Hikmah Behind The Spate of Bad Lucks?
WARNING: A VERY LONG ENTRY.
5 November 2008
I don't know if I've been having a spate of bad lucks today but I always believe that there is always hikmah (moral) behind every unfortunate incident I faced today. However, those unfortunate incidents caused an unnecessary amount of money and time wasted and they could have been used for more productive purposes.
Instead of being able to go for my medical appointment in peace, I had to grapple with minor issues that could have been postponed till my return on Thursday but no, I'm forced to return back to camp on Wednesday just to settle that one minor thing. Because I'm so distracted by the number of distractions, I completely forgotten to bring my referral letter and had to return back home just to get that letter.
Since I was late, I took cab and had the most interesting taxi ride ever. The taxi driver and I discussed several issues in which the driver made a rather controversial comment which I agree with. The driver didn't mind making a turnaround when I told him that I needed my mum to pay part of the taxi fare. He was so kind and it certainly kept my mind in sync with world issues.
As I registered, I requested for a female specialist as I told the staff that I was more comfortable with female doctors. The staff agreed to enquire the female specialists to see if they were willing to take my case but they couldn't as the patient list is very long. My mum slept while waiting for the number to be called. Waiting was the order.
I entered the doctor's room with some trepedition and while waiting, I had phone calls from India and my colleague from the QM department. The doctor asked me lots of questions I didn't expect to be asked and I was staring at my mum repeatedly, looking in amazement at the doctor. He reminded me of Barney from Flintstones, except that this Barney wears spectaclesin the manner old ladies do. The questions I asked were answered in detail and I felt at ease with this doctor.
Since then, I've been scheduled tests, which means that my work in camp will be disrupted.
5 November 2008
It was you-know-who's birthday and I went back to camp just to sign some paper and that's it. I wasted 3 hours thru and fro from home and camp when I could have used the extra hours lost for a longer rest. The weather was hot and I suffered a lot.
I purposely took off for this particular day because I wanted to keep track of the US Presidential Elections and sometime around 1225 hours, I received message that Barack Hussein Obama won the elections by a convincing majority. I was so excited and estatic of the news that I shouted in the middle of nowhere. Obama's win will bring a positive change and a departure from the now-lame-duck President Bush's administration.
Hopes and expectations of him are high and he has to thread carefully now that he's the President-Elect.
6 November 2008
I continued where I left off and towards dinner time, I received word that the battalion's network got infected with a virus and that anyone who wished to log in would not be able to do so. Since I was still logged on, I wasn't affected until I loged out. It was really annoying and I suppose the network will only be restored by Monday.
7 November 2008
True enough, I was right in assuming that the network will be restored by Monday and the only work I did was to clean the ration bags, food insulators and clean up the store. It was physically demanding work and one of the cook house officers, Norain, chatted with me regarding work.
1SG Derick released us early and my father was surprised to see me home earlier than usual. But going back early didn't really meant that I get to have the well deserved rest because of my parent's daughter had visitor. I'd rather have her out of home as much as possible since her presence in the room I'm residing makes my blood boil. She smokes inside the room and the tobacco smell 'sticks' onto the bedsheet, pillow, comforter, all over the room.
If there's one request I want to make to God, I want Him to ban tobacco. Or get a well respected religious authority to issue a fatwa saying that smoking is haram. If religious conscience cannot go into her fucking brains, then damn her to hell.