Sunday, September 21, 2008
tHe 2SIR sToRy: DaYs oF RaZaLi
as i took bus no 86 2dae from punggol rd bus stop back 2 home.. i actualli rem tt this bus had actualli passed by a famous landmark in my life.. amoy quee camp.. and as i tink back.. it had actualli left me a bittersweet feelin within my soul..
after i received my postin to 2SIR.. i was told 2 report back at nee soon 1st 2 wait 4 my senior medic 2 meet me up and fetch me.. however.. the person tt called me 1st was a medic specialist named danial.. i was told 2 meet him up 1st b4 he brings me 2 see the senior medic.. and so i met danial and the senior medic, known as 1SG razali.. he actualli wanted us 2 tour ard the museum of the medics for a better understanding and knowledge and i was quite impressed by the fact tt he had actualli went on a trip for UN peacekeeping durin the tsunami disaster..
after the tour we went straight 2 the home of 2SIR: amoy quee camp.. we were further introduced 2 our MO, cpt dr yap chee mun.. my 1st impression of him was tt he was actualli quite nice and friendly jus like other MOs in the SAF.. and i was also introduced 2 another medic spec named colin and the rest of the 2SIR medics.. i also found out tt amanda, one of the trainees from the prev batch, is also here but she's attached to 20SA.. and of coz there were the whole gang of 20SA medics tt were present at tt time..
and so my life at 2SIR kickstarted.. i started learnin the basics of medical ctr administration.. report sick procedures etc etc.. since the battalion was still in the lull period.. there were actualli not much 2 do.. most of the time i was sittin ard not knowin wat 2 do or i will b goin 2 canteen 2 get a bite or 2..
and 1 week later the mono officially started.. the enlistees came wif all sorts of hairdos and fanciful clothes.. and i noe they will b rewarded wif a total transformation.. and a shave for a start.. lolzz.. however we hav 2 stay wif them for 1 weekend as they go thru their 2 wk of confinement.. at tt time i rem i was quite depressed for all these confinement and stuff tt i actualli blocked my cg out.. thank God my cg members came and tok 2 me.. i overcame it and we saw ourselves shiftin from our old premises of the med ctr 2 a brand new renovated med ctr..
i had my 1st med cover wif a medic named PTE farhan.. he's actualli quite friendly and he guided me along the necessary administration 4 a medical cover.. he then explained 2 me wat's my role as a medic and gave me a few tips on doin my job well.. im actualli learned alot from him.. and he turned our 2 b a realli special friendz i had from the army *wink* *wink*..
i was actualli assigned 2 become the coy medic for 'B' coy and the MO actualli brought me 2 see the 2ic then, cpt raymond lee, and i was quite surprised tt he actualli is a friendly person.. he told me 2 relax ard and get 2 noe all the comdrs in the coy.. but i was still pretti fresh back then as i didnt realli noe wat 2 say.. however.. they didnt hav a bunk 4 me 2 stay in... so i continue residin at the battalion HQ block until the BMT phrase had completed.. so everydae wat i basically did is to gather the report sick personnels 2 the med ctr and basically my job's done..
one day i actualli had a chance 2 meet up wif my CSM.. MSG phillip.. he's big, strong and super unfriendly.. im actualli rather intimidated by his presence as he sat me down and tok 2 me of his expectations of me.. i was quite shocked when he said tt i should b trained like an infantry sect com and also carry out the duties of it.. i immediately resisted him and tried 2 explain my stand.. he took little or no heed abt it as he carried on to do his way..
in sept last yr i went thru some of the hardest emotional times of my life.. we ar actualli preparin the army open hse and we were in charge of providin med cover 2 the public... as a result we hav 2 burn our sept weekends and i rem tt wk we hav somethin realli bigggg goin on in cg/church and i actualli miss all tt.. the followin wk is my best pal willy's bdae.. i actualli missed it becoz i hav 2 provide med cover 4 the BMT field camp tt was held in tekong.. i told myself i couldn't miss it again nxt yr.. and i noe i wont.. coz tt's the time when im abt 2 ORD.. and i should b quite free..
and 3 months passed fast.. the enlistees had already passed out.. some of them were posted out but the majority stayed.. the advance infantry training phrase started..
soon after 2ic cpt raymond tookmover as OC and i was told 2 shift over 2 stay in wif 'B' coy.. and so all my "pleasures" were stripped.. i had 2 actualli share my space jus like b4 where previously i had the freedom 2 hav a space of my own though it is small.. and i hav 2 wake up earli and follow the routine orders where previously i do not hav 2 do so as long as i punctually report 4 1st parade.. also the book-in timin was actualli set much earlier than previously in my days at HQ.. most imptly.. i was actualli stripped away of the privellege to hav nites out everydae as i stayed in wif the coy.. life was a struggle for many wks.. time and again i had the idea of goin back 2 HQ.. and so i became increasingly unmotivated 2 do things and i actualli got into alot of trouble..
finally at december.. i actualli missed the church yr end camp as i ended up providin med cover 4 the platoon field camp for my own coy.. i realli swallowed my tears and carry on wif my life.. though there were plenty of holidaes and at the end of the yr i nv felt like im goin 2 get thru all this.. is life realli like this?? its so dull.. and its so down.. i started 2 regret becomin a coy medic at bravo.. its too much 4 me.. i longed 2 return 2 HQ.. i longed 2 post out.. but it nv seemed possible 2 me..
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