Not The Same Person Anymore

So, the last time I blogged was when I was in Yr 2 . And today I'm in the last few weeks of my first clinical posting(Paediatrics♥)
The habit of writing about your daily struggles and triumphs is something I've been wanting to cultivate in myself but I have never failed in something this badly before. Haha

Anyways, I'm am ever grateful to my sick memory for atleast reminding me of the existance of this blog.

And I would like to write down something incredible that happened today.

 Classes got cancelled on a MONDAY. Can you imagine that? So of course it deserved to be mentioned on my blog!


Haha so lame I know.



On  another note,
I realised today that time flies so fast that I get goosebumps thinking of it.
I dont where and what I'll be the next time I blog.

But today I am grateful for how things have turned out.
And I'm happy
that I'm not the same person anymore.


I truly pity the people who read my blog posts.

Yours and only yours,

Pooja

Because Its Been Awhile.

So, its been awhile since I last wrote something here.
Reading through my last posts made me realise how drastically life has changed for me in a couple of years. (One of it being that, I had so much of free time THEN compared to what I have now.)

Year 2 started last October. And since then I've been bombarded with classes, practicals, tutorials, seminars, quizzes, Progress Tests  and finally the Semester exam( definitely the cherry on the cake).

I'm finally on my break now. It may be only for A WEEK. But its more than enough for a person like me who hates having too much of free time up her sleeves.

Pre-clinicals will end this August.

After that, its gonna get harder.

They weren't joking when they said 'You'll never have time for anything else. Whatever time you have , should be and MUST be used for studying."

Thankfully, I love what I do, so I don't really feel the pressure.


Till next time . (Or till I have something to write about. It might be tomorrow OR after 3 years)

The Twelve Types.

The ultimate 12 types of medical students.










They really exist.

Gone

"You dont worry , dear. You'll only do what your heart desires, nothing else."



Your presence will be deeply missed grandmama. I'll always love you. And I'll make you proud. I promise.

You are now pronounced DEAD.

A blog post by Dr. Erhumu. I fancied it. So thus, I'm reblogging it :)

Read a story about someone who was discovered alive after being put in the mortuary - Scary, very scary. It would have been priceless though to see the face of the mortuary attendant or whoever discovered him. Imagine opening up a body and the 'dead' body goes,"o hello there,i've been wondering when someone would stop by".

What are the end of life signs?

Doctors usually do some physical examination
before pronouncing someone dead, these include:

Checking the pupils

Checking the pulses

Checking the heart beat

Checking for respiration

There was mild drama recently in the ER when a doctor certified a body dead. While the body was being taken away, there was a loud uproar around the Emergency room that the body had moved.
The body was quickly rushed back to the doctor.
The doctor fearing a possible mob action had to ask for an unbiased second opinion.
Of course, the body was still dead. So what must have happened? Your guess is as good as mine.

Many a time i find myself going through the motion of checking a body that is so obviously dead and feeling stupid about it. Imagine an almost decomposing body brought to the ER, then imagine a doctor bringing out his fancy stethoscope, checking the heart, looking at the eyes, checking for respiration." Hello! He's been dead 2 days!"

Notwithstanding, it would be quite callous and completely irresponsible for a doctor to go,"o yeah, i see him, he's dead alright, cover him up", without performing even some perfunctory checks.

For medico-legal reasons you still have to check and maybe double check however unpleasant it is; because, strange things still occur that may be hard to explain away scientifically.

'Make way, subjects coming through'

I normally dont do this. I normally dont blog what happens to me in daily life. Because if I do, my readers would be bored(I'm an ordinary student living an ordinary life.).
But this time I'd like to share a rather fun (funny) experience that had happened on Wed (25th July).

You see, I might have joined med school already but I'm still in the preparatory phase. So, we're not officially Year 1 students just yet. The REAL Year 1 med students were having their Professional Exams this week. Their last paper was the Practical part where they had to perform Auscultary (blood pressure taking) for patients. Since they're first year students, it wouldnt be appropriate to perform on REAL patients so our Lectures asked for volunteers. And yes. We the Prep Course students volunteered as their SUBJECTS.

We felt like lab rats.

It was hilarious.

The students were so nervous , I felt soooo pity by just looking at them.

Nervousness can really bring down one's performance. Some of em' did everything upside down. I didnt know whether to laugh or help them. (I couldnt do both)

We were in alot of pain at the end of the session . Blood pressure taking can be painful if you pump a lil tooo much.

But trust me, we have all become so good in Auscultary. When its our turn next year, we (I Hope) will ace this part of the examination.

Dream.

Reality bites .

Simple

Blogging from my phone.  What else could be simpler?

Wonder why I never thought of this earlier.

Oh well.

Toodles for now.
XOXO:):)

Nothing more noble

Somebody asked a doctor How much do you make?” The Doctor replied: “HOW MUCH DO I MAKE?” … I can make holding your hand seem like the most important thing in the world when you’re scared… I can make your child breathe when they stop…I can help your father survive a heart attack…I can make myself get up at 4AM to …make sure your mother has the medicine she needs to live…and I will work straight through until 4am to keep her alive and start the day all over again! I work all day to save the lives of strangers…I will drop everything and run a code for hours trying to keep you alive!!! I make my family wait for dinner until I know your family member is taken care of…I make myself skip lunch so that I can make sure that everything I did for your wife today was correct…I work weekends and holidays and all through the night because people don’t just get sick Monday thru Friday and during normal working hours. Today, I might save your life. How much do I make? All I know is, I make a difference...

Karma

This was what I got out of Wikipedia when I typed 'Karma' in the search engine.

Karma (Sanskrit: कर्म IPA: [ˈkərmə] ( listen);^[1] Pali: kamma) in Indian religions is the concept of "action" or "deed", understood as that which causes the entire cycle of cause and effect (i.e., the cycle called saṃsāra) originating in ancient India and treated in the Hindu, Jain, Buddhist and Sikh religions.^[2]

Do you believe in Karma? Being a hindu, I do. But you know what makes me really believe in Karma?

Them.