Day 2

Ephesians 2: 1- 22, One New Man in Christ.

Outline of Ephesians: Ephesians 1-3, doctrine, our position in Christ. Ephesians 4-6, practical application, our walk with Christ.

VV 1-3, 1 And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, 2 in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, 3 among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, just as the others.

”He made alive” in verse 1 is a scribal error not in the original manuscript. We were once dead in trespasses and sins. Trespasses are intentional sins. Sins can be intentional or unintentional. The Greek word for sin is ”hamartia”, which means to miss the target. We were once hopelessly, helpless, and had missed the perfect standard of God. We wandered about aimlessly through life, according to the world’s direction, according to satan’s agenda, according to the flesh, dominated by evil desires and lusts. Romans 6:23, ”the wages of sin is death”. James 1: 14-15, ”but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death’’.

VV 4-7, 4 But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6 and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.

We were once spiritually dead in trespasses and sins. But through grace, Christ who is rich in mercy saved and revived us by dying for us on the cross. Romans 5:8, ”But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us”. Christ loved us to death and died for us when we were in our worst spiritual condition.

VV 8-10, 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast. 10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.

Grace is unmerited favor, a gift of God. Salvation is by grace, through faith in Christ, not by works of the law, not by ritual observance, not by temple sacrifice, and not by religious performance. Even the faith that we have is a gift and grace of God. GRACE- God’s Riches At Christ’s Expense. Boasting is excluded except boasting about Christ. We are God’s workmanship. The Greek word for workmanship is ”poema”, which means poetry. We are God’s poetry, whom He predestined, and preplanned beforehand.

VV 11-13, 11 Therefore remember that you, once Gentiles in the flesh, who are called Uncircumcision by what is called the Circumcision made in the flesh by hands, 12 that at that time you were without Christ, being aliens from the commonwealth of Israel and strangers from the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world. 13 But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ.

We were once called uncircumcision by the Jews. We were once without Christ, without God, without hope, without covenant, without connection to Israel but in Christ, we who were once alienated from God were reconciled to Him by the blood of Christ.

VV 14-18, 14 For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation, 15 having abolished in His flesh the enmity, that is, the law of commandments contained in ordinances, so as to create in Himself one new man from the two, thus making peace, 16 and that He might reconcile them both to God in one body through the cross, thereby putting to death the enmity. 17 And He came and preached peace to you who were afar off and to those who were near. 18 For through Him we both have access by one Spirit to the Father.

Christ, the Prince of Peace, broke down the wall of enmity between the Jews and the Gentiles creating one new man in Christ. The wall between the court of the Gentile and the Holy Place in the Temple separated the Jews from the Gentiles. Christ demolished this wall making the Jews and the Gentiles into one new entity. There is no more division between the Jews and the Gentiles. The Church is the new man, new identity, new entity, and new spiritual body. Jews and Gentiles had access to the same God, same Christ, and same Holy Spirit.

VV 29-22, 19 Now, therefore, you are no longer strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God, 20 having been built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ Himself being the chief cornerstone, 21 in whom the whole building, being fitted together, grows into a holy temple in the Lord, 22 in whom you also are being built together for a dwelling place of God in the Spirit.

The Gentiles are no longer strangers and aliens, but members of God’s family on earth and citizens of God in heaven. The foundations of the church are the apostles and the prophets and the chief cornerstone is Christ. The Jews built a wall to alienate and isolates the Gentiles. Jesus demolished this wall to make them into one new entity, the church. Galatians 3:28, ”There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one in Christ Jesus”. The whole world rejoiced when the Berlin wall that separated East and West Germany was demolished in 1989.



Day 1

Ephesians 1: 1-23.

The Apostle Paul wrote this letter when he was under house arrest in Rome around AD 62. According to tradition, Paul wrote 4 prison epistles during this house arrest which are Philippians, Ephesians, Colossians, and Philemon, during house arrest in Rome. 

VV 1-2, 1 Paul, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the will of God, To the saints who are in Ephesus, and faithful in Christ Jesus: 2 Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

Ephesians 1:1 established apostle Paul as the author. In the new testament, every Christian is a saint. Christians are both a saint and a sinner. We are sinners, justified by grace, through faith in Christ, sanctified by the Holy Spirit, through sanctification. In justification, God takes us out of the world. In sanctification, God takes the world out of us. Grace is undeserved, unearned, and unmerited favor. GRACE- God’s Riches At Christ’s Expense. Christ paid the price for our salvation. Grace, justification, salvation, and sanctification will result in peace. 

VV 3-6, 3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ, just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved.

We have every spiritual blessing in the heavenly sphere, dimension, or realm. When we worship God, we can step out of this world and enter into the heavenly sphere. This is practicing the presence of God. Please read this short booklet, ”The Practice of the Presence of God” by Brother Lawrence. It is free to download from the internet. God chose us before the world began before we are even born. He presents us holy and blameless before the Father. Jude 24, ”Now to Him who is able to keep you from stumbling, and to present you faultless before the presence of His glory with exceeding joy”. According to His will, He predestined and adopted us into His family as His children. We praise Him for making us acceptable to God by His grace. 

VV 7-10, 7 In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace which He made to abound toward us in all wisdom and prudence, having made known to us the mystery of His will, according to His good pleasure which He purposed in Himself, 10 that in the dispensation of the fullness of the times He might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven and which are on earth, even in Him. 

By grace, Christ redeemed, purchased, and forgave us of sins with His blood. He gave us wisdom and prudence and revealed the mystery of His will. At the preordained time, in His second coming, He will gather all Christians in heaven and on earth to Him and we will all see Him. 

VV 11-14, 11 In Him also we have obtained an inheritance, being predestined according to the purpose of Him who works all things according to the counsel of His will, 12 that we who first trusted in Christ should be to the praise of His glory. E13 In Him you also trusted, after you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believed, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, 14 who is the guarantee of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, to the praise of His glory.

Christ gave us an inheritance, predestined, predetermined, foreknew, called, justify, and glorify us. Calvinism and Arminianism are both too rigid and dogmatic. Salvation is a combination of Calvinism and Arminianism, not either this or that. Although God predestined us, He will not refuse anyone who comes to Him by choice and free will. God gives us free choice to choose Him. He will not force His will on anyone. This is contrary to His nature. He makes salvation available to everyone. When we are born again, God sealed us with the Holy Spirit as the down payment of our salvation. The down payment is the ernest money, that you pay upfront when you buy a house. The Holy Spirit is God’s guarantee of heaven to Christians when they are born again. 

VV 16-18, 15 Therefore I also, after I heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all the saints, 16 do not cease to give thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers: 17 that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, 18 the eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, 19 and what is the exceeding greatness of His power toward us who believe, according to the working of His mighty power 20 which He worked in Christ when He raised Him from the dead and seated Him at His right hand in the heavenly places, 21 far above all principality and power and might and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this age but also in that which is to come. 

Paul prayed for the Ephesian Christians when he heard about their faith and love for God. He prayed for them to continue in wisdom, revelation, knowledge, understanding, enlightenment, and the hope of inheritance of heaven. The resurrection power of God enabled Christ to be seated at God’s right hand, enabled us to believe in Christ, and enabled Christ to triumph over all principalities and power. 

VV 22-23, 22 And He put all things under His feet and gave Him to be head over all things to the church, 23 which is His body, the fullness of Him who fills all in all.

God put all things under Jesus’ feet and gave Him dominion over all principalities and powers. Christ is the head of His body, the church. Colossians 1:18, ”And He is the head of the body, the church, He is the beginning and the firstborn from among the dead so that in everything He might have the supremacy”.


Memoirs of a Doctor chapter 5

by Dr Andrew C S Koh

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Chapter 5

From Mobile Clinic to and Air Force

Nothing that we do, is done in vain. I believe, with all my soul, that we shall see triumph

Charles Dickens, a tale of two cities

After completing the housemanship in the Ivory Tower of University Hospital, I joined the ministry of health Malaysia in the middle of 1978. My first posting was to Taiping District Hospital as a medical officer. This is a small hospital with very basic disciplines such as Medicine, General Surgery, Obstetrics and Gynecology, Orthopedic Surgery, Dentistry, Oral Surgery, and Anaesthesiology. Taiping is the second largest town in Perak with a thriving population of 245,182 in 2013. It is located 48 km north of Ipoh and 78 km south of George Town, Penang. It is famous for its Taiping Zoo and Night Safari, Taiping Lake Gardens, and Maxwell hill. By this time I was already married to my wife who was also posted to Taiping Hospital as a dental surgeon.

Working in Taiping was an entirely different ball game when compared to working in the teaching hospital of University Hospital. It was a service orientated hospital and not a teaching hospital. There was no emphasis on training, research, or continuous medical education. In those days, doctors were short and the patient load was heavy. The hospital had a vacancy for 15 medical officers but at any one time, there would be only about 5 medical officers in the establishment. This is in stark contrast to the situation today where doctors are way far too many. The medical library facilities were severely inadequate and the system was not at all conducive for any postgraduate medical education or research.

After the first 6 months of manning the outpatient department, I was posted to the mobile health clinic team. The mobile health clinic team consisted of one medical officer, me, one hospital assistant, one staff nurse, one dispenser, one attendant, and one driver. We offered our service 5 days a week, traveling by the mobile clinic van from Taiping Hospital to the rural towns in the district of Larut, Matang, and Selama. Upon arrival at the site, we open the doors to the public using the van as a mobile clinic. We offered consultation and treatment for simple, stable conditions and we dispense basic medications for hypertension, diabetes, antibiotics, deworming medications, creams, lotions, eye drops, and so forth. Patients who required hospitalisation or specialist care would be referred to the Taiping Hospital by way of a referral letter. The team leave Taiping Hospital at 7 30 am and return by 4 pm daily from Monday to Friday. In exchange for our services, some satisfied patients gave us fish, crabs, prawns, fruits, and vegetables to take home as tokens of appreciation.

Besides medical practice, my wife and I also attended the Taiping Gospel Hall church for Sunday service and weekly Bible studies.

After 1 year in Taiping, I joined the Ministry of Defence as an army medical officer on a 2-year contract. I was drafted into the army by the government of Malaysia. I underwent a 1-month army training course in Kinrara Camp Kuala Lumpur after which I was commissioned as an officer with the rank of a Captain. After the training, I was posted to serve in an army hospital in the Royal Malaysian Airforce Base (RMAF) in Labuan, East Malaysia for the next 2 years.

So towards the end of 1979, my wife and I left on an army aircraft, Charlie 130, from Kuala Lumpur en route to Labuan to report for my tour of duty. The flight took us three and a half hours and we arrived at the Labuan RMAF Airbase. We were provided with free accommodation in the officer quarters near the military hospital. My wife was also posted to Labuan District Hospital as a dental surgeon.

The military hospital in RMAF airbase Labuan was a small setup with a facility for outpatient consultation and a treatment room for minor surgical procedures. My job was to look after the healthcare needs of all the army officers, rank and file soldiers, airforce officers, airman, and all their family members. I was also required to do yearly medical examinations for all the soldiers as part of their service requirement. Patients who required admission or major surgery would be referred to the Labuan District Hospital nearby. The clinical workload here was very light. I only got to see about 10 patients per day. In the evening I like to play tennis, and at night I like to visit the officers’ mess for social gatherings, chit-chat, and refreshments. The beer was cheap as it was a duty-free item.

Life in the army was very relaxing. Clinical work was minimal and this gave me a lot of time to study for the MRCP part 1 examination, (Internal medicine specialist examination) which I managed to pass before my tour of duty comes to an end. As a Captain, I wore an army uniform at work and would be saluted to and called Sir many times a day by the rank and file, and I had to salute back as a sign of courtesy.

I get to know and made friends with senior air force officers, pilots, and their families. Sometimes, when I travel on army aircraft for official duty, I got to sit in the cockpit next to the pilot. There was once when sitting in the cockpit, I saw a genuine full-circle rainbow. It was breathtaking, to say the least. The panoramic view from the cockpit was extremely impressive and beautiful, especially during take-off and landing.

There was one unfortunate incident too. One of my pilot friends lost his life in a helicopter crash in his mid-thirties when he was on a search and rescue mission due to bad weather. He was survived by a young wife and small child, and she was devastated. This incident was so heart-wrenching and sad that even until now, I felt could emotional whenever I thought about it.

Apart from all these, my wife and I also attended an Anglican Church in Labuan, for Sunday service, weekly bible study, and other activities.

Serving in the army was a great experience, away from the hustle and bustle of city life. This unforgettable tour of duty is second to none. The highlight of my army life was the regimental night held once a year in the officer’s mess. All officers arrived in style, dressed in their official regimental attire. Sitting would be according to ranks. A multiple course meal was served according to protocol and all the officers had to adhere strictly to it. We had to know how to use different kinds of knives, forks, and spoons for the different courses and correctly hold them. It was a solemn affair. There would be speeches, toasts, and so forth. No one was allowed to leave the hall until the commanding officer had left. There was a rehearsal before the regimental night for those who are new to familiarise with the protocol.

Labuan is an Island located off the coast of Sabah. At that time, it was a tax-free port. Electronic products were very cheap. Imported cars were also very cheap as these were completely duty-free. Almost all the officers in the army and airforce drove flashy and expensive cars, waiting to ship them back to West Malaysia at the end of their tour of duty. I bought a Honda Accord and my wife bought a Nissan at a fraction of the cost in West Malaysia and we sent them back to West Malaysia by a Navy ship at the end of my tour of duty.

To be continued……..


Memoir of a Doctor: Chapter 4

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by Dr. Andrew C S Koh

Houseman ship in the Ivory Tower


I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by and by into our lives

,Charles Dickens, a Tale of Two Cities

Where the love of man is, there also is love of the art


In July 1977, I found myself working in the ivory tower called the University Hospital Kuala Lumpur, presently known as the University of Malaya Medical Centre, as an intern, or houseman. This is a one-year compulsory training for all new medical graduates before being granted full registration as a medical practitioner under the Malaysian Medical Council. I spent the first 6 months of internship in Internal Medicine and the second 6 months in Obstetric and Gynaecology.

I was given provided accommodation in the houseman’s quarters located on the top 14th floor of the University Hospital block.

I will start my story in Internal Medicine first. Each house officer was assigned to one medical ward. I was assigned to ward 13, located on the 13th floor. I took care of 28 patients in ward 13. This ward was under the care of a medical officer, a lecturer, and a Professor. I worked from 8 am until late in the evening but I had to be back at midnight to look after the cases in ward 13. We called this Cinderella call and we did not particularly like this system because we can’t go anywhere after midnight. There was a restriction of freedom but this was good training. It drove home the point that life as a doctor was not going to be easy. You need to have the calling, the passion, the commitment, and the willingness to sacrifice your time wholeheartedly. Half-hearted commitment will not do.

Houseman ship in Medicine was extremely demanding. My day starts with an early breakfast in the hospital canteen. Then off to the ward to do a fast ward round, making sure that I know each patient by name, provisional diagnosis, latest blood tests and imaging results, management plans, and so forth. There would be new admissions that came in the night before which I was not familiar and others were the older ones that were admitted earlier. By 10 am, the medical officer will come with the lecturer to do the daily ward rounds. Going from one patient to the next until the last one may take a couple of hours, depending on the complexities of each patient. After that, I would have to clerk all the new cases admitted via the outpatient department or the accident and emergency department. My job was to take a full history, do a physical examination, and document these on to the case notes. The medical officer would come by later to check on each case and order the appropriate investigations and recommend the plan of management. Then it was back to clerking new cases, doing ward procedures, and reviewing tests reports, until late into the evening before passing over to the houseman on call.

The highlight of my stint in Medicine was the weekly Professorial grand ward round. My Professor will come in at 9 am with the medical officer, and my job was to present every case to her from head to toe. The ward round usually took a long time to complete because the Professor was very long-winded with her teaching and frequently sidetracked by telling long stories and no one dares to interrupt her! By lunchtime, we would have covered possibly 8 or 10 patients at the most and there were so many more to cover! The team adjourned for a lunch break and resume the grand rounds until 3 or 4 pm. After this, I was back to clerking new cases and reviewing reports. By this time there would be a backlog of cases to clerk and my day would end very late!

The houseman ship provided me with hands-on experience, learning through apprenticeship, and supervision. The medical officer was my mentor and I tagged along with him as close as I can without encroaching too much onto his personal space. Now was the time to put into practice all that I have learned in the last 5 years of medical school. I could learn as much as I wanted to or I could be slip shot and just do the bare minimum. It was entirely up to me and I chose the former route. I got on very well with the nursing sisters building up a relationship with them over time. I learned a lot from them as some of them had been in their profession for decades.

The stint in Obstetrics and Gynaecology was an entirely different ball game altogether. There was no more Cinderella call. If I was not on call, I would be free after doing all the duties for the day and passing the cases over to the on-call houseman. History taking was short and sweet and straight to the point. Lecturers and Professors did not breathe down my neck and were not interested in a detailed history of every case.

Here I learned how to deliver babies, observed forceps and vacuum deliveries by the lecturers, assisted in Caesarean Sections, tubal ligation, vasectomy, and minor surgeries. There were some dramatic incidents as well. A pleasant lady who was a long standing staff of the department of Obstetrics and Gynecology came in for a Caesarean Section and died suddenly on the following day. The lecturer said she had a fat embolism, a rare but fatal clinical syndrome.

One day, when I was on-called, a lady who came in for an emergency hysterectomy had a postoperative intractable massive hemorrhage. The Professor on call was called into the operation theatre. To stop the bleeding he performed bilateral internal iliac artery ligation and saved the day. So many pints of blood were transfused but she was survived! The Professor was praised for his prompt and life-saving decision. This was the first they had to resort to this measure to arrest post-hysterectomy hemorrhage in the Hospital.

Of course, the most unforgettable, most painful, and most unfortunate incident was the MH 653 fatal air-crash in Johore on 6th December 1977. It took the lives of all 7 aircrew members and all 93 passengers on board including the late Professor I S Puvan, Professor of Obstetrics and Gynaecology of University Hospital. He was such a well-loved and well-admired Professor with such a big heart, powerful persona, and everyone including his patients missed him so dearly. His impeccable bedside manners and pleasant personality were second to none and hard to match. A real life Dr Kildare. Even until today, I could not forget about him.

Working in the labour ward was equally exciting and dramatic. We would not know when a patient would come. They usually come in at the most God-forsaken hours of the night but seldom during office hours. Patients came in with variable degrees of pain. Some came in screaming and shouting in pain while others came in with more respectable and tolerable pain. It has to do with the pain thresh hold. Generally, Indian women seemed to have a much lower pain threshold. They tend to scream and shout with each contraction and demanded more and more pethidine for pain relief which was not good for the fetus. I learned from the midwives. Some of them had been in the profession for decades and were very experienced. The Indian word for breathing in and out is ”muchu” and the Indian word for pushing with all of your life is ”muku”. When you want her to breathe in and out, you would say ”muchu” and when you want her to push with all of her life you would say ”muku”. The problem was when the houseman mixed up these two commands and said push with all your life when he wanted her to breathe in and out and to breathe in and our when he wanted her to push with all her life! I was told that this had happened to some houseman before my stint but whether this was true or not I could not confirm. They said that truth is stranger than fiction.

I remembered one day I reported for duty in the labour ward, after taking over from the previous houseman. The labour ward seemed to be too quiet because there was no patient in labour. All the midwives were relaxing, having a jolly good time, and you could have heard a pin drop. Being a newbie to the trade, I blurted out, why is there no patients in labour? The mid-wives rebuked me and said do not be a jinx. Not long after this, patients started to come one after another none stop until my shift was over! Now I understand why Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel said in their song, silence is golden!

To be continued….


Memoirs of a Doctor: chapter 3

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by Dr. Andrew C S Koh

Medical Undergraduate and houseman-ship

University of Malaya, Kuala Lumpur

A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it

Charles Dickens, a tale of two cities

The next 6 years of my life was spent in Kuala Lumpur, the big capital city of Malaysia, 5 years as a medical student in the University of Malaya Medical Faculty, and 1 year as a houseman in the University Hospital, now known as University of Malaya Medical Centre.

I started my career in medicine in July 1977 as an undergraduate student. It was a 5-year course followed by a 1 year as a houseman-ship. The childhood ambition of my life finally came true like a dream! As far as I could remember, I had always wanted to be a medical doctor. I thought this would give me a stable career, a better quality of life, and hopefully a stable source of income. I would be able to help people who are sick, to render assistance, relieve pain, relieve suffering, relieve anxieties, and so on. My opportunity to do all these had finally arrived, thanks be to God, who always had my interest at heart and always had me covered.

For the first two years, I stayed in a residential college called the 1st College as this was the nearest college to the Faculty of Medicine. It was just a matter of 30 minutes walk up a long and winding road, but traveling by motorbike would only take 10 minutes. After 1 week of orientation, we were ready to attend classes. On the first day, the Dean of Medicine, Emeritus Professor TJ Danaraj addressed the class of 72-77 in the grand clinical auditorium. The first words he said were, “Medicine is a life long course, it is never 5 years in a medical school”. He went on to say that what we learn would be obsolete the moment we graduated. He was right and this turned out to be true.

He said a doctor should never stop learning because medical knowledge progressed rapidly and doctors had to keep up with new knowledge and new skills to keep up to date to practice safely. A doctor is like a pilot. If a pilot stops flying and did not clock in the required number of flying hours he would be grounded.

I remembered he also said, “If you want to make plenty of money please go and do another course right now’’. Medicine is both a calling and a passion. Without this two ingredients, it would be very difficult to pursue this career.

Professor Danaraj was very knowledgeable but also very strict. He was a very respectable clinician and academician not only in Malaysia but was also worldwide. We were very blessed to be taught by him.

The medical school curriculum was divided into 2 modules. The first 2 years was the preclinical module where we were taught the basic sciences, anatomy, physiology, biochemistry, parasitology, pathology, clinical pharmacology, public health, statistics and so. The subsequent 3 years was the clinical module when we started to clerk patients in the wards and learned the art and science of medical practice under the guidance and teachings from the lecturers and professors.

The preclinical years were quite boring as we had to study a lot of basic sciences and were not allowed to interact with patients in the hospital. It seemed irrelevant at the time but this was not true. Without the basic prerequisite knowledge to us back up, interacting with patients would be dangerous. The pre-clinical years builds up a strong basic foundation needed to understand and practice the art and science of medicine. After surviving the first 2 years, I moved on to the next 3 years of the clinical module.

Our batch was very fortunate to have world-class eminent clinicians like Prof. TJ Danaraj and others of his caliber to teach us the art and skill of medicine. Prof. TJ D told us not to refer to any patient as case 1, case 2, and so forth. Behind every case is a person, a human being with a name, and a soul. They were not to be referred to as case number such and such. Empathy, compassion, kindness, the right attitude, and good bedside manners go a long way.

I remembered those clinical case conferences taught by Prof. TJ D in the clinical auditorium. One student will be selected to present a case to the class in front of him. There would be tension in the room as the poor student at centre stage presents the case, terrified, expecting to be scolded and torn apart by the barrage of questions that followed. Even those who did not present the case would be equally terrified, especially those sitting in the front rows, expecting to be hauled by Prof. TJD anytime. Even those who kept quiet would be hauled up for not asking intelligent questions.

Then there were the teaching rounds with Prof TJ D in the wards. Ever so often, he made a spot diagnosis just by looking at the patient without even taking a history or doing a physical examination. He made spot diagnoses of patients with hyperthyroidism, hypothyroidism, end-stage renal failure, and so forth. He taught us the importance of observation before palpation. He taught us to use all our 5 senses of observing, hearing, smelling, touching, and feeling to make a diagnosis. A good history and a good physical examination is also the key to making a diagnosis.

On one particular teaching ward-round, a patient with Chronic Rheumatic Heart Disease (CRHD) was presented. Palpating the character of the pulse, observing the JVP waveform, locating the position of the apex beat, palpating the precordium for thrills, and palpating the liver size would be sufficient for him to arrive at the diagnosis. Auscultation using the stethoscope was only required for him to confirm the diagnosis. The clinical acumen of Prof. TJD was hard to match. Besides cardiology, he also was a neurologist par excellence. I was also amazed by his ability to elicit clinical signs in neurology.

Medicine is both an art and a science. They say you can train a monkey to be an engineer but you cannot train a monkey to be a doctor.

My life as a medical student was not very dramatic or colourful by any stretch of the imagination. The preclinical years were very demanding. There were lectures to attend, practical work to do in the biochemistry laboratory, and practical work at the anatomy dissection room. The class was divided into small groups for anatomy classes and each group was assigned one cadaver. Seeing a cadaver for the first time was not so frightening after all. The cadaver had been preserved with some kind of embalming fluids to prevent decomposition. The smell of embalming fluids in the anatomy room very strong and irritating to the eyes. The professor of anatomy told us to respect the cadavers because they were there for us to learn anatomy. After every dissection, the cadaver gets smaller and smaller until there would be nothing left. Each group became closely knitted and built up a relationship over the year.

There was a Christian fellowship group in my class. These are my Christian classmates about 10 or 12 of them. Although I was a free thinker, they invited me to join them in their weekly fellowship and other activities. They shared the gospel with me, gave me a Christian book to take home, and even prayed for me. In my last spring cleaning, I found this book with autographs and a message. My Christian friends were very helpful, reliable, honest, respectful, and good role models. Through their influences, I came to know about the Christian faith. I also got to join the activities of the Varsity Christian Fellowship, (VCF) and made friends with some of my seniors who are Christians and members of VCF. In the 4th year of my study, I became a Christian through the sharing of one VCF member who visited me in my room when I was in the middle of a situational life crisis.

I have one classmate whom I am particularly fond of. He was a top scholar from Sarawak and had long beards. We called him “janggut’, which means beard in Bahasa Malaysia. He was a good role model too and we spent quality time and did many things together through the years.

For the last 3 clinical years, I moved to the clinical student hostel, CSH, which was within walking distance from the medical school and the University Hospital. This was very much nearer than the first residential college. Life in the CSH was interesting. Students played volleyball, tennis, and sepak takraw in the evening. Some of my classmates played mahjong until late into the night even during the examinations but still end up with distinction and top of the class. Some of my classmates were very rich and drove brand new BMWs while most of the Professors were driving very old Volvos or Peugeots.

I was not a very good student. I found the medical course challenging. There were plenty of things to read, remember, memorise, and understand. By the grace of God, I managed to pass all my examinations and graduated with MBBS (Malaya) in 1977. In those days, due to a shortage of doctors, medical graduates were required to start houseman-ship immediately passing the final year examination. But to negotiate for a pay increase, our class refused to start houseman-ship immediately. This initiative forced the government to increase the houseman-ship salary from RM 850 to RM 1150. After 12 months of houseman-ship in the University Hospital, Kuala Lumpur before I was finally registered with the Malaysian Medical Council with a license to practice medicine in Malaysia. Some people called this a license to kill. Don’t ever believe this! Life is sacred. The Hippocratic oath says, “Above all, do no harm”.

After graduation, the MU Class of 72-77 still kept in touch and met regularly through WhatsApp and Reunions. Initially, we had reunions once every 5 years but for the last 5 years, this had become a yearly affair. The last annual reunion was held successfully in Singapore, hosted by our Singapore classmates. A reunion was planned to be held in Ipoh in 2020 but unfortunately, this event had to be canceled due to the COVID 19 pandemic. We hope that with the availability of the vaccine, this will pandemic be over sooner rather than later.

To be continued…..