AnecDocs

During one of our rotations in the psychiatric ward, my classmate asked one patient why he was admitted. But he just sang. It would have appeared that he deliberately ignored her...it's just that the lyrics go "...coz I'm half crazy..." Well, i couldn't have said it better myself!

E.R.

The 9th is slowly moving into the 10th, ticking away by the seconds. This room could not have been any more peaceful or empty, giving me no excuse to read this book in front of me.

Yet my mind wanders to a place I've never been, making conversations with someone I wish I was with, basking in the glorious feelings I'm supposed to be feeling. . .

But alas, I spoke to soon. Here comes trudging along the ramp, a couple with with a little boy in their arms. And just as they laid the little boy in the first bed, another group arrived, a father carrying his young son having breathing difficulty.

This room, that had been so empty a few moments ago, is quickly becoming crowded once more.

POP!

There goes my happy moment.

And there goes the peace and quiet in the ER.

<<January 9, 2010--10:00pm--NOPH-ER>>

"Happy" New Year

"A new year brings forth new opportunities...new hope."

So, 2010 did not start well for me. maybe I was just tired because I was on duty on new year's eve, and had 2 GSW cases in the first few hours of the year, with 1 DOA. Guess I could say I started the new year with a bang! Literally. And on new year's day when we supposedly had a family gathering, or reunion of sorts, I slept through the whole thing. And 2 days into the new year, i don't feel any ounce of excitement, and even missed 4 hours of duty because I wasn't feeling up to it. Excuses, excuses.

I met up with my friends and watched 2 movies, and talked forever, until we had to go home because some of us are on 24H duty the next day. I always had lots of fun with my girlfriends, even with a simple get-together and talking over food.

And that's when it hit me, how I truly feel about the new year. One of my friends was particularly optimistic about the whole new-year-new-opportunities thing. But I didn't really caught up with her optimism. It's like the events that happened to me as the clock struck 12, and on the subsequent 24 hours that followed affected my whole outlook for the coming 364 days.

Being a relatively cheerful and optimistic person, this isn't how I usually greet the new year. And it bummed me to feel this way. I want to be excited and optimistic about the new year too. I'll be graduating, then start my PGI year. But try as I may, I don't really feel like it. It's like there's a hole inside my chest--a void (ok, this is getting a bit melodramatic, but I would like to emphasize that I'm not in a "new-moon-Bella" state whatsoever).

I don't know, maybe I just feel tired and longing for vacation to come where I can soak in the sun and sand all day. That would be 3 months from now. (counting...)

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High School never ends...?

As I was driving home from school, a song "high school never ends" was blasting through the radio. This made me reminisce through the whole 15-minute drive home. The fact is, I really enjoyed my high school life. I still maintain regular contact with my high school bestfriends, occasionally meet during our free time, and even plan for future travels. On special occasions, and on holidays, we have an outing, reminiscent of high school outings--with the same faces. Some classmates, no matter the constant invite, never really show up, some show up once in a while, and some, like me, is always present on the occasion (LOL!). Make that few. I think I can only count about 5 of us who are always present. Well, we used to be the organizers years back. I guess that's our primary role. I keep thinking maybe I should be absent sometimes because come our grand reunion, I wouldn't really be amazed at the 10-year evolution of our classmates because I'm relatively updated annually. But then, I really enjoyed the company of these people that I really like going to these gatherings. In fact, I'm so looking forward to our 10-year reunion. That would be in 2011. My only concern is, I would be a PGI at that time, and I'm fervently praying that the officers won't schedule the reunion during my duty.

Bring it on!

If I maybe complaining about being the jinxed last post, well, notice the lag in the date. True enough, I was so busy I hadn't had time to blog. I don't care about compatibilities in the chakras anymore. Truth is, busy-hon na jud ko! Eversince surgery, OB, pedia, and presently in OB-NOPH...I think I'm the busiest in our group, if not in our whole class, rivaled only by my own duty-mates...haha! In other words, our duty group has been the busiest among the class, setting record-high admissions whichever department we're in. I was thinking, maybe we're only busy if we're apart, because for some reason, when the three of us are together, we're relatively not busy--whatever.

The only thing I can say for now is, I'm really enjoying my rotation in OB-NOPH (I do want to be an OBGYN). And yes, I also hold the record of highest admissions in our group, and in our class so far (Group C has not rotated yet). But I'm glad because this meant more cases, and more experiences. The one I particularly enjoyed was delivering my 3rd set of twins, because this was done vaginally, and I was the one who really delivered them (and not just as first-assist, as in cesarean sections). Since the second twin was breech in presentation, I was also able to do the Mauricio maneuver (I'm only the second in our class to do so, but I think I would get more credit since I delivered a live baby, unlike my classmate who did it on a case of fetal demise).

This being said, I'm really going to miss this present rotation. Tomorrow would be my last duty and I'm expecting a full 24-hours duty again (not a wink of sleep). But I say, bring it on!