the way.

I was sooo happy when i reached the bookstore. Libreria luces, its located in Alameda principal. i spent 1 hour there, looking at every books, checking the price, and comparing one book to another. I saw book about Bali-Lombok (lonely planet) and a book about Yakarta. i almost buy the yakarta book. No reason, i just want to see a book about Indonesia in a different language. But then i reconsider to buy it because its too expensive for a small book (8 euro).





Then i walked outside, felt very happy, with a spanish dictionary, malaga tour-guide book, and a harry potter book. yes, its weird but since i have the Indonesian and English copy of this harry potter i guess i can read it.

I just strolled a little after that then i decided to go home. At the bus, i met a moslem woman, she sat next to me, and i tried to talk with her. She can only speak little English like the almost every other Spanish, but i managed to communicate and asked the mosque location.

At around 5 pm I arrived at home. Nobody's home and that's not weird. I guess everybody's at the beach. I went down to my room and start online. Not much i did, just looking at Train video, fb and sending some emails. I was very very hungry around 8 pm. But the fasting time is one hour left. Patient dear,, patient..

The other arrived home around 9. Just the time i finished eating pasta for my fasting-dinner. After some talking, i went down to my room and go to bed.

I'm so happy because finally i can go to the book store. =)

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!hola!

Greetings from Malaga!

I'm in my room right now. alone. everyone is at the Malagueta beach right now. but i pass because i want to see urgente maternidade tomorrow and i need some rest. i was just breaking the fasting with milk, somekinda pudding and orange juice. i think it's quite enough until i find another food,lol.

It's been 9 days since i arrived here. time goes by so fast. i still can't believe this. i went to the feria 2 times, to 4 beach and not to mention the supermarket. lol.

i will tell you about the beach and the hospital in another story.

Like a Dream

Sunday, August 15^th, 2010 18.30 Jakarta time

I’m on the plane right now. Still feels like a dream. My license exam. Going to Spain. Everything. I’m on Cathay Pasific now. 16 C. Aisle. CX 776 to Hong Kong.

It’s only been 3 hours, but I feel so exhausted now. Lack of sleep and now, after queueing for 1 hour to check-in in Soekarno Hatta airport, fiskal, imigration, sad-saying-goodbye with my family, I’m sitting alone, 38.000 km above the sea, 657 km from Hong Kong. Alone. No one to talk to. Not even the girl next to me since she felt asleep right after she sat.

Silly eh, hundreds km from home and I feel homesick already. I miss my warm bed, hot tea, arin kiki mama papa devri. But I still have days to go. And now, I’m above the South China Sea.

Suddenly I asked myself stupid things. Why am I doing this? Go alone far away from home. Away from my comfort zone.

I finally break my fasting. One hour before 6 o’clock Jakarta time. It’s already 6 pm in Hong Kong but my watch still shows 5 pm. I’m between the feeling to still having my fasting and the urge for eating. I got a heart burn. I guess its GERD. I feel the acid.

The light is off now. I sleep for a while. Sleppy but can’t sleep is suffering. 49 minutes left to Hong Kong. Well, let’s try to sleep again.

NB: You have to order Muslim-meal at least 20 hours before check-in. Not when you’re check-in.

Another note: aisle is good. But not when the person in the window seat closed the window.