one of my favouritest songs!
(Source: mrkuok)
one of my favouritest songs!
(Source: mrkuok)
ah, i miss you Scotland, including all ur bagpipe players at various street corners
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On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me;
Eleven pipers piping
And a partridge in a pear tree
Ah, bagpipes! Simultaneously the most obnoxious and beautiful of instruments :’D.
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Watercolor and digital. [The plaid patterns were scans from my mom’s fabric stash!]
always remember the reason why you chose to do medicine, never forget it, never let it go. and enjoy it.
even the not being able to eat/go toilet/sleep for XYZ hours part of it. because, truly, to be able to last XYZ hours without eating/going to the toilet or sleeping is a great blessing, cos there are people who aren’t healthy enough to do it. if anything, it’s become all too clear to me these few weeks. appreciate your health.
in medicine, there’s always gonna be difficult patients &family, difficult situations, difficult cases, and they may all occur at the same time on the worst call of your life (thankfully i’m nowhere near having to face that yet). but then there’s always the lovely patients.
(again during SIP), i met a very sweet old uncle who was admitted for severe GE leading to loss of appetite then weakness. during my pre rounds in the morning, he asked me to peel his hard boiled egg for him.. i actually told him “sorry uncle i’m quite busy now” but thankfully he didn’t hear me the first time, giving me the chance to retract my statement and tell him “okay uncle!”. which was when i learnt an important lesson.. peeling a hardboiled egg. took me no more than a minute. my work could definitely wait for 1 minute. that said, it helped that i was posted to a not so busy hospital.
what’s the use of giving him all the medicines in the world to stop the nausea and vomiting and diarrhoea, if i couldn’t even help him with a simple peeling of a hard boiled egg? if anything, i think the uncle eventually remembered me as the one who helped him with an egg rather than the one who helped him recover with medications..
i hope 1 year from now, when i’m (hopefully) at the tail end of my HO year, i will remember why i wanted to do medicine, and hopefully i’ll still enjoy my job. cos these 5 years, as sucky as the studying may be, has convinced me thoroughly that there’s no other job i’d rather do. =)
been a long time since I posted anything here.
mbbs is such a pesky thing. but one day we will look back and be glad we once took it. and that it’s over.
worst exam of my life.
yet many little things happen every once in a while to remind me that it’s all worth it. messaged one of my patients frm sip just a few days ago to ask how she’s doing and she immediately called me back to ask me stuff abt chemo and then to chat. and she kept thanking me, when all I ever did for her was to listen to her and chat with her. and she kept telling me to be an oncologist because I’m comforting at make patients happy (haha!). at the end of the convo, my originally bad day was turned around and I felt so much better. it’s nice to know that you’re appreciated, and that not all pple are out to get you. I meant to cheer her up a little, but she made my day. :)
“Brothers and sisters, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth.
27 But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong.
28 God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are, 29 so that no one may boast before him.
30 It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God—that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption. 31 Therefore, as it is written: “Let the one who boasts boast in the Lord.”
Thank God for weaknesses in my life.