the real house

Department Six : Ready, set, shave!

The main reason that urges me now to set on specializing in dermatology is Pak Widodo, Sp KK (K). He really makes things seem so cool, interesting and sexy!

Anyhow, couldn't say much because exam is still 10 weeks ahead. For the time being, lets keep our fingers crossed!

All the while, my hands are busy with needle and thread.

Department Seven : Department of surgery

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Holy Ramadhan

My lecturer once said, purpose of sahur is to prepare the energy needed to function for the day and iftar is to bring low blood glucose levels back to normal. If we take less portion of iftar and eat more before dawn, much calories will surely be burnt. Good.

But, looking at my muffin top that keeps getting bigger and bigger, now I know I have practiced it in opposite way.

Happy fasting readers!
A month with full of blessing and rewards.

Enough sedation

Finally, I've met the super-tiring department - Anesthesiology.

It was insanely tiring I tell you. For everyday, Monday to Saturday, you have to be in meeting room at 0630 sharp and going back just after 4 or 5 pm. Too bad if you were ER on duty and had to assist 2 or 3 operations from midnight till dawn. Urgh. Can you imagine how cranky I am on the next day?

My day? Ruined. My dinner plan with friends? Evaporated.

Well, that depends on your tolerance level. For me, I am very sure, my limit is extreme-low. Anesthesiologist will obliviously not suit me well, even tho the knowledge of this field is so interesting. In fact, your role in operation room is much important than those surgeons. You have to be responsible on what flaws that might happen because of them but if the operation succeed, just do not dream to get congratulated. You are invisible. Unseen.

All about the 'ABC'

... in my next rotation.

So, will my next 2 weeks in Anesthesia department be cool as this?

scene from E.R

You wish.

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WoOopp!!

my holidays are almost over, but I am not done yet. Grrr...

You mean something to me

I AM A MAJOR WEEPER, I MUST SAY!

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I do but, I can't help.

Please stay, I am begging you.

Thank you

A one-year-old patient checked-out from hospital this morning, and just before he left the ward, his parents came to me and said, thank you.

Yes, it wasn't me who did the treatment planning or I.V infusion, it was my senior doctor and nurses. I did nothing actually except checking him up every morning, listening to crackles on his lungs and counting his respiration rate and heart beat. That's all.

But, when they thanked me with all their genuine sincerity, it does feel great.