"Eh, budak. Besar nak jadi apa?", I asked sambil start tulis, '5 y/o boy, exudative tonsillitis, p/w...'. He stood there, on his bed, muka since admission few days ago still muram. "Still sakit tekak eh?" as I belek2 chart dia, 2 sudu bubur, few sips of water. Dah almost 1 week poor appetite. 'Dia photosynthesis ke apa?', bisik hati aku.
The mother try tolong sikit, "Jawab la, doktor nak tau tuh". He finally looked at me, but still not a word. Boi, I get silent treatment all the time. Yours won't make a difference kay.
Oh but wait, those eyes. It's staring... "haa, mintak la doktor, cakap nak pinjam" Mak dia try again. Dia beralih pandangan kat mak dia. Too shy to ask. "Oh nak nih eh?" as I pass my stethoscope to the child. Like Flash the Sloth, dia slow2 senyum,, ambik malu2 and start auscultate mak dia. Heh, mudah. I hurried through his case, 'plan...encourage orally. KIV discharge cm'. Sign. Chop. Next patient.
Day goes on, syukur dapat balik awal takder last minute admission. "Hai selamat pagi, apa khabar?", I greeted as usual the following day.
Oh wait... Atas katil dia tuh... "Lepas doktor balik semalam, dia mintak bapak dia belikan. Nak jadi doktor katanya" says the mom. It's a kid's doctor play set... Kid no chill