AnneC.

One day I found myself crying at work. Again. For the past 7 months, I've been such a crybaby - some even call it a weakness for which I dont really care, since I never thought about having excessively sensitive lacrimal ducts as a weakness. But sometimes, one has time to think and reflect and as for me write my thoughts. That I was able to ask myself - why the tears? Was I sad? not really. Most of the time I like what I do - being a doctor has always been my choice and now that I am here, I don't think it's sadness. Was I tired? probably. And who wouldnt be? After more than 24 hours of work with very minimal sleep (if we are lucky) and the countless and never ending concerns that we need to attend to. Yes I was probably tired. But somewhere in that 6 months of letting my tear glands do an amazing job, I realized that crying when tired wont actually do me any good - it actually delays me from finishing and doing my job that I really try my best not to cry when I'm...

Ive been drafting this entry for quite a while now, I always doze off before being able to post it, hence posting it just now. Almost 6 months and in that almost half of the year, I get to say these words everyday - "Pagod na ako" and variations of it. An everyday end of the day statement, and sadly, sometimes a good morning realization as well. It's probably due to the lack of Vitamin D - thanks to the everyday airconditioned working environment (my cold intolerance has improved significantly). But mostly because, what I've been doing for the past 6 months sadly often, leave me fatigued, sleepless, hungry and frustrated. Fatigued and sleepless from the every 3 day duty schedule, from the workload and the awful load of responsibilities - we often joke about how everything in our MROD world is to be addressed and is most often blamed to the Medical Resident on Duty. Hungry, thanks to the countless of meals missed, our kidneys are also probably diseased from the d...

It has been three months since my last blog entry, and I have to admit, I really miss writing. And you give time to things you miss. Hence, this is me finally breaking my blog hiatus. :) I miss home. Mindoro home. And my Facebook news feed does not help this homesickness. Homesickness, I must have last felt when I was in high school, in my first few months of staying here in Manila. I miss medical school when your only problem was really passing your exams and the many extracurricular activities that come with wearing those white uniforms. I miss PGH, that all too familiar smell of the PGH hallways I never thought I'd actually miss. I miss internship when you feel like you thought you have a lot of responsibility only to realize that it was just really patikim come residency. Ah. Residency. The main reason why I miss a lot of things and people. It has been three months since my first year MROD (Medicine Resident on Duty) life started. And basically here's what I've bee...