The first thing he said to me was, "Please don't call me Mr. Sufian... it's just 'I' and 'you' between us". Of course, he said it in Malay. What's thepoint of me being an interpreter if he speaks English, anyway?
He was a Malaysian patient in Millview Hospital, a mental institution. I was there to help him get through the Mental Health review Tribunal hearing. Sadly he wasn't discharged. I thought he was basically an okay, if slightly weird and emotionally undeveloped, guy. Sheesh.
My exam is in 2 months time... no more procrastinating!!!
Well.. maybe later.
Rectal foreign bodies.. it's so funny it hurts. Ow.
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