Day 1 : starter should be CHEMISTRE

Ding dong! *Open the door

Watcha doinn? (Phineas and Ferb's style)

Pick one topic, and read. Electrochemistry it is. The basic of all, I am sure you guys know the terms which are anion, cation, cathode, anode... etc.

Wallaweh, I am still gonna write it here anyhow. As far as I concern, I ain't a good storyteller. So, it might be a one boring post. Sorry okok.

Cation: positively charged ion formed when atoms lose electron

Cathode: negative electrode

Anion: negatively charged ion formed when atoms gain electron

Anode: positive electrode

I read about the electrolysis things. For simple electrolytic cell, I am quite sure most of you are common with it. It is simple anyway. Then, should I share about Brine? Ok I should. The electrolysis of Brine. For beginning, Brine is a concentrated sodium chloride solution and yeah it is salt. As it is concentrated, it is used to preserve veges. fruits. 

Above is the diagram for diaphragm cell electrolysis of NaCl. The porous part for the diaphragm is not clearly seen in the diagram. But trust me, it should be porous. For the anode, do use titanium electrode (left -hand-side) and steel electrode for cathode(right-hand-side). When the brine goes in from the LHS, at the anode, it attract cation which is chloride ion. As the ions involved in this electrolysis are hydroxide ion, chloride ion, hydrogen ion and sodium ion, the only ion left at the LHS is only chloride ion.  The remain three ions are passing across the diaphragm and reach the RHS which is the cathode side.

Products:

At anode: Chlorine gas is released

At cathode: Hydrogen gas is released

In the end, sodium hydroxide is taken out from the process. Why NaOH? Due to the reaction happens between the sodium ion and hydroxide ion. at the cathode compartment.

Oh yeah, why we are using the porous asbestos diaphragm in our diagram? Because we want to prevent the sodium hydroxide (NaOH) reacting with the chlorine formed at the anode. That's why we channel em to the cathode's side.

I think that's all kowt. Dapat kan the picture for what I am reading today? To write all, this would be the longest post ever lah, so I summarise it as simple as I could. 

Ya Allah peliharalah ingatan hamba mu ini. Ameen.

Attach-ment part3

Alhamdulillah

The only word that could describe everything

Allah is the most gracious and most merciful.

I had submitted my attachment's report yesterday and He eased me with His bless.

Thankful, grateful. 

What I learnt? Seeing my previous posts encourages people thinking that I was not enjoying myself during those days. Should I make a claim here? That those thoughts in you are absolutely wrong. Why? Am I a person who are always with reasons? Yeah I am.

I am in love. In love with my future career. Now that I truthfully realise that doctor, hospital, people, medications are the things that are in my interest-list. I doubt myself before with the question "Are you sure you want to be a doctor? Come on sis, you will be having the disdainfully tiring, hectic days ahead of you. Are you positive that you want to make those sacrifices?" And yes, I always ask myself. Frankly speaking, if you are jubilant enough to make friend with the most indolent, laziest person on the planet, that would be me. Even sometimes I am thinking, why am I so lazy, negligent? I knew about it like d-uh. But to make a change causes me years. Enough, out of topic pulak..

Undeniable fact. I am going to be a doctor, a charismatic one. With god mercy. My passion is in its way of climbing the zenith of my timeline. Life-timeline should I say. To be an errr,,, whatever your future career might be, sacrifices are just a norm. Bear that in mind.

Ain't being a demure person at the hospital, happy to be acquainted with the MARA College Banting's students, Julia, Syakirin, Liana and Farah. They are so nice and friendly though. We even had our so-called lunch together. Wishing you rock-in girls all the best in your IB.

Was able to be a part of chemotherapy, Electrocardiogram, dialysis-thing and etc of the science-term processes that I can't even remember for now. It was so much fun. All the chats I had with the pakciks and makciks, will be such a reminiscence moment of all. And not forgetting, the eavesdropping moment when it came to the doctors' conversation.

Conclusion, those were the inexplicable experiences. What I wrote here of course was not resembling the real situation. I mean the whole awesome experience. Till then, ta-daa.

14 Days Challenge

Game on!

Rules and regulations:

From today onward, I promise myself to update in this blog about my revision at home. Since I have less things to do after my attachment days are over, I will make myself occupied with studying, revising and 'kiasu'ing. I am convincing myself to be hardworking people! Could you guys help me with it? Condemn me if you find out that I am being lazy. And encouraging words are also acceptable =)

Study is fun! Homework is game!

Good day, good day!

Attach-ment part2

Astargfirullah, astargfirullah, astargfirullah...

Start your day with the 'istighfar' doesn't mean that you are doing a sin, it is a reminder for you not to do one.

Week 2:

I'd been placed at the surgical ward (women) which was 3 Utara. FYI, just after SPM things, my grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer, so she did her surgery at HUSM as well.  Claiming myself as a responsible granddaughter, I accompanied her days and nights at the 3 Utara. #Like a boss

Being quite familiar with the ward was a quite an advantage for me to observe the patients, facilities. Although the HO was not the doctor I knew before, that was not a big deal though as I didn't think that I will approach the doctor kowt... (atas sebab-sebab yang tidak dapat diulas lanjut disini) But the chinese doctor (HO) looked very similar to Ezanee, my Ky, Spidey's senior. I meant his face laa. Whenever I saw him around, I called him as Ezanee although his real name was Dr Lee, I guess.

Oh yeah, not to mention, Amni aka Meni had joined me this week. Yayyy for that! I was not a good example to her. I kept teaching her the way of 'lepakking', somehow to leave the hospital earlier than we should, went to grab the snacks not in the scheduled time, how to escape from the ward like a pro *but we did get caught once. Pardon me for my mischievous behaviour. I guessed I had to learn the proper ways to commit on the tasks that I had been assigned for. And when would that be?

Surgical ward. My alacrity of approaching the patients seemed to fade away each days. Reasons? I told ya why..

1. The patients in the surgical ward were so weak, they just did the operation, so they had the language difficulties.

2. The liaison between the staffness, nurses, doctors with me were not happening. I was pathetically disappointed because it seemed that I will not get all the infos that I craved for.

3. I was not being able to sneak into the operating theater. They said that I supposed to have a supervisor, doctor-in-charge and whatsoever. Sum up to my insatiable attachment.

The only thing that made up my day was the chatting that I had with Meni. If was not for her, I would be much more sadder. And Meni enjoyed the food at the cafe so much as she can't wait for'em. I will not going to decry every single things that I experienced during the attachment. I am a lucky girl. At least I was given the chance rite? Syukur Syifa, syukur..

Dear kids out there, don't be like me. Be a good one. Not too serious, but do grab all the opportunities that you see which are just in-front of you and also do search for em as well. Open your eyes wider people! For every single blink that you take, you might lose something precious. Allah maha pemurah. HAVE FAITH.