DR. WAJEEHA ISSUES

Ya allah, Please don't let me fall sick after because of this chicken sandwich ! - said my 10 year old cousin. Flashback Friday : The argument of who is better a doctor or an engineer occurred and obviously had no conclusion. The pro thing about Arguments is that there is exchange of information but handful of them have any conclusion. The argument was about who was smarter and richer . My doctor friends would laugh out loud and say "Dumbo ! It was one way win altogether . We are paid peanuts! " The trigger :  Day 0 : The very next day , we head to chowmohalla palace , followed by a mall and a restaurant for dinner. That night I make a promise to myself , aaj se bus schedule right karna hai. Bus padhte hi jaana hai... Sincerely. Day 1 : 18 month old cousin of mine falls sick . Gastroenteritis ... I think its the most under rated sickness . Especially "Nausea" . May be because the chemotrigger zone of your brain is involved , your

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

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

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