The wounded healer
During my first monitoring shift at the PACU (Post-anesthesia Care Unit), my teammate told me that one of the newly transferred patients is a fellow from Pediatrics under Neurology. She underwent a Surgery on her gallbladder, It an oxymoron to see a doctor there, a little bit helpless and in pain after the laparoscopic cholecystectomy. A wounded healer. I could feel her pain. I could understand her.We are wounded healers and these painful wounds help us be the doctors we ought to be.
Wounded healers make the best doctors for they know what is to be sick, what is is to be in pain.
The water bottle
A patient came in at the OB Outpatient clinic with a blood pressure of 140/90. The woman is pregnant and we are considering pre-eclampsia (high blood in pregnancy). The woman was not able to take her medications (Methyldopa) since she had to wake up early for the long queue at out outpatient clinic. So, there I was, asking around for that drug, scouting for it. Fortunately, a resident has her own stash of the antihypertensive.
Problem number 2. The patient does not have water. I just had my breakfast prior to going to the OPD, so my bottle is still half-filled. I told her she can just have my water. I asked her to wait outside for a repeat blood pressure. After 15 minutes, she came back. I was surprised. She bought me ice-cold water bottle. For patients in our dearest hospital, every dime counts. That bottle of water meant a lot. Every drop quenched my thirsty soul.
Thank you for the post-duty day. A time to regain the lost sleeping hours. A time to go to mass. A time to have dinner with people I love. Amen.
Wanted to buy this book by Umberto Eco at Booksale but I had no money left so I hid it somewhere para balikan today. But, when I went back, I saw this lady holding it right at my very eyes, intending to buy it. I waited a little longer, hoping that she decides not to buy it. But, I couldn’t wait for so long. Better luck next time. :)
1. OB-GYNE OPD. I has been almost two years since I last saw patients at the OB-GYNE OPD. I had to brush up on my skills in Pap Smear taking and internal Examination. Good thing the residents were kind enough to teach me and they even treated us with pizza in the afternoon.
2. I had this patient at the ward who gave birth to a child who eventually passed away at the NICU ICU. May the baby rest in peace.
3. Happy birthday to one of my closest friends in med. I am so happy to see him once again, even just for a little while. It was nice eating the pretentious red velvet that I bought yesterday.
Random stories from OB
Women getting pregnant are getting younger and younger. I was conducting a patient to Biometry (a test used to assess the fetal status by visualizing the baby through ultrasound). I asked how old she is. She is 17. I asked where the father is. They broke-up.
And then. At the OB Admitting Section. There was a 14-year old who got pregnant. I was astounded and dumbfounded.
I wonder what is wrong.
"Love does not mean to have, to own, to possess. It means to be had, to be owned, to be possessed. It is the giving of oneself for another. That is why we speak of arrows and darts of love – something that wounds."
"Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive."
Hafiz (via perfect)
Just had my very first duty as an intern at the OB Admitting. Was able to eat my first full meal at around 10 pm. Good thing the patients subsided during the wee hours of the morning. I am just so thankful for my duty-mates.
"I won’t give up on us, even if the skies get rough."
Missing the concert of Jason Mraz again but it’s okay. Next time. It’s time to sleep and dream. :)
"Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say “My tooth is aching” than to say “My heart is broken."
C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain (via cyanide-poisoning)
"Do something today that your future self will thank you for."
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Celebrating Mother’s Day with @Sueshine
Years after her adoption from a South Korean orphanage, Instagrammer Sue (@sueshine) discovered she had the autoimmune disease known as Lupus. The affliction practically destroyed her kidneys at a young age and years later when she discovered she was pregnant, both she and her husband knew they had a challenging road ahead of them. Her daughter, Sammy Lu, was born weighing less than 3 pounds, but Sue recalls that their struggle to bring Sammy into the world “was beautiful because my husband, my baby and I all fought together like warriors on a battlefield that refused to give up on each other. She was itty bitty but she was a fighter.” Sue’s condition improved after a kidney donation from her husband, who was miraculously a perfect donor match.
Two years later, it was confirmed that Sammy was autistic, but this was a hurdle Sue could overcome. “Raising an autistic child has pushed me to be creative and create a creative environment for Sammy. The scenes I capture are a combination of Sammy’s imagination and mine. It’s a peek into our Never Never Land; the place where silly, exciting and impossible things can happen.”
Sue shares photos of Sammy’s world on Instagram. Her photos capture the moments of calm, joy and wonder Sammy experiences as she interacts with the whimsical scenes that Sue carefully crafts with love.“It’s given me a place to show my life and most importantly Sammy’s life. Now it’s evolved into wanting to show a side of autism that is real and beautiful. That my daughter is more than a cute face, she has depth, hopes and struggles. To think that Sammy has strangers cheering her on, enjoying the small glimpses into her life and wanting the very best for her future is a wonderful thing that has come from the Instagram community.”
corybungus asked: Hey! I hope you don't mind me asking, but I want to go to med school and I was just wondering what the odds are of getting in?? I'm in my second semester as a Nursing major (I'm gunna be changing it to biology when I transfer) , and I have the average grades. Pretty much straight 90's or above, but did you do anything extra or how did you stand out to get in?? I'm really curious to talk to someone who has actually been accepted into a school :D
Hi. :) Where are you from? In some schools, grades are a requirement. :) In some, you just need to score high on the NMAT. I think you will really make it. The desire is there. Just study well and trust that you will get in. :)