Nil - Offer day

You have AMC on your last day? Thats terrible. Worst! Worst than a post duty. 

Why?

Areyy! you get up . End up in a new environment all tired!... Who wants that?

Its not that big deal . Ill manage. 

I said this because I didn't know what awaited me . The last AMC was pretty much good with a unit Biryani party to bid  farewell to our journey in Department of Medicine.

Hickory, dickory, dock.
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck 12 ,
The mouse ran down,Hickory, dickory, dock.

THE WAR :

Haha! Yeah it was the time to split up into shifts. Nobody was willing to shift between 4:30-9 AM . So , the ones leaving the department (Yes , you no longer work for us ! Go do the second shift 🙈 situation arose. ) All we had to do is Nod. 

ZOMBIE :

The anxiety of going to the new department didn't let me sleep. So , I turned up at 4:30 AM like a zombie . The time usually is sluggish in such situations but it just flew away. 

RELIEVER 

In no time it was 9AM . *No sight of reliever* 

Friend calls. Where are you? 

*Will be there soon*

9:15AM . No reliever .

9:30AM *Forget it !lets have the breakfast in the AMC itself. * 

I munch some energy bars ( Yes , I needed them to survive the day)

Friend calls up :* Leave everything ! Come and report in the department. The reliever will take forever*

9:45AM Eureka! There is the reliever! 

*Books a cab * *Runs in the most filmy way ever* 

- Grabs Handbag .

-Dramatically shuts the door

-Looks at the time like the flight to USA
will take off in 15 minutes.

-Finally runs with the most panicky expression ever

For the first time in forever : ENTER NILOUFER HOSPITAL

Post duty? Asked a co - intern waiting there. 

Yeah.

Your apron smells like AMC ! Said a co-intern. ( Okay dude. You had a luxury to bath and report . I didn't . Buzz off! )

I hastily get in to the room to report and the lady there manually pushes me out .*TI's should come last.*

 I stand there dumbstruck * Madam  sarkari naukri kaafi seriously lerahi hai!  * 

With the* Beta ruk . Meri posting hone de batati hoon * wala look . I abide to her. 

She allots me unit 6 . I find no familiar face . 

* What a pain ! *

Can we mutually exchange our units ?

*No! * 

About my unit :
The worst part about being in that Unit  was *Saturday Duty* with *bonus Sunday duty*

Who on earth works on Saturdays ? Sundays to make matters worse .

I go try my best exchanging units . Things don't work out. 

Lost as usual :

While running in between two blocks I notice my face mask ! ( yes, the same one I have been wearing since 4:30AM . The same one that hung while I boarded a taxi , reported at a unit. 

The Unit Meeting

The PG comes gracefully .After a brief introduction , tells us about the characteristics of the unit.

• Forget Sundays ! I have also erased them from our calendar !( Are you kidding me ... Sunday ! A Sunday ? NOOOO! Noooo!  ) 

• Try iv cannulas . Don't worry , you can poke as many times as you want. Its the practice that gets you the skills. ( NOOOOO! That baby and his mother are going to curse me throughout the day and Ill have 'n' number of new problems . I have never seen a doctor find IV cannula for an infant even in cases of acute emergency! Why am I supposed to know that? )  

• We have a duty tomorrow ! You'll learn everything! ( Okay! Sounds fun!)

Drama Queen Mode On :

The PG leaves . A case enters . 

*Amma soodi *

I try placing the cannula . 

*I dramatically turn around teary eyes * 

 I can't poke a baby! 

My co intern quite considerably explains , its okay . You are doing that so that it gets well soon . See , Ill show you. Its this simple.  

I go home . Cry for an hour . Then some self consolation. For four to five weeks from now Dr. Wajeeha Musharraf will be saving lives every weekend! Sundays? Never mind! Hota hai! 

With some positivity . I look ahead to the duty day.