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Well, it’s the 14th of October and I officially turn 26 years old.
At the time of writing this article, it is the 11th of October and I imagine that when the clock strikes 12, I would be scrubbed in, in a case in the operating theatre, assisting the surgeon or medical officer on-call.
Why is that?
Well, according to the allocation for the week, I am “EMOT PM” meaning my work starts in the OT (operating theatre) from 7pm till 7am the following day and I need to standby, should there be any case called, which I’m suspecting, there might be.
I can hardly believe that I’ve crossed mid-20’s. It’s not exactly an achievement as I’ve yet to feel really grown up. Deep inside, I’m still a child or a teenager, functioning in an adult body.
25-26 has been a rather eventful one. I’ve graduated, moved back home from Kuala Lumpur, travelled a bit, started my internship / housemanship and shifted from my hometown to Kuching, Sarawak.
I’m every bit in love with this place if not more, being a complete stranger to this place and alone, not knowing anyone, I actually feel at home.
Location aside, how do I feel about turning 26?
Well, first of all, it’s just a number. My emotional maturity, etiquette and demeanour may not match my age. Secondly, it’s a hard pill to swallow that it is time for me to be really accountable of my decisions and finances. There are other responsibilities and commitments.
I presume, that’s just “adulting”.
Thankfully, I have amazing people by my side, pushing me, encouraging me, guiding me all throughout my days here.
25-26 is also the year where I’ve reminisced a lot of my childhood memories. How fast time flies… It felt as if it was yesterday when I had to sit on multiple stacked chairs just to reach the dining table or to stand on a chair to do the dishes or shop in the “kids section”.
Personally, if I could rewind time, I would like to return to those days. My parents were younger, my grandmother was alive, my grandfather’s eyesight was better and he could still drive.
Now, whenever I look at my parents, I’m reminded that my parents are growing older too. Those grey hairs will be outnumbered, those wrinkles will just add up, tiredness and fatigue increases and certain illnesses starts to creep up.
I fear that I may not be able to spend as much time as I could with them especially with my work. Yet here I am, about 1,900km away from home, about an hour plus flight away.
Albeit the many blessings to celebrate about in life, it depresses me when I start thinking about this.
May the following year of my life be another one filled with blessings and love.
There is just so much to celebrate about in life and if we happen to share the same birthday, a Blessed Happy Birthday to you too!
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The Theoretical Doctor 