Avicenna Camp 2006

Program:
Avicenna Camp 2006

Date:
10th March 1006 -12th March 2006

Indera Mahkota Campus IIUM
by;
Facilitator Team and SRC

Check it out!

The Catalyst- January edition

Salam to all... Azzahra invited me to this 'room'. hmm, interesting.

I just want to promote the January edition of 'The Catalyst'. For those who don't know yet, it's already out and most of the copies have been sold. If you would like to obtain a copy, please contact Zaim or Nurul Huda Saleha. It's quite an interesting issue, if i say so myself ;p

Anyone who wishes to contribute their writings or piece of news to be published in The Catalyst may submit it to Sis Nurul Huda or Zaim.

One more thing, it's always hard to find good, decent pics to put in the Catalyst to accompany the reports. With that, The Catalyst editorial board are willing to pay RM5 per person for every photos published in it, which are not from our very own photographer. Interesting offer? Why not take it up? More details will be given later.

Awla Mohd Azraai
2nd year

When losing your password?

Usually, I would save my password somewhere on the internet where I would be the only one who would be reading it again and again.

Somehow, it occured to me that I 've misplaced the password somewhere on the internet.

So I would type in my name on Yahoo.com "khairul" and my forgotten password "******".

Then, it showed.
My security and my internet.

:) Khairul (khairulorama@gmail.com)

Yah. one more thing!
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There's an InterMahallah Debating Championship

Click the link to go to our humble little forum.


http://iiumkuantan.proboards83.com/index.cgi?board=anrb&action=display&thread=1137780439


And some new photos from Sunday's Seminar; Postgraduate and Working Oppurtunities in Malaysia by Academic Bureau.

here's the link!

http://public.fotki.com/iiummedic/seminar_postgraduat/

Check it out!

P/s: Amber dont write so long. "Pening" reading your bits.
Interested to become official http://iiumkuantan.blogspot.com writer, email me.

A Girl
By: Amber Haseeb

A girl- simple yet sophisticated
Grabbing everyone’s attention by her mythical charm
I too got trapped in this beautiful aura
Sassy, talented, straightforward is what I picture her in a nut shell
Light as a butterfly, the summer comes to rest on her creamy skin and soft brown eyes

Something seems to be missing; those eyes hold locked secrets
Deep down in those eyes I discover the absence of happiness
Yearning to solve this mystery and bring back laugher to her throat was my mission
Soon reality struck the cortex of my mind; I was out to achieve the impossible
There was nothing that I could do, that is when I realized my mistake
I was trying far too hard to mend a broken heart
A heart that would only heal over time
I admire the struggle and the strength to go on
Like a warrior, facing every adversity thrown at her

Over time I see her metamorphose
I admire her from a distance as her full-throated laughter suffuses the summer haze with liquorice.
One of those time cuboids when the polynomials of life seem to have
resolved themselves and faith has healed the soul

The Mad House
Life is always full of surprises │BY AMBER HASEEB

I had always been skeptical about starting my obstetrics and gynaecology (O & G) posting. Partly because it carried a very gothic aura and just the mere thought of conducting deliveries was sufficient enough to send chills down my spine, but it was inevitable and on the 19th of December 2005 began my most dreaded nightmare. I was not exactly prepared nor equipped to fully face the music but all in all there was a sense of excitement; it was like regardless of all the dangers you still wanted to give it a go. So I began my little journey with a positive attitude and good thoughts. Two weeks into O & G and I was still trying very hard to fall in love with the subject and not forgetting the daunting experiences with all the lecturers, each one of them had a unique style of getting at you.
It was December 30, 2005, my second visit to the mad house; I referred to the labour room as ‘The Mad House’. The moment I entered the mad house I could hear the foetal heart rate being echoed throughout the room with the help of a cardiotocogram and the air smelt of ‘liqour’ which had percolated throughout the room and right up to the main entrance of the mad house and on the other hand there were loud shrills of nurses trying to motivate the patients to push. Spending a few hours in the mad house feels like an eternity, you have to wait for patients to come in and then actually monitor the whole labour process from the start till the end, which can drag into the wee hours of the morning. The mad house practically has no place for medical students to sit down and to top things up the nurses scream at you for no reason what so ever, it’s like they have been inculcated to grumble and scream. So by the time I exit the labour room my head is throbbing and feels heavy, the ears ringing with all the numerous sounds, muscle aching with all that standing and I feel severely dehydrated and sleep deprived. The torture doesn’t end there, I have to drive all my on- call mates back to the hostel and with only two hours of sleep I begin the next day like a walking zombie, it’s like a never ending vicious cycle. That night I conducted my first ever delivery, I was inexperienced and half the time I was praying that I wouldn’t drop the slippery infant as he came out to the world. I waited in anticipation with all the adrenaline rushing throughout my body; it was a scary moment as the nurses did not assist me thinking that I was a visiting specialist form overseas. The ironic thing is that I did not feel anything as I held the little infant in my hands, I was just glad to have completed one out of ten deliveries that we were required of. In an urgency to get back and sleep, I quickly cleared up the patient and the delivery sets used. As I left the mad house a man came up to me and politely uttered, “Thank you doctor.” That is when I realized the whole essence of what I had just done and how much the safety and wellbeing of the mother and baby meant to that man or as a matter of fact any father. That little ‘thank you’ made my day and suddenly all that wait and torture were meaningless to me. At that moment I felt special and contended with myself, that night I slept like a baby and two hours of sleep was amazingly adequate. It’s a very enriching feeling when someone appreciates your effort and these little experiences make life worth living. My wonderful experiences of O & G did not end there; apparently God had more in store for me.
On 16th January 2006, at around 6 p.m. a patient was brought to my delivery table. She was in her mid twenties, very skinny, fair-skinned with long straight hair. It was her third pregnancy and she looked immensely worried as her foetus was diagnosed to have intra-uterine growth restriction. I was there discussing the readings of the cardiotocogram with a houseman, which revealed type one deceleration; meaning the foetus was not coping well with the stress of the uterine contractions. Later on the mother worriedly asked me about the situation and as to what might happen. I explained to her the circumstances and she had this look on her face, trying to silently request me to help her baby, but there was nothing I could do to fight against Mother Nature. By 9 p.m. there was no progress, so the medical officer on-call decided to send the patient to the operation theatre to undergo a caesarean section. The medical officer wanted to perform one last vaginal examination and catheterize the urinary bladder, that was when the officer screamed, “The head is already there, quickly prepare the equipments.” I acted on a sudden impulse and within minutes the infant was out. She was a lovely little girl, but there seemed to be a problem, she was neither moving nor crying. Desperately looking at her, I kept repeating in my head – please make it. As I withdrew the blood from the umbilical cord, I heard a small cough and looked up at the baby, and then I heard the loveliest sound in my life. She was screaming her lungs out! “Thank you doctor,” the patient whispered to me repeatedly. Nothing can be more magical than this and I learned first hand that doctors are not Gods. It was then I realized that if I were to make a mistake as a doctor, this was the kind I would not mind making- to be proven wrong by a patient. I will never know as to what happened to that woman and her baby and what the future has in line for them. All I can say is that life always has a way of getting back at you with little surprises when least expected.

Just dropping by to welcome the commoners!

Well since the blog is entitled as "The Common Room," so I or as a matter of fact we like to refer to the visitors as commoners...
The two posts before me elaborate precisely as to what this site is all about, but I would still love to share something.
The whole purpose is to allow everyone a platform to express themselves. Share your ideas, thoughts, discuss about things; to cut to the chase, anything under the sun goes. Mind you we are looking for original pieces of literature and works of art, because this site is about you and your emotions, environment, perception towards life. Anything at all that you wish to discuss or even complain about is acceptable; emotionally disturbed, having social problems, a story that is truly enlightening or emotionally moving.
Got anything to share with your colloegues, then just scribble and send it to me. As I would like to put- greatest pieces of literature are born through extremes of emotions...

Interested, contact us:

Amber (haseebamber@hotmail.com)

"Always enjoy life to the 'MAX'"

What we really like is?

What we really like is something original. A true life incidents or accidents, something new and fresh. Yeah, you can rant or grunt but, really this is all about thoughts and dreams, and just for the fun of it.

To me, Blog is your expression of emotions to your surrounding stimulus. Too scientific, nah! Blog is something that is originally you. And I mean it. It is supposed to be something that is "eccentric-maniacally" you.

All your former happenings and experiences are ought to be shared. All you deepest and darkest hours, and all your best moments in life.

Keep it simple so that everyone understand your so called, complex and incomprehensible emotions. Write something that is enlightened. Yeah and it must be original. And the creative side of it, it is individually you. True, it is a community blog. But what really matters is you!

Tell us.

Khairul (khairulorama@gmail.com)
p/s: Interested in becoming iium bloggers, just email me. Keep it original and that's all it takes.
No copy and paste stuff.

The Common Room

The Common Room

Assalamualaikum, greetings and salutations to all!

First of all lemme introduce you to myself. I am Zaim Hazim bin Onn, Head Of MSC's Information bureau. I've been asked to find a team to set up a website for Medical students in IIU Kuantan and a team I have found (well, partially). Deepest gratitutes to them. You know who you are! However, in the Common Room, I am just Zaim, and the other person is just . We are all commoners and I will elaborate later.

But wait. Lemme clarify first what this is all about.

This blog site is named The Common Room, after the, well, common room in hospitals where doctors (or at least would be doctors) may relax themselves after a hard day's work, watch TV, play foosball, drink doctors drink (caffiene? Correct me if I'm wrong, mine is personally A&W Root Beer), discuss or relate to other users of the common room concerning today's hectic situation in the Op Thaether, or just talk about latest girlfriends and exchange sob stories. Therefore, the purpose why this site is up is not to do all of the things listed above (like playing foosball, though I heard that there is an online foosball somewhere), but rather to do most of the things said, which mostly requires interaction between PEOPLE. Let's face it. I don't know you, you don't know me. With this site, we hope we can know each other a little better and share those sob stories and exchange girlfriends (Yeap, I'm not kidding, except for the exchange part!)

So to make things clearer, by having a IIU website (or blogsite at the moment), we hope to achive these objectives:
- create an environment where students may interact and know each other in the same community
- for students to shout out their most hidden desires or opinions concerning things happening within the campus (ie. Cafe Food, timetables, sports, and those damn bed bugs!)
- to discuss academic topics with other users, be it current subjects or future endeavours
- to suggest something new to happen in the campus (as long as it is not too radical)
- provide latest updates on latest and upcoming MSC projects
- to serve blindly for recreational purpose, as long as it is within limitations of the Syariah! (What are the limits? We can discuss that soon)

So in a gist, we would just like to provide our dear medical students a channel to EXPRESS their opinions and ideas and things that are occuring. If you're shy to talk, I'm quite sure you're not that shy to type.

Fututre features that will be on this site are forums, latest news, pictures, links to cool sites, etc...

Everybody is welcomed to join us and indeed we need more people like you to express yourselves! However, in the spirit of the University, we would like to keep this site as English as possible (language used). We are also catering to students from various location so you can't share with them your thoughts if they can't understand you. But other than that, all are welcome!

Ok.

I've finished my rantings. Hopefully you guys will have fun and get some benefits out of this site. Hope to see you soon!

-Zaim alias, ToDD, Harta> mail at xegorath@hotmail.com

The Common Room

MSC
IIUM Kuantan,
Indera Mahkota.