salam, this is q for 1st group
Salam to all,
Hope that everybody is in good condition as the exam is just around the corner hehe. Included here are questions from round that i got from Dr Khaled in Badiah(those are past year questions and ans for 6th year. He was the examiner for the past few years. Also i put questions from cd(bil rafedeen) in case anyone dont have it yet. bittawfeq salam
InsyaAllah lagi 2 minggu, pelajar tahun 6 akan sekali lagi diuji fizikal & mentalnya dlm OSCE. Ini soalan2 OSCE O&G kumpulan D. Moga bermanfaat buat semua sahabat.
1) Q :counseling for the baby of gestational diabetic mother
Ans : fetal assessment of GDM baby as written in the Ru2ia lecture notes
2) Q : patient with history of gush of fluid (PROM)
a -what is your DDx?
b -what investigation should we use to diagnose PROM ?
c - if the patient does not have labour pain after 12 hours (not sure) what is your management plan?
3) Q : findings of patient with endometriosis
a - what is your dx?
b - what is the common site of endometriosis lesion
c - what is the diagnostic procedure?
d - what is the treatment ?
4) Q : patient with postmenopausal bleeding
a - what is your DDx?
b - what investigation will you order for the patient?
c - what is the medication?
d - what are the 2 side effects of progesterone?
InsyaAllah bittaufeq
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Suatu hari ada seorang pemuda yang merasakan dirinya terpisah antara kewajipan & realiti, antara iman & ilmunya dan antara ucapan lisan & penghayatan dari hatinya. Lantas dia menulis surat kepada Imam Hassan al-Banna bertanyakan penawar bagi hatinya & kemudian dibalas pula oleh ulama tersebut. Apa yang menarik adalah huraian suratnya seakan-akan menerangkan apa yang pernah, sedang atau akan tersirat di hati kita.
Dalam kita sentiasa mencari cara menjadikan hari semalam lebih baik dari hari ini, mendekatkan diri lebih rapat kepada Allah swt, melatih jiwa lebih taat menuruti iman dan mengawasinya dari setiap helah kemungkaran kita akan menemui keadaan di mana hati kita seakan-akan tidak turut serta dalam usaha fizikal kita mengejar semua ini. Kitab yang ditatap mata dan nasihat yang mencelah masuk ke telinga seolah-olah tidak sampai ke hati untuk menghidup suburkannya. Di sini, saya ingin berkongsi surat pemuda & jawapan Imam Hassan al-Banna.
Yang terhormat ustaz Hassan al-Banna,
Assalamualaikum wbth,
Apakah anda pernah mendengar tentang lelaki tanpa hati? Maaf, jika hati yang dimaksudkan adalah salah satu anggota tubuh dari daging yang berwarna merah, yang menarik dan melepaskan darahnya, tentu saja lelaki itu memilikinya. Yang dengannya dia dapat hidup & menjalani kehidupannya. Akan tetapi hati yang bersemangat, kuat & hidup, sayang sekali dia tidak memilikinya.
Dia mengetahui kebaikan meskipun kecil, dia juga mengetahui keburukan meski pun samar-samar.
Seringkali dia benar2 merasai & memahami perilaku seseorang dari wajahnya & dapat memberi respon terhadap hal itu. Akan tetapi, dia tidak memiliki hati. Jika bertemu dengan teman lamanya yang sudah lama tidak bersua, dia bersalam lalu menggenggam tangannya kuat, bahkan memeluknya. Namun hatinya, tetap beku, sama sekali tidak terpengaruh. Dia memberi nasihat kepada orang lain, " Jadilah kalian begini & jadilah kalian begitu", serta menyebutkan pelbagai dalil & bukti, namun hatimya semakin keras & tidak terpengaruh.
Dia tersenyum kala mendengar berita gembira. Dia juga mengerutkan dahi saat menerima berita duka. Akan tetapi, kegembiraan & kesedihannya hanyalah reaksi semula jadi semata, sedangkan hatinya tetap diam & tidak bergoncang.
Dia menyatakan cinta & benci kepada seseorang. Tetapi ketika melihat hatinya, ia tetap diam tanpa memberi penjelasan.
Dia berdiri menunaikan solat & berusaha khusyuk, membaca al-Quran & berusaha menumpukan perhatiannya. Ketika menunaikan solat, dia membaca bacaan solat dengan nadanya sehingga orang-orang pun berkata, " Dia itu khusyuk nampaknya." Akan tetapi ketika meraba hatinya, dia mendapatinya tuli & tidak khusyuk, walaupun memahami apa yang dibaca.
Ini adalah gambaran sebenar yang terjadi pada hati lelaki itu. Saya tidak melebih-lebihkan atau menguranginya. Menurut anda, apakah anda dapat mengatakan bahawa hatinya sama seperti kebiasaan hati orang-orang lain?
Saya dianugerahi akal tetapi hati saya hilang. Saya merasakan akal fikiran saya cerdas berfikir, bekerja, hidup & menunjukkan kewujudannya. Akan tetapi, ketika saya ingin menghayati semua itu pada hati saya, sama sekali saya tidak menjumpainya. Saat ini, anda telah mendengar tentang seseorang lelaki yang tidak memiliki hati.
Dia adalah seorang yang membuat perjanjian(baiah) dengan anda & anda teah mengambil janji setia darinya. Apakah anda rela jika seorang tentera anda hidup tanpa hati? Apakah anda dapat membantu menghidupkan hatinya agar bergerak dan merasai apa yang diucapkan oleh lisannya?
Inilah penyakit salah seorang tentera anda yang akan membuat anda sedih jika mengetahuinya. Oleh sebab itu, saya tidak akan menyebutkan namanya, hinggalah saya maklumkan anda bahawa dia telah sembuh.
Waalaikumussalam wbth
InsyaAllah saya akan tuliskan jawapan yang dibalas oleh Imam Hassan al-Banna. Sementara itu, saya alu-alukan sebarang pendapat pembaca tentang surat lelaki ini, baik dari huraian keadaan hatinya yang 'hilang' itu atau cadangan ubat untuk menyembuhkan hatinya.
p/s-surat ini dipetik dari Nazhrat fi at-Tarbiyyah wa as-Suluk, h.107, 108.
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Bismillah
Utusan emel daripada seorang sahabat. Kisah menarik untuk perkongsian. Minta izin untuk menyalin tampal di sini, untuk manfaat bersama. Baca sehingga habis cerita, ambillah pengajaran.
Assalamualaikum wth,
Dear brother and sisters, please read this..
For there is no time to waste.....
Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma services at the Central Mosque (and shortly after Al-Usrah program), theImam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.
This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'
His 'Mu'allim' dad asked, 'Ready for what?'
'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.'
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'
'Thanks, Dad!'
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old da'wah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!
He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that "ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU" and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure.'
With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave..
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'
Well, the following Friday afternoon after Jumat service (during which period they hold a weekly program, Al-Usrah) the Imam was giving some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked,
'Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?'
Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over the speaker. As the voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment was plainly evident in it even though it wasn't to be seen,
'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband passed away some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was evenmore so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end ofto leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away……
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly............
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long
been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice,
'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'
Then he gave me this booklet, "Path To Paradise" that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them anymore.
You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from a eternity in Hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the mosque. And as shouts of TAKBIR!!! ALLAH AKBAR!!! rented the air, even among the ladies.
Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor for his son....... Except for One. This very one...
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for HIS people!
Remember, Allah's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone you know.
Please share this wonderful message.
Spread HIS Word, help HIM and you'll see HIS hand in everything you do...
Moral of the story.....?
Tanya diri, soal hati
(Kene ketuk, ouchh... bangunla weiii, bangun! )
Wallahua'lam
Bismillah
Doa yang pernah dikirim oleh seorang sahabat ketika sambutan hari jadi saya 3 tahun lalu. Dan saya kirimkan buat mereka yang tersayang di sisi saya yang telah, sedang dan bakal meraikan hari gembira mereka...
Buatmu, sahabat
