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A Lost Opportunity

I have been trying to write something, anything worth posting for quite some time now - to no avail evident by my blog hiatus for about 2 months now. But then, having the time and some motivation (insert overwhelming emotions and sentiments) to write something, yay! here it is!

It has been the 3rd day since we (me and pao - one of my blockmates) have become inadvertently "un-blocked". You see, there is a varicella (chicken pox) outbreak around the hospital, where two health workers have become infected with it - and the hospital is trying to quarantine the pediatric ER, wards and the nursery ICU for 14-21 days.

Anyway, our immune systems were not actually so excited to do their jobs that our varicella IgG titers were nowhere around the expected levels for us to be cleared. Thus, in the efforts of the administration and the hospital infection control unit, to control the outbreak, we were not allowed to continue and rotate into the wards with our block (hence the reference of being inadvertenly 'unblocked').

Some may actually be glad to be in our place since pediatric wards can be considered 'toxic' in a sense. The monitoring and the procedures are actually more difficult. However, I just cant help but be sad to the lost opportunity of exposure and learning (sorry, agit intern alert.:p), of actually getting to handle cases of what I read and get to know little angels along the way. I mean yes, we actually get to see a lot of cases (and cutesy kids) in the pediatric OPD (our substitute rotation for the lost ward experience), and that is what we actually need especially as general practitioners especially if we are (I am) not (highly) considering pediatrics as a subspecialty in the future.

But my pediatric ward experience last year was definitely memorable - I mean, yes after it I was actually broken hearted but the experience was definitely one of the best clerkship experiences I had. (See: Pediatrics Clerkship Blog) And it just makes me sad that this year won't be as (I actually can't find the right term). (although, I still have 1 and a half month to go, so maybe we'll see and maybe I am wrong.:p)

Besides, as I try to come into terms with this fate - i.e helping myself get through the stages of DABDA. I've been trying to convince myself of countless possible reasons like (1) baka magkaron ako ng chicken pox, tapos maextend yung pagquarantine sa PGH at kahit na madaming intern at clerk ang masisiyahan dahil benign, kawawa naman ang countless patients who would be deprived of the services of the hospital because of the limited to no admissions, plus the current sick kids at the wards who would be more at risk (2) baka gusto lang ni Lord na maapreciate ko lalo ang blockmates ko kaya ihihiwalay muna niya ako for a while or (3) baka feeling niya masyado na akong nagiging clingy kaya time to rekindle (haha) relationships with other blocks/other batchmates. (and countless more ideas, I am actually amused with myself.)  But then, I always come back to the ultimate reasoning that - everything actually happens for a reason. Who knows, He always surprises me with His ways and I have seen proof of His reasons that are 5 or more years apart :p

I just believe that someday I would actually look back into this and have that 'AHA! kaya pala!' moment. :)

hay. :) I just love how much writing down my sentiments and emotions give me such a clear head and heart :) I need to do this more often, I actually miss it. Time to go and enjoy this schedule, make the most out of it plus open my books (a.k.a kelangan magdouble time sa lost ward opportunity) :p

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