Jom Heboh and of being non-judgemental

Look, what big paws I have!

Aci tak kali nie nak buat entry bahasa melayu? Aci kottt....

There is a Jom Heboh event in KB this weekend. People have been talking about it since about 2-3 weeks ago, like it's the best thing since sliced bread. Mana-mana aku pergi org kata, "Jom Heboh nak mai Kelantan..pergi ke?" (of course la diorg tak ckp macam nie, tapi dalam loghat Kelantan diorg la).

So, of course, they just had to have it in the worst place in KB ever, in the stadium which is a shout's away (sepelaung jauhnya) from the hospital.

Serious, tak leh nak bayang macamana district hospital nak hantar kes. Macamana panicked first time father-to-be nak hantar bini nak bersalin kat labour room yang dlm 10 langkah dari stadium. Macamana org nak gi melawat saudara mara yang sakit. Korang nie tak leh ke considerate sikit.

Orang Kelantan pun satu - nak kata jakun, marah pulak. Tapi benda macam Jom Heboh pun nak heran. Best sangat ke queue carik parking and then berjalan dalam panas nak gi tgk org jual kopi Power Root dengan biskut Munchies? Dengar-dengarnya, nak keluar dari area Jom Heboh tu ambik masa berjam-jam stuck dalam traffic.

Of course, allergic-to-crowds me had absolutely no wish to be even 10km in proximity of it, tambah-tambah pulak postcall today. Even the green cases at the A&E were considerably less than usual - campur kes orang dah dapat gaji pulak tu.

Esok letih nak dengar cerita orang yang dengar cerita orang yang pergi pulak. Orang tu tak pergi, tapi dia dengar cerita dari orang yang tak pergi jugak, tapi orang tu dengar cerita dari orang yang pergi - betapa teruknya jam di KB hari tu.

Hm.

Anyway - just contemplating yesterday's call - I really think that the one thing that I find hardest to do is to be non judgemental.

When you see two scrawny 13 year-olds with wounds and bruises after falling off a motorbike - how irresponsible their parents are. When you see a case of a young malay male who fell off his bike at 3 am, that they must be rempits. When you see a 17 year-old unmarried girl coming to labour room - that how morally loose she is.

I personally find it hard to accept things as they are - two boys with wounds for dressing, or a fracture to be splinted or a baby to be delivered. How uncomplicated would life be if we could accept things without making our own assumptions.

But that is how we are, I guess. Or, that is how I am - my sisters think that I tend to think bad of people (bersangka buruk) - I suppose it's because I often see bad things - or perhaps I have become too jaded to see the good in people.

Yesterday morning there was a police case where they had brought in a young girl and a young man whose car skidded as they were trying to get away from being nabbed. Apparently the accident happened at about 6 am and someone had written down in the red medicolegal card that the reason policemen gave chase was that they were acting suspiciously in the car.

Immediately I made an assumption about what happened.

The girl ended up with a dislocated hip and had to endure the excruciating pain for 5 hours before I saw her and suspected the injury. She told me that she had just completed her assignment and was getting a ride home with her (male) friend from childhood - 'Dia kawan saya dari kecik lagi'. The reason he sped away from the police was because he didn't have a valid driving license.

So, as I was clerking her case - I thought WHAT IF what she said was the truth? That the boy is her closest friend from young and their relationship is more of a brother-sister type and that he is just doing her a favour by picking her up in a car despite not having a valid driving license. She could be lying to me but I would have been a better person to assume good rather than bad.

But of course, benda yang baik susah nak buat.....