Sunday, May 2, 2010
I could shout out loud here in my room. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! After two years and almost three months of being away, now I am going home.
| Flight | Departure | Arrival | Stops | Duration | Aircraft | Select your flight Economy |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| CX742 | RUH 21:55 | HKG 13:15 +1 | 1 | 13:50 | 330 | |
| CX919 | HKG 14:45 +1 | MNL 16:45 +1 | 0 | 773 |
For the last days I wasn't sure if I could leave today because of some problems with my expired Iqama (resident permit). However, God has always been so good to me and I'm thanking him for that. With prayers and faith, nothing is impossible.
I am so excited that I could almost smell Manila's air. lol. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Can't help worrying about the COE that they'll issue. For heaven's sake! I didn't commit a crime or violated any rule. I don't have any plans of coming back here. Not even if they'll be omitting that phrase. I worked diligently for more than two years and this is what I get? I could have it falsified in Recto but I cannot lie to myself. Faking it would not erase the fact that I was treated unfairly. Not only me, also the people who already left and will soon be leaving.
I told our head nurse that I will not be making a big deal out of it only if they could support the statement with a valid reason. An article of the "Saudi Labor Law" perhaps that states it is legally acceptable? This is the most hateful part, according to her, there isn't really any valid reason. The medical director just feel like putting it. Haha! Where is justice?
This is what's bothering me.
What's gonna be playing in your mind if you happen to read a COE that states something like this:
SHE IS NOT ALLOWED TO COME BACK IN SAUDI ARABIA FOR THE DURATION OF TWO YEARS?
What the effin hell?
Sunday, March 7, 2010
If the pre-requisite of going to heaven will be passing a temper test, I'm afraid I'm not gonna make it. Thanks God it isn't because I just failed one today.
Phone rings...
me: Yes, hello?
cashier: Yes, hello emdyey..do you know how much this fucicort is?
me: I don't know but you can refer to the system.
cashier: But the system is not working.
me: Ok, refer then to the box.
cashier: Emdyey the system is not working.
me: Cashier, yes I know that the system is not working. That is why I'm telling you to look at the box. The price is there. (starting to get annoyed)
cashier: Yes, so how much is this?
me: (What the heck?! eeerrr.....is really getting annoyed. was my instruction hard to understand?Didn't she hear what I just said.) Listen to me, You are asking for the price right?
cashier: Yes.
me: The system is not working right?
cashier: Yes.
me: So, look at the box of that medicine there you will see the price, got it?
cashier: I don't know.
me: Cashier, just look at the box! errrrrrrrrrr ok ok I will go there.
Little did I know, she didn't have the medicine with her. When I asked her to hand me over the medicine so we could both look at the price, she said she doesn't have it. It was like I suddenly got hypertensive and unconsciously raised my voice.
"Why didn't you tell me that you don't have it? You should have told me right away so I could have done something about it!"
There, I lost my temper. It was so shameful because a patient overheard us arguing. That patient suddenly interrupted us and started to explain that she only needed to compare the price. Unfortunately, I have this very strong feeling that she's gonna be my patient tomorrow. Errrrr!..What a shame.
It is so inexcusable for her not to remember the price of a certain medicine knowing that she encounters it everyday. This is the same cashier that reported me to the manager because according to her I didn't help her look for the price of a certain laboratory procedure. See how irritating? She's the cashier and yet she expected me to know the price for her? Isn't it her sole responsibility? Everyday she has a lot of flaws and she never learn her lesson. What a lame-o.
I've been here for exactly two years and one month and I never got used of the capacity (both cranial and attitude) of the people belonging to race other than mine. And I think, I am soooooo not going to be used to it. Its not that I am a racist. I am not a racist. Well ok I admit it, I mean let's admit it. Everyone of us regardless of race tend to judge other people but it doesn't necessarily mean that he/she is a racist. There are just situations that it is inevitable to judge others.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
One major factor that I have been in hiatus for the past months is because I don't want to make this blog an emo one. However I just can't help it. There are just stuffs that I can't resist to whine about. I thought I would be in the Philippines in less than a month and yet here I am in this place where I'm longing to leave. I just gave in to the elder's (our medical director) will for it will just make my heart bleed and my ears rant impatiently to hear their excuses for not having new nurses as a replacement.
1. First in line is Pan. We were having this "cold war" for as long as I can remember. I'm getting use of not talking or even looking at her and I think its better. As a matter of fact I am getting good at it.
2. Delegation of work is obviously wrong. I don't want to believe that it is only me whom they can trust it is so b*llshit!
3. Our head nurse is so damn selfish. She's nothing compared to my previous head nurse/friend Mama Ellen.
4. I'm tired of wearing our black cloak every time we go out.
5. I can't concentrate on those figures and monthly inventory that I'm assigned to because my work mates are so noisy talking nonsense at the nurse station, that includes our head nurse.
6. The management is becoming too nosy with everybody and just kicked most of the receptionists. replacing them with "Cockroaches".They get numerous each day and it suffocates me, both their bad odor and their hollow brains that seems not to have the ability to comprehend even the simplest of instructions.
7. My skin is a huge disaster primarily due to the very dry climate. No matter how often I put lotion and creams on my my entire body it just wouldn't work. Imagine how hard it is to put a nivea cream? The one in a blue round can. It is like a battle and I get exhausted right after. Maybe nivea should develop this cream into an easy-to-spread consistency. Nevertheless, i'm sticking to it because its the best product here that combats extreme dryness like el-nino.
8.meager income.
9. I'm fed up of babysitting forcedly every Thursday. No offense or disrespect to my colleague/closed friend but oh yes I'm really fed up! On weekdays I go to work for 8 hours and during Thursdays its supposed to be only 6 hours yet I am like working for 2 shifts which is equivalent to 12 hours. How I miss those Thursdays that I can have the liberty and comfort of my bed right after a long and tiring week.
10, In relation to number 9, I am also fed up of being forced to do her three kid's homeworks/projects. I am glad to be of help but to force me to do such tasks despite my full laser bookings is really annoying. I can barely take a little rest and yet there is somebody who's been nagging me to start the homework, so ridiculous. She's letting me to do these because she said they do not have and internet connection at home and she knows little about computer. I was so pissed off when I learned that they already have a connection but they can't even do the homeworks their selves. And what are they doing instead? She even told me confidently that they're so hooked playing at barbie.com. What is pathetic is that I cannot complain for surely she'll get offended.
Quite a list huh?..Sorry for that blog. Just needed to whine at times.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
"Doctor, ayoko ng resulta nito nagmukha akong Filipina!"
Nanlaki talaga ang mga mata namin sa racist remark ng isang pasyente. Lahat kami kumulo ang dugo at kung pwede nga lang sabunutan namin siyang lahat ay nagawa na namin. Pero siyempre bukod sa dapat propesyonal ay nasa bansa pa kami na isang maling kibot mo maaaring buhay ang katapat. Sabi nga ng isang nandoon, ang sarap nya sabihan ng:
"P***** *** mo! Kaya ka nga nandito't nagpapaayos ng mukha dahil ang pangit mo! Puro kulubot na nga 'yang balat mo."
At dahil di rin naman kami mahilig magmura, walang kahit sinong umimik. Tanging malamig na pakikitungo na lamang ang naging ganti matapos ang isang di-kanais-nais na tagpo.
Truth is, nakakainis isipin na may mga lahing napakataas ang tingin sa mga sarili. Kung bakit ba kasi nauso diskriminasyon sa pagitan ng itim at puti, sa muslim at kristiyano, sa may asul na mata at sa itim na mata, sa kulot at sa tuwid o maging sa kumakain ng tinapay at kumakain ng kanin?
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
When I was younger I used to argue a lot. I didn't let anybody out-win me in any argumentation may it be a simple or a complex topic. There was a certain pain in my ego if I couldn't reason out. Mind you, I used to cry on my own whenever I wasn't understood by others.
As I grew older, I got tired of arguing. I became this easy to talk to lass. Whatever you want and if i believe it won't compromise me, i easily agree. Does it mean I am waving my white flag whenever I give in to other people's word? No, I refuse to believe it. Maybe I just lost my patience in long talks. I am opinionated yet I know now how to respect other's belief. That's your belief? Then fine, so be it. I won't bother myself in changing what you firmly believe no matter how sure I am that I am the one who's right. Well, I think it is better if you find the truth yourself rather than someone would force you to impart something.
Now, my 30 might increase to 63. I have talked to our Medical Director and he seemed very persistent that I should extend until the new nurses arrive. Claudine was right when she said that she won't be surprised if I extended. She knew very well that I hate to argue so sooner or later I might give in. Indi was right as well. I should have followed him when he told me to stop expecting.
Oh boy! As I am typing this, that "might" just turned to a "will". My 30 will increase to 62. I consulted my parents regarding this extension and they said its alright. They think it would better rather than insisting to go and then no one knows what the management would do about my refusal. We heard some stories about employees who were accused of something they didn't commit which resulted in not granting their due rewards. Worst case scenario will be imprisonment, an obvious injustice.
Am I becoming so whimsical in decision making? Anyway, I guess 62 days will pass hastily...well it must.
62.
Monday, March 1, 2010
This room will never be the same again. It is somehow odd not seeing her before I retire to bed. No one will force me to send a gift at farmville, nobody will yell at me by my full name whenever I fail to eat right away and there will be no one to listen to me when I have a lot to say. I will surely miss my room mate Gretchen. I'm also gonna miss Claudine.
As far as I am concern and if God permits, I'll be home soon in a matter or 31 days. Shall I say let the countdown begin now? A friend of mine once(?) said that I'll only be giving myself a heartache by expecting that I can go at the end of March. It is not even final yet and I do not have a ticket. I still have to talk to the admin regarding this matter. I hate it! Why do I have to explain?..My contract had ended already and I will be extending for a month without them even asking me to do so. Wouldn't they just say thank you and allow me to leave? Nevertheless, I will still begin my countdown today.... Thirty one.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
It is unfathomable for my mind that people who cares nothing but their selves exist. How can they endure a suffering and choose not to care which in fact they could have done something about it. Well, Why am I wondering in the first place? As I've said they care nothing but their selves. I just wish I never met them.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream he said
The one that makes me laugh he said
And threw his arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I promise you I promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you
Nagising ako sa mahinang kanta ni Indi. Akala ko alarm 'yun para sa pag-inom ko ng gamot, si madir pala tumatawag.
madir: kumusta na?..
ako: hindi ok ma..
madir: bakit napano ka?
ako: mama magwa-1 week na akong may GERD napakasakit. ang hirap hirap..di ako makakain ng maayos, mahirap huminga, konting galaw masakit, pag nakahiga mas masakit kaya mukha akong adik kulang sa tulog. mama ko ang sakit sakit talaga huwaaaaaaaaaa...sinugod nga ako sa ER noong sabado kasi naiyak na talaga ako sa sobrang sakit. pero slight lang yung iyak ko mama ha kasi nakakahiya e wa poise..at chaka iiyak na nga lang ako may nakakakadagdag pa ng sakit kaya wag na lang umiyak diba? pero promise mama super mega over sakit. :((
Actually hindi ko nasabi yan, eto talaga ang nangyari:
madir: kumusta na?..
ako: ok lang ako ma..
madir: bakasyon nyo na?
ako: opo
madir: bakit ang hina ng boses mo nak, lakasan mo naman konti?
ako: tulog pa po si Ezzie e (palusot)
madir: Ok...eto si papa kakausapin ka raw..
padir: anak miss na kita bakit di ka nagreply nagtext ako sayo nung friday.
ako: i miss you too pa, eh wala naman po akong nareceive e.
padir: ay nagtxt ako.
ako: wala po talaga.
padir: bakit matamlay ka?
ako: wala naman po.
padir: may boyfriend ka na ba diyan?
ako: wala po no. (hindi nila alam na may boyfriend ako at sa chat ko lang nakilala ni hindi pa
nakikita, di nila maiintindhan yun, pano ko ipapaliwanag, kaya wala na lang..)
padir: ah kaya ka siguro matamlay hahaha..
ako: hahahaha pasaway ka pa!
Pinigil ko ang sarili kong tumawag sa Pinas nitong mga nakaraang araw.
Magaling si madir, sa boses ko pa lang alam niya kung may problema.
Ayokong mag-alala sila, ayokong tumaas ang blood pressure niya pag nalamang hindi ako ok.
Ngayon ko napatunayan na mahirap pala talaga magkasakit nang malayo sa pamilya.
Hindi naman talaga ako iyakin, at hindi rin emo pero tinamaan ako!
Nagana pa pala ang lacrimal glands ko na akala ko naglaho na.
Napaiyak ako noong nakaraang sabado.
Naiyak ako sa pisikal na sakit dulot ng GERD na ito,
ngunit mas nakakaiyak ang sakit na dulot ng pagkalayo sa pamilya ko.
Oo naawa ako sa sarili ko.
Gustuhin ko mang yakapin si madir maibsan man lang ang sakit pero papaano?
Gusto kong hilutin ni padir. Para kasi siyang may magic, kapag may lagnat ako noon, gumagaling agad ako kapag nahilot nya.
Kung dadaing ako paniguradong magpapanic sila. Ayoko. Tama ng ako lang ang nakakaalam.
Kaya fake a smile mj, fake a smile...or make it fake a laugh.
Pero natutuwa naman ako dahil sa kabila ng hirap na pinagdadaanan ko ngayon ay may nagpapasaya sa akin sa katauhan ni curacho. Sa kanya hindi ko kailangan ang "fake a smile". Patok sa akin mga patawa niya kahit pa simpleng smug smiley lang. Alam kaya niya na higit pa sa patawanin ako ang nagagawa niya sa buhay ko ngayon? Dahil kay curacho narealize ko na paramdam ito ni Big Bro. Tama siya. Medyo hindi na nga ako nakikipagkwentuhan ng masinsinan sa Kanya. Madalas tila "Hi, Hello, Bye" sabay tulog na lang ang ginagawa ko. Napabayaan ko na rin ang rosary na madalas kong hawak habang natutulog kahit pa hindi naman talaga ako nagrorosary. Alam ko nalaglag iyon sa kama pero dahil antok na, di ko man lang pinulot. At 3 weeks ago nang dalawin ko Siya ay hihikab-hikab ako at bahagya pang naiidlip. Nakakahiya ako. Big Bro..I'm so sorry..bati na tayo..
Big Bro babawi ako. At sayo rin Curacho babawi ako..paulanan kita ng shokoleyts pero in moderation lang ang pagkain mo ha..alam mo na masama rin yun diba?
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