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My heart - A happy one!

Hey all! Busy partying for no reason these days . Feeling low for no reason ?  Order a pizza? Not helping?  How about adding up a desert? Not helping?  A royal breakfast may be? Bad mood according to me is like illness. You got to know which medicine works for you. As a doctor I ask my patient what doesn't work for him(His allergies). Then begin medication which works for a million people like him. Sometimes All I do is increase the dosage and it works like elixir. So yeah! The pizza concept works for me . Because food ... Food makes me happy and art makes me sick! Its converse in my sisters case.  Kuch bhi karo yaar... Put a little more effort and you are there. Except for loyalty and humility everything is easy to get at this point of time. Time is ticking, life is passing. Friends leave, people die, promises break.  These are the things you can't help at all. What is left of you is your own heart, and nothing can feel worse

Surgery Posting

Hey people!  Long time . No see. My blog . Topic change. I was excited about surgery postings. Not because I wanted to get into specialisation but because the sight of cutting open human body and handling the viscera amazed me since forever. All I wanted to do is stare till the skin sutures are done. Cut -open- suture - cut ! Amazing sight!                                            Everybody gathered near the H.O.D.s chamber for unit allotment . After hours of suspense we were allotted the units and were told that mutual exchange of units would not be entertained.I was allotted the unit last and to my horror I got unit 6! I begged the H.O.D.  to change the unit since I had to attend classes . He was unmoved.                                   I took a cab home , called up a friend cried bitterly . Remember Kangana Ranaut's scene from Queen ? Lol , quite literally something like that. To add up to the drama , it was a pool trip . There was this 50 year o

OBG=OMG

I have stated again and again that. how paranoid I would get with Obstetrics... You deal with two lives here and one mistake and somebody will take the burden of your wrong doing throughout their life . Being a Clumsy head I was pretty sure I would mess up things.  Gynaecology and Obstetrics posting order was given at last so the fear kept building up throughout the year listening to people's experiences. A day before the Posting   I had enjoyed my Radiology posting thoroughly and now on the last day , I loafed about needlessly! Munching some food, blabbering nonsense , fiddling with stuff . Clearly , I was dying of anxiety . What if the baby slips?😧 What if the mom dies ? What if I prick myself ? What if the  baby's head separates while I pull it?The anxiety grew hour by hour to an extent that I started nibbling my nails in some corner of the house .  Mother = Mentor My mother was a little surprised at this new development. I would usually be optimi

My First Camp

Hey! After having watched zillion camp on television where junior doctors go to suburbs or rural areas and do the "Samaj Seva" . I really wanted to attend one . So this Monday , I am busy with the routine post duty with a sick body 😜 sneezing , coughing . I get a call from a friend saying both of us are being sent to some camp this Wednesday. Is it? Sounds Fantastic! You'll get a call from the academic section soon.  Super excited . I kept looking at the phone every minute finally I receive the call and agree to join the bandwagon.  I rush to my PG and ask if I can go. He agrees and says you get attendance for attending the camp. I rush home take every possible immunity booster (healthy) to get well soon for the camp.  The day before the camp : Super Excited about the camp , I meet the Blood Bank Counsellor .  A rather lost expression that I (always carry) enter the room. She offers her chair and says ,  Madam , don't worry. (Who is worried? Wo m

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