Monday, June 27, 2005

May 29, 2005
Rotation: Rehabilitation Medicine

Sometimes you seek to grasp things beyond your reach. Sometimes you wish you can control the world's every turn. Sometimes you let go of a piece of bitter reality and pray that someone out there would replace this piece with happier days. Sometimes you venture into the unknown then wish you hadn't. For you realize a little too late that it would hurt bad. Sometimes you hover comfortably over your sheltered zone but still you wonder what life would be like out there. Sometimes you tend to focus on the intricacies of life that you take its simple pleasures for granted. Sometimes you stand amidst the busy crowd eyeing an unfamiliar face , silently admiring the view...then for a fleeting moment, you exchange furtive glances before getting swallowed up by the prism of the city. You turn 26 and you think you had it all figured out. But as your life unfolds, you realize that you'll never figure everything out. Because whenever the corners of your mouth start to succumb to a smile, the world turns its back on you. Because whenever desolation starts to engulf you, the world embraces you. You are a paradox. Everyone else is. The world is so messed up right now that it will take forever to iron out its kinks. So, while your lungs are still capable of taking in the air of life, enjoy the ride. You have no better choice. Who knows? Afterlife may be worth the long wait.
Just burping out loud.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it's still a beautiful world...

Saturday, June 11, 2005

The Lowly Clerk's First Two Months

I had finished three rotations since my last post: Radiology, Rehabilitation Medicine and Family Medicine. Among the three, I enjoyed my stay with the Family Medicine Department the most. The interns, residents and consultants were SO nice and accomodating. The training was mostly hands on. The first time I performed an internal examination, I felt so grossed out. Dr. Bautista's right. We girls don't know how we look down there. It's not a pretty sight, I'm telling you, especially if the woman's nearly clueless about feminine hygiene. Anyway, I'm nearly done with my rotation in Psychiatry. So far, things are going quite well. Oh. My patient refused to talk to me when she learned that I was born in 1979. She's so preoccupied with her daily horoscope that she patterns her life according to it. Her history says she's obsessed with vampires and amulets as well. Interesting. I hope I can find a way to get through the wall she has created for herself. Her preoccupations have caused her to push some people away. Sadly, the reason for the emergence of these symptoms is her husband's infidelity. :-( Through this blog, I hope you'll get a better grasp of the life of a lowly medical clerk. Hehe. Nah. I hope you'll learn more about the art and science of Medicine straight from the little rascal's mouth.