DR. WAJEEHA ISSUES

 ERDiaries . Day 1 : Encounter with the HRD Hey all, I am super duper excited to blog down the latest twist of life , that’s happening in my favourite zone ( so far at least ), the ER. Working in the ER  from a government hospital to A listed private hospital - all I can say is the magnitude of change just can’t get any bigger.  If I am the centre of universe , the infinity extends in both direction.  Day 1   I , super duper excited , head to work in this new space with existing impression of the money minded corporate sector ( i.e. cough and you pay) .  But then variety is the spice of life. You just can’t be so biased. One needs to see things from both the perspectives to be able to judge. ( Everybody is judges , and that’s how we build opinions , to voice it out or not is our choices). With feeble knowledge in mind , butterflies in my tummy I reach the hospital in full sleeved apron of course ( Yayie! Graduated finally ! ) with obvious thought that I

I fall sick for 2 days , I expect the entire humanity to empathise with me . Be it Workplace , home , strangers everybody. I see people with communicable disease left at destitute homes I see people with HIV .  Forget empathising , people refuse to share the same room with them. The disease will definitely kill them , but then who is going alive anyway?  It's the stigma that kills . We forget our behaviour is being tested.  We forget that smile is charity . Showing concern is a sign of high sense of palliative care.

Single people like me can tell you what an asset a smartphone is! It has got my back , hands , legs or head . The gadget form of  •A baby I clothe adequately and prevent it from getting hurt . •My mom , it wakes me up... okay tries to ... The 24x7 talkathon with Siri ! Holds my attendants like Paytm , Swiggy , ola 😂 

Friends who listen to you are much like comfort food – on a bad day. You can eat their head and time for longest time till you can hold no more. People who listen to my unrealistic goals in compos mentis . Tolerate my Suppandi like antics . Ignore my insane laughter during conversation quietly like elaichi from Biryani.

Everybody is . Should be. My entry passes into this world . The balanced diet reaches me on time , without having to cook. Alhamdulillah . Lowest of the days get through without paying a bomb to psychiatrist. Rarest of the tribe that keeps me emotionally and mentally charged. People who aptly guide me to switch the soldier / the scout mode . People who taught me to doodle every possible good vibe I could think of !

When our ideologies don't match but genetic pool does , miracles happen 😆 The people you would never take a stand for otherwise are known as siblings . Though oppositely direction-Ed  We willingly/ unwilling end up doing the best for them. Somebody I would either not notice at all or may be get intimidated by... almighty made such people my siblings so that I insult them or get insulted by them . It's very rare that people who don't believe in your ideology at all stand next you to support you . That's the relation twist effect. 

Things I am thankful for -1. Almighty The 24x7 helpline that he is. The best Customercare ever! The one who introduces you to people customised to your situation. Direct wireless connection from Broca's area.  Somebody who doesn't leave me when I stop giving him attention . Somebody who made me normal. When I read about the sporadic pediatric diseases , I thank him for getting me through. When I read about the various natural calamities , I thank him for keeping me safe. When I see an introvert , I thank him for making me able to put my thoughts across. When I see the percentage of blind in the country , I thank him for making me able to read , write and understand not only to my benefit but for the benefit of humanity . I secretly wanted to be a superhero , flying to places , helping people.  I reluctantly joined medicine little did I know he granted me what I wanted in the most legal , legit , decent form. I thank him for thi

Hey all! Stress drives me crazy . No , seriously. I get anxious and the quintals of data just evaporates . That's bad. Hurts too.  No bragging , but after being able to read understand things which 90% people on the earth don't even attempt to read . It's feels really miserable . The first thing my anxiety hits is my sleep. I worry about things I don't have . I often forget the simple fact : I don't have it because I don't need it right now. But the anxious mind fails to accept. Doesn't let me sleep.  I happened to go through the feed of an Instagram blogger masoom minawala. Though she belongs to the field totally different from mine . There was this one little thing that hit my amygdala . She posts things she is thankful for. While the rest of the world is boasting about things they are immensely proud of , there is somebody who is thankful for things she has. That's when I realised , it's only when you live in the moment ,

The last lear of my internship diaries which sums up my internship mania - casualty postings.The best is saved for the end. I had just turned 23 . Just out of my lazy lousy life. So nervous . But the quintals of experience each day , so much fun , so many tears . It was no less than a TV series.life was so spiced up that fictional shows seemed like bland forced visuals. Ranbir Kapoor had to go to Corsica for self discovery ... I found lighter moments of life in the stinky corridors and ICUs of OGH . No exaggeration here but I think thats kind of a person I am. 9pm : First day (night) in casualty. Enter .  4 steps right. A burns case.  4steps backward. 4 steps straight .  2 steps left . RTA. 2 steps backwards . 4 steps straight A relieved intern post-12hour duty! And a handover. MLCs ( medicolegal cases) A book . 2 stamps . A sarkari bench to seat. I felt like a perfect government employee juggling with the stamps .The moment you begin to find things funn

Vitamin Money Hey people, Jobless mind is a blog workshop . These 6 months the only job I have done consistently is to Overthink. Overthinking the worst and the best.  When you overthink , you make plans . Since you are still stuck in dreamzone . You execute it in your dreams. Dream the outcomes. Since it's still a dream , the outcomes are fantastic. You buy a Mercedes , land up with equally ambitious partner. Everything goes fine , till your whatsapp buzzes and your friend enquiries about your task for the day.Reality strikes . Ghanta! We Indians , umm humans ... Dream of luxury. Not even comfort , luxury. The idea of work being done as soon as you think about it. So this October, I boarded the flight to be rich. Kept flying , till I realised I have nothing to make me rich. By the time I turn old enough to make enough money. I won't have time to enjoy the luxury.  So now , I want to turn rich. Richie rich. Earn like a million rupees per annum . Splurge t