Me at this point in time:
I hate exams - they stress me out, no matter minute they might be. ><" Labels: I-Me-Myself, Medicine/Hospitals/Medics
GOOD GOD. WHY ARE WE EXPECTED TO DEVOUR AT LEAST 25-ODD SETS OF O&G LECTURES WITHIN 4 1/2 FREAKING DAYS BEFORE A "DEFINITIONS EXAM" THAT WOULD CONTRIBUTE A MEGRE 4% OF OUR OVERALL MARK???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THAT IS INSANE.
AND PROFOUNDLY SADISTIC.
Hell is drawing near. I can smell it.
Labels: Medicine/Hospitals/Medics
Finding referees for my assessment form is a lot harder than I thought.Given that the majority of our medical/surgical rotations change every 6 weeks, compounded with the fact that we are not attached to a particular consultant/fellow/any senior doctor everyday for 6 weeks, they can't really gauge how much we know clinically now, can they? =(It's true I've worked with many doctors in the past, and it's also true that I "kick off" well with a few by the end of my posting, but tell me this - how much can they remember 3 months down the line, what more 2 years later....especially when they've taught a stream of junior doctors and students after me? In a way I'm thankful we now have to nominate 2 referees instead of 3 this year, but that also means I have to choose very carefully.... it all hangs so precariously by the thread at the moment, and I don't want to jeopardize everything. About 6 more weeks to go. So much to do, so little time.Sigh.Labels: I-Me-Myself, Medicine/Hospitals/Medics, Moments
It was just like any other evening shift at ED-RCH, with me shadowing a Canadian ED physician (who resembled RMH-WH haematologist Dr. Renwick!). We went into resus, after being informed about a 12-month old girl who pulled down a hot, metal water jug on herself, sustaining splash scalds on her forehead, upper trunk, left upper limb and feet. And there she was, looking miserable and wrapped in her mother's arms, with two nurses and a play therapist by their side.As the little bub turned to look at us when we approached, she started to fret and cry....Now one would naturally think that was usual, to have unwell/anxious children crying in ED. But our play therapist noticed a pattern with this child's anxiety - whenever the doctor and I approached her (within her view) she'll bawl her lungs out; she was otherwise alright with other staff members.When the ED physician left us for a bit, the play therapist decided to test her hypothesis by asking me to take my glasses off.
Somewhat puzzled by her request, I nevertheless did what I was told. She then hid my pair away from the bub, and who would have thought - the child immediately stopped crying!! Amused, the play therapist then began asking the mother if there's anyone who wears glasses at home. She nodded, explaining that the child's grandmother (who lives with them) is the only one in their family who wore glasses, and that she has been quite strict with the little girl.... No wonder the "12-monther" was 'frightened' when she saw both of us (ie: doctor and I). We were the only ones who wore glasses at that time, and our specs somehow reminded her of her grandmother!!! LOL. Labels: Medicine/Hospitals/Medics
