DR. WAJEEHA ISSUES

On Hey all, Long time. For a change, I was busy. Adapting to change. But this one thing, I could not bottle up in my tummy. So vomiting it here . My third ambulance duty. The first being a race course one, second a serious one, third one ... The high profile air ambulance pick up! This Id Ul Adha , I come home at 10am post duty. Because man , Holidays in residency are expensive. Do the Id chores, prepare biryani , gulab jamuns. Sit jobless ... Looking for some fun. I was really bored my friend  calls up.I tell her , I'm bored.She's like, Are u serious? You better get married. Bakrid ka kaam pata lagega. Poor one. She was so done with sorting mutton. She asks for my address , I was glad she did because I thought I'll have some company! Meanwhile cribbing at my brothers for not getting me pirated movies. I get a call from ambulance centre.Saying madam you have a duty today. Remember? These ambulance duties fall once a month . And I had already got

Hey people! I talk about Emergency medicine and my life around it much, and that’s on purpose. Here’s why :  My life is wonderful. I really love it. Is it perfect? No. Is anyone’s life perfect? Definitely not. I would never wish to portray my life in a negative fashion and certainly not to wish for sympathy. I would talk about it in an informative way, but even doing that, to be comprehensive, you must hit the low points because all careers have them, and again, just doing that can come off as complaining. I always end up thinking. I’m exhausted physically. All I have had to eat is a protein bar on my one washroom break in the middle of a 12hour shift .and sometimes not even that. And sometimes partied like crazy. The concoction of being hungry like a pauper or partying like a king makes it all worth living! I haven’t had quality sleep in days, and I feel like no matter what time I leave the hospital, I have left work undone. I miss feeling normal. No matter