We spend a long time focused on the future, planning it, working toward it. But at some point we need to start realizing our life is actually happening now.
Ang arte mo, ayaw mo pala ako makita. Pinaasa mo pa ako, nakakainis. Gustong gusto na kita sapakin. Yes sorry rant to, tweet sana kaso nakakahiya i-rant sa twitter kasi madaming med friends ang gising pa and nag aaral for friday hell exams (while im screwing instead of studying) kbye.
PS. please Lord let me survive this, madaling bawiin ang tulog, ang grades kasi hindi haha.
Medlife is puyat life, always and forever (sorry corny)
Oh, My Sunday Agenda..
Yeah, it’s the midbrain! My midbrain, your midbrain, our midbrain. Cool?
Walang pasok sa UST today. I guess, no one was expecting the announcement, i mean super unexpected since hindi naman heavy ang rain within UST.
I got good plans today, thank you Lord. Finally, another TGIF to shout. Im going to a date, and yes now im super excited hihi.
Keep safe everyone!
Team No Sleep
It’s 3am and i’m still awake, studying.
Samantalang yung iba dito, wide awake sila just to do all other stuff. Sometimes i wanna cry, kasi part of me wants to enjoy life. I mean things like travelling and exploring the world. But i know, there’s more of life i wanted to see, if i stay and survive medschool. So here i am, going back to want i am reading.
2 more handouts for my 10am shifting exam, wish me luck. And yeah, this is a short rant, me arguing with myself (i know thats crazy).
Have a good sleep everyone (except me) haha ❤️
It’s my first shifting week at medschool. I have to stay at the Gradschool library to finish few handouts and lectures for the exam, then i suddenly miss him. Yeah, nakakita ako ng couple/s studying together, and then it suddenly hit me! I miss my favorite library companion/kakulitan.
Well maybe, part of growing up is accepting that sometimes we cant have everything the way we want things to be.
I know, distance will never be the problem. Life is just how we see it, how we perseve it, and how we take care of every relationship we have.
PS. Hi Ate Clarisse and spark spark boyfie, i hope di nyo makita ‘to kasi im posting it online now, well in case you do, i love you!
What’s so weird about this photo? para i-post ko pa.. well i just wanna know if this is really normal? A guy using a COSE Bag, I mean hindi naman bawal na gumamit ang mga guys ng brand na ito, curious lang ako talaga, nasa girls section ‘to ng bags, didn’t they ever had the idea na they might be mistaken as gays? I had a guy classmate who uses the same brand, is it the color? the design? the style? hmm..
Hmmm my last post was a month ago na pala. Sobrang naging busy ako na i didn’t even have time to rant about my everyday life, though I am actually always excited to write how did my day end up.
My prelims examination is ending tomorrow, pero feeling ko today na yung last day since super chill lang ng subject ko for tomorrow hehe. I wanted to do something nice sana since I had the whole afternoon to do anything I want, so I decided to open my blog today and write something na lang :)
I was thinking which to write first? Hindi sa wala akong masulat, but nalilito ako kung ano ba dapat ang unahin ko isulat. Right now, natuwa ako sa blog post na nabasa ko kaya i-shashare ko muna ‘to sa mga blogger dyan na dream din maging doctor, someday ♥
Sharing a blog post entitled, “Dear Patient” by fredericting
I was once asked by a patient, “Doc, hindi kaba napapagod sa trabaho mo?” (Doctor, don’t you ever get tired of your work?)
It was 3 in the morning at PGH, and I was pushing a stretcher where my pre-eclamptic patient laid, from the OB Admitting Section to the Perinatology Office for cardiotocometry. I did not know how to answer; instead I was left into tears.
That moment reminded me of my days at Corazon Locsin Montelibano Memorial Regional Hospital where I spent my junior internship as a medical student –a hospital which I think is one of the best training grounds for aspiring doctors. When I was a junior intern, I cannot remember the number of times I have asked myself questions similar to the one asked by my patient: “Why am I here? Why am I depriving myself of sleep, food, and comfort that the rest of my non-medical friends are enjoying? And what? End up being scolded during conferences for not doing enough?”
Social scientists believe that people are commercialistic in general -we do one thing to gain something. So this thought made me ask myself “What’s in it for us, doctors? What wakes us up every single day, makes us wear that white coat, grab our stethoscope and rush to the hospital?”
It’s definitely not money –because we would’ve earned a lot more and faster in the corporate world.
It’s definitely not the spotlight –because the spotlight in medical training means getting on the podium and answering all sorts of questions from different medical consultants. This exercise often makes us, doctors, realize that no matter how hard we study, we still haven’t learned enough, and that we would always miss that one piece of information which we think was irrelevant only to be told that it is very pertinent.
It’s definitely not the hierarchy –because we all know that you’ll be bad-mouthed by your juniors if you treat them badly, and how the nurses can tear up parts of your patients’ charts if you’re being a bitch to them.
So what is in Medicine? What makes us endure the training? What makes us prioritize our patients more than our own families? And the question at the end of the day: Is this all worth it?
I can’t answer these questions for all doctors, but I’d love to share my thoughts by writing a letter in reply to the query of my patient.
I am sorry if I wasn’t able to answer your question immediately. I was just too tired, too hungry, and pre-occupied by a lot of things. But that question is too memorable for it has been asked by a lot of people, even by myself. So to answer your question:
Yes, my handwriting sucks–for I have copied lecture notes from conferences, made tons of prescriptions and laboratory requests, written history, physical examination findings, and incoming / outgoing notes –all within a day’s work.
Yes, you may have seen me with tears as I walked out of our conference room –for I have just been reprimanded by my seniors for not looking for a journal that supports my decision in a dilemma I have encountered in preparing your treatment plan.
I know that you are going through a lot of things during your hospital stay. But may you never forget that we, your doctors, also go out of our comfort zones and give all that we can to provide you the best care possible.
And you know what’s the best thing about us, your doctors? It’s the fact that if ever we get burned out today, tomorrow is another day –another day for us to wake up in the wee hours of the morning, brew our coffee, hit our books, rush to the hospital, present you in conferences, and finally see you during our rounds.
All that we ask from you is that you pray for us, your doctors, that we will never get tired of maintaining that sacred connection between God, ourselves, and you –for He was, is, and will always be the True Healer, and because He is the only nourishment that can sustain us in our quest towards making you as healthy as possible.
How to blog during exams week? Time management.