Sunday, 15 August 2010

is anyone going to the antibiotic workshop thingy in malacca on 29-31 october?

Monday, 9 August 2010

I miss you guys. I dont want to go back into work tomorrow.

Funny thing how things I thought I'd most enjoy were a little overrated, and contentment and the flashes of pure happy excitement were where I didnt even think about.

Probably a bit too utopiac to wish to work with you guys. But I missed this. The day to day ease with people you can be crazy with. Maybe down the line we'd be at each others' throats. But the laughing (not all but most) was so easy.

Thanks 1787. You love all of us so much.

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

You gave me the wrong drug.

"You gave me the wrong drug!"

When I heard that, my heart just dropped to my stomach, and I panicked for a little while.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, you told me to take half a tablet but the doctor said one tablet."

I read the doctor's snide writing.

Patient is on 25 mg ABC not 12.5mg ABC. Told by pharmacist to take 12.5.

Then I got incredibly irritated.

I took out both strength of drugs and asked the patient to identify it for me. Surprise surprise. We gave him the 50 mg strength of ABC. Well duh! 1/2 tablet of ABC is 25 mg, No?

Then I wrote back on his case notes and gave the patient a hard time about not even knowing his medication. Gave him an earful before I finally let him go back to the doctor.

Patients are idiots. That's why doctors shouldn't listen to them.


Saturday, 3 July 2010

i'm so boreeeed. with the job. anticoagulation is a narrow spectrum in more ways than one.

diabetes. is not much better. when 80% of dm patients are more concerned about diet than medicine DO I LOOK LIKE A DIETICIAN TO YOU.

by the way. can anyone find out whether monavie juice ('a mouthwatering blend of 19 body-beneficial fruits and AçaVie—the purest, most potent form of açai available.') helps cure diabetes. cos i was having a discussion with a patient whose blood glucose went up after taking one glass daily so she cut it down to half a glass. and she still thinks it will cure her diabetes and i said ok i'll read up on it and no, direct selling testimonials are not part of ebm. how? visit 2 is next week. i'm not trained for this shit.

hornbill texted me this week to say there's an anticoagulation mtac course in kch the week after perhentian and that she's going. thing is, my westmalaysianmalay boss, after sending let's say, the paeds clinical pharmacist to a 2-week dmtac course, and a store opd ppf to a 6-month aseptic formulations course, among others, and was made fun of at the state management meeting for his management style, now thinks state-trained courses are stupid and ineffective and not worth the time/ money, and is waiting for the penang anticoagulation clinic course to open, whereby he will send the female medical clinical pharmacist for it.

and the nadi course? how at every meeting we ask him who he's going to send, and he keeps not answering, and really, it's getting so obvious that he's going to send himself. which would be fine, too, because he's the boss and we could all hope for him to come back and do dmtac himself, but ha ha.

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

You know how you get those patients who ask you for antibiotics because they say they want to keep it just for emergency, and if they feel unwell, they get to pop one of those magic little pills in and Ta-Da! They are well again.

Usually I will roll my eyes and say No, and then they give you a WTF, this pharmacist don't know anything look.

My mom did that to me today. Well not the last part. She asked me for some antibiotics to give to my dog. To which I got really irritated and gave a resounding NO, I'm not going to give antibiotics just so you can give him when he looks unwell. If he looks sick, send him to a vet, I'll pay for it.

And she gave that laugh of hers which means she is still gonna do it anyway. I am going to go through the medicine cabinet when i get home and throw away all the antibiotics that I see.

This is annoying I tell you.

Friday, 4 June 2010

I go to mandarin classes, yoga classes and dance classes during my weekdays.

On my weekends, I go hill-walking and I want to start badminton.

I am trying to learn stupid Italian.

I am trying to learn my OTC stuff at the same time.

I have realized that I am doing all these in order to feel something.

And it scares me that I don't feel anything at all.

Wednesday, 2 June 2010

I hate chinese patients!

I was gonna rant about world's rudest patient. But I ran out of steam. Damn.

Anyway, long story short, I can't speak chinese. Everybody knows that.

That patient knows that. So?

And I was doing something else also and I didn't dispense his medication to him. For the 15 mins that he was waiting there at the pharmacy, he spoke at the top of his voice about how I was useless for not being able to speak chinese, and it just went on and on. And this was totally uncalled for. I didn't provoke him. So I don't know what the fuck was his fucking problem. I was there and he spoke chinese and called me useless and all sort of other names right in front of me.

And he also can speak english. So my colleague tried to tactfully tell him that he was being rude. So he used this as a conversation starter. Colleague said: your english is not bad. Idiotic patient then replies in chinese of course : It's not as good as her english but she don't know any chinese at all, what for? So useless.

And that's why my friend, I think I am going to give up the chinese language for good. Who the fuck cares? I say asshole chinese people should be stamped out like the cocky little vermins they are.

Oh by the way, patient is a he/she because he's a fat dude with man boobs with a girl's voice and a girl's face. (*it had to be said! ) and that bloody asshole is our age. If he was like 80, I would so totally get it. But he's not.

Don't you just love these little moments that ruins your entire day?