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MOVE TO MAKE SURE ALL DOCTORS HAVE REQUIRED SKILLS
By AUDREY EDWARDS


PUTRAJAYA: Newly-qualified doctors will have to undergo two years' compulsory housemanship from next year. Currently, they only have to do a year of housemanship.
Health Minister Datuk Seri Dr Chua Soi Lek, who announced the Cabinet decision yesterday, said the move was considered important to increase the knowledge, skills and experience of graduate medical officers.
“This will improve the quality of services and healthcare standards,” he said.
A rotation system of four months in six departments will be implemented. With the newest inclusion being the accident and emergency department, the rest are medical, paediatric, general surgery, orthopaedic, obstetrics and gynaecology.
“We have observed that in the past few years, about three to five per cent of graduate medical officers do not get full registration because they have weaknesses in knowledge or skills,” he told reporters before chairing his ministry’s post-Cabinet meeting.
“We cannot let this continue. We hope the move is seen as a positive one by future graduates and we are confident the rakyat (people) will support us.”
After the two-year housemanship, the doctors would have to serve their three years' compulsory service with the Government or its agencies, he said.
Dr Chua said the ministry would apply to the Government to place them under the U43 grade upon completing the two years' housemanship compared to the current U41. The U43 pay scale is RM500 more than U41.
He said the doctors would be able to pursue their specialist courses or Master’s after serving two years' compulsory service compared to the current situation whereby they can only apply to further their studies after three years.
About 1,200 local medical students graduate annually.
Dr Chua also announced the Cabinet’s decision to disallow the future setting up of private cord blood banks because while it was a new service with huge potential to treat specific diseases, there were still ethical issues to be scrutinised.
He said the existing centres would have to apply for a licence from the ministry within the next two months and would be registered under the Private Healthcare Facilities and Services Act 1998.





Let's see.... 2 years plus 3 years is.........


5 YEARS


My calculations were completely screwed.



Vi: Nisa, let's migrate.


Nisa: *nodded enthusiastically*





Why oh why?



Whatever.



Sleeping, or studying. Those are what I'm suppose to do right now. Instead, I'm blogging.
My last entry was 3 weeks ago. Huh. Didn't realise it was that long *liar liar pants on fire*
I kept signing in and out without knowing what to write. I'm too tired too figure out life nowadays. And I feel guilty when I go online. But now I'm too exhausted to care.

I hate Thursdays.

8 am - 5 pm. Bio, Math, Physics, Chem.

I like Fridays.

Only 2 hours of lab.

I guess, physics is important....ok,ok. I KNOW it's important.

ilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysicsilikephysics

Mid-sem exams are in 2 weeks. After that, another month and a half to go and then....... NO MORE PHYSICS, YAY!

I like physics konon. Pfft.

I have nothing more to say.
How boring.
Tata.

First week

The smell of rain. It's raining. Again.

Class started last Monday. For some reason, I felt dread. And I found myself thinking, where's the excitement I usually had before the first day of school?
Ladening my brand new bagpack with books, my new pencilcase (every year without fail =P) and the insomnia I usually had on the night before school started. Where were those?
I realised with a pang, they didn't exist anymore. It's a feeling I wouldn't experience for a long time after this. And I miss it.

This one whole week felt like a month. It seemed long. The quietness in this house, instead of being comforting, feels eerie. Vi and I are the only people here. My other housemates wouldn't be back until next weekend. After 8 am-5 pm of classes for the day, walking into an empty room seems depressing. It's as if the four walls are crushing me. The quietness. The loneliness.

Dread. Depressed. Lonely.
Yup, that's about enough to sign me up for a mental institution.