Friday, February 13, 2015

Jeddah Balad Festival!

So, we had a festival in balad (which was cut short by the King's passing, allah yr7amo. He'll be missed.) and auntie took us there! And I took photos!

 My babies *heart*

When your lens just isn't wide enough =_=" This is the Nassief library, next to the house. It's part of the first Nassiefiyah school for girls.

Also, they had a little exhibition of old objects:

Monday, January 26, 2015


King Abdullah passed away, but I guess you know that already. There are numerous articles on the subject in every media outlet, I won't bore you.

Our new king is King Salman, which you probably know as well.

Politics is a messy affair, King Abdullah's politics kept us afloat. Some love him for it, some criticise him. I'll never understand politics. The loss of human life, of a person who was a brother, a father, a grandfather to someone is something I do understand. It's never pleasant, regardless of what wonderful place you believe they end up in.

In other news, Maysaa and Lujain are still locked up. I don't personally know Lujain but I do hope they both come out of this well, they are strong women. I cannot imagine how their husbands (and Maysaa's cats) feel.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Do doctors owe patients their lives?

Disclaimer: this is my personal opinion, read at your own risk. Also, I'm venting.

Some patients barge into the clinic expecting their doctors to not only give them their best, but to give them their lives. They expect you to put everything at their disposal: your private time, your money, even your peace of mind.

Empathy is not sympathy, your doctor is not a CareBear and he/she is a real person.

When your doctor does his/her job they're not doing you a favour. They are professionals providing you with a very personal and sensitive service within the legal boundaries of the practice. I will not break any rules for you. I will give you my best, treat you politely, make sure you're as comfortable as possible. But I will not give you money, my personal phone number, or my private time (unless it's a life threatening emergency).

We believe in this job, or else we wouldn't be doing it. It's a big part of who we are, but it doesn't mean we owe you our selves. It takes too much of us the way it is anyway.

Also, if you try to cut in line or speak rudely, I'm sending you to another clinic. The least I expect from you is to stay on line and reciprocate the politeness you receive. I don't care if rudeness is the norm in your household, you are to behave politely in a clinic.

I owe you the professionalism, best treatment, most comfort I can provide. But not my life. My life is mine.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

What Kills A Young Woman - Part II

Male guardianship.

I make most of my life changing decisions in the clinic, affecting people's lives, and my guardian isn't there to scrutinise these decisions. Thus, why is this guardian scrutinising other decisions that are less likely to get anyone killed or disabled?

If I can be trusted with the lives of so many people, why can't I be trusted with mine? I make my living by improving their lives, so could I please have my life?

What Kills A Young Woman

Nothing can kill a girl's ambition and self-esteem like her commitment to be proper to a father who doesn't respect her.

That commitment, in the name of her own propriety, will make her feel like a terrible person once she realises how little he values her and how his main concern is only himself. She's only here to show the world what a great person he is, regardless of the fact that he had nothing to do with raising her. He was only a DNA donor.

That DNA becomes a part of her that she despises, as she cannot believe she shares genetic material with someone so selfish, self-righteous, and utterly disgusting; thinking his daughter only appreciates him for his money. While in reality she doesn't appreciate him at all, it's a mere sense of duty that is quickly fading away due to his repulsive behaviour. There's only so much commitment you could ask of a person.

She would very much like to leave him, but in a country where he downright owns her, how could she leave?

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

What I would like to do.

I would really like to write a decent post about working in Kilo 11, but work is downright exhausting. All I can think of when I get back home is how to not starve before heading to bed.

It's like I'm in a different city when I'm in that district.

Illiteracy, lack of hygiene and parasites seem to be the most common causes of disease. Along with apathy/neglect. Not to mention old wives tales and apothecary's concoctions that leave then worse off than they started.

They all auto-diagnose and just want pills. They're not open to discussing their symptoms.
-Me: What are you complaining of?
*Patient: Tonsillitis.
-Do you mean your throat hurts?
*Yes, and the flu.
-Do you mean your nose is runny?
*Yes, just give me those small pills and an antibiotic.
-What small pills?
*The ones that other doctor gave me, the white ones.
-What are they called?
*I don't know, the small white ones, don't you know them? And I have a blood allergy.
-Excuse me? A what?
*A blood allergy! That doctor in Blah Blah Hospital told me. Don't you know what that is?!
-No, do explain it to me.
*You should know, you're the doctor!

I see a patient every 9.2 mins. This happens with almost every patient in varying degrees about different diagnoses. Nevertheless, though they drive me so close to the edge of my sanity everyday, I like my patients. I never thought I'd say that.

The Blogging Business.

I miss my blog! Starting with the Ministry Of Health has been a handful to me honest, and now I'm in kilo11! Check out my #K11Problems  and #I_work_in_kilo_11_problems !

Today I received a surprise package from Unilever! I do like surprises! It was the Dove reduced hair-fall in two weeks line, not a bad surprise at all!

It happens to specifically promise two weeks. Let's see if it delivers! They suggest combing the hair and counting the hairs clinging to the rush they provided. Well, as a curly head, we don't really comb our hair. 

Something you may notice in this photo is the cute USB in the middle of the box. Now, as much as I like gift boxes, I despise press releases. I'm a blogger, I don't do press releases. Especially press releases about Fair And Lovely. That will never happen.

I understand the marketing concept behind this, but do you understand bloggers? Do you even read my blog?

Monday, December 09, 2013

More Girly Confessions.

I have a confession to make, and it is quite girly.

After living for years in scrubs and a lab coat, I don't quite know how to function in regular human clothes. And being forced to live in them this year as I have been working in an office and having time to actually see my friends is making me discover things.

Examples of my wondrous discoveries:

  • Items that are in style will inevitably go out of style. Just buy clothes you actually like.
  • A black dress can save your life.
  • I should never wear white dresses, they make me look like a profiterole.
  • I still haven't mastered wearing skirts.
  • Whatever examples of dressing my age I google look terribly ridiculous.
  • I seriously miss my blue hair. But then, I'm almost 30.
  • I don't feel good in an abaya, regardless of how pretty. I want to wear real clothes.
  • I can't wear heels anymore, I think I abused my feet enough.
  • You can never have enough bags. Or shoes.
  • Men's shoes are so comfortable! Only finding a pair in 39/40 is quite difficult.
  • Did you start on your own real jewellery collection? You should.

What have you discovered?

Saturday, December 07, 2013

About Them Curls - Part Two: The Curly Quick-Fix

Warning: Another severely girly post. For the first part, [Click Here]

All curls are schizophrenic, some are bipolar.

When at the mercy of one's curls, one must find a quick-fix in order not to look like the long lost sister of George of The Jungle. Here are a few:
  • Up-dos:
A few pins, a hair band, and some dexterity. Quite simple, really. The simplest being the top knots and high buns. Some simple chignons can work wonders. Here are a few links:  (My favourite!)
  • Heat:
Did you know that you can curl your curly hair? Indeedly so you can! You don't have to curl all of your hair, just those stubborn frizzy flyaways that are ruining the rest of your hair. All you need is a curler in your natural curl size.
  • Dry Shampoo:
Dry shampoo gives a sort of lift to your hair, wonderful to use before a chignon. Though I still haven't found a preferred product. So far, Lush's No Drought has been working quite well.

Do you have any other quick-fixes for lazy and thoroughly frustrating hair days? Do share! 

Sunday, December 01, 2013

About Them Curls - Part One.

Let's establish a few rules first:

  1. This is a girly blog post. I am a girl. Shocking, I know.
  2. You do not control your curls, they control you. You simply provide the best living conditions.
  3. There are no good photos of me. Most are just really blurry.
  4. I'm a firm believer in loving your curls. Look after them and they'll reward you.
As my lovely Nessie moved to more humid corners of the earth (read: Southeast Asia) the need for a proper curly hair control blog post has been amounting. Here it is.

This is me. I'm wearing giant birthday glasses with candles on them:

I do have curly hair. It's just not sure what it wants to be when it grows up so it fluctuates between wavy, curly, and ramen hair.

This is ramen: 

These are the pearls of wisdom that I have uncovered after years of looking after them curls:
  • Hairbrushes are the enemy.
Only blush your hair with your fingers in the shower when it has tons of conditioner in it.
  • Really mild shampoo or no shampoo.
THIS is a shampoo I swear by, and I only swear by Clinique. The coconut pieces take a while to wash off but it's easier if you use a conditioner.

  • Moisturised doesn't have to mean clumpy sticky hair.
Also, use the hair mask or whatever comes in a tub instead of the conditioner. Like one of these beauties. And keep in mind that curly hair needs more than just a dime sized drop at the ends of your hair.

  • Olive oil for a hair mask actually works.
Cold pressed olive oil is wonderful. Keep it on for half and hour then shampoo.
  • Argan oil is magical.
It IS!! I get mine when I visit Morocco, that stuff doesn't come cheap! Put a drop in your palm, apply to the ends of the hair first then work your way up.
  • Gravity makes a difference.
So does towel drying. Never go against the direction of hair or rub your hair. Lean forward, topple your hair and gently wrap it in the towel. It'll dry. Try and see what happens if you braid it while it's drying, you never know!

Next post: The Curly Quick-Fix! Stay tuned!