So I got some more Liebsters and decided to just get around to answering the questions. I don’t think it’s legal to go through the entire process twice. Here goes;
1) Which do you prefer, fire or water? please prove your point. you can use superhero analysis if you like.
-Water. “Water no get enemy!”
2) What part of your physical features define you and give reason
-My smile, I guess…
3) What part of your physical features exposes you to the world?
4) If you were to die today, what would be your death wish?
-May we not die today o!
5) If your house was on fire and you were only allowed to pick three things, what would they be?
-iPad, Car Keys and a change of clothes.
6) Would you die for a cause you believe in?
-If it’s a worthy cause, Yes.
7) Where else in the world do you want to be apart from your current location?
-Where the food’s at!
8) What music defines you? and why?
-NONE! I’m a music hoe.
9)Do you still believe in Love?
10) Why do you blog?
-I ask myself this sometimes and I think it’s because owning a WordPress is free.
1. Why are you so awesome?
-It’s in the genes yo!
2. What do/did you study in the Uni?
3. Is CU the best school in the world?
4. What inspires you?
5. What do you love most about blogging?
-Being able to share excerpts of my boring life with people.
6. Is there a special somebody in your life?
-Well, Yes ☺
7. Why am I your favourite blogger?
-Lol, Cocky much?
8. Can Nigeria ever be great?
-I used to think so, Right now, I’m not so sure.
9. Love or Sex?
10. What’s your selling point?
-I don’t feel like bragging here.
11. How many questions did you answer truthfully?
-11. I guess.
1. Has your mother ever called you “mad”?
-What an offbeat first question.
2. What one thing would you never buy if you had £1b in your account today?
-Alex Amosu’s Champgane
3. Have you ever been to the east (of Nigeria)?
-Does Port Harcourt count as east?
4. If yes, what’s it like there? Never been.
-Answer my own question first.
5. Are you, today, who you hoped 5 years ago to be?
-Not really, I’m meant to be rich.
6. Frank Spencer and Mr. Bean, Who’s worse/better?
- Sorry, Who’s Frank Spencer?
7. What’s the oddest item you saw on sale while stuck in traffic?
-I don’t get stuck in traffic much, I just go from Helipad to Helipad. Yannah?
8. Are you considered a tweet-celeb? -_-
-In the past.
9. Gay rights, yay or nay?
10. Can you cook?
11. Are we done yet?
1. If you had all the money in the world but still had to have some kind of job, what would you choose to do?
- Be a cake taster.
2. What do you believe stands between you and complete happiness?
3. What small thing could you do to make someone’s day better?
4. Is the country you live in really the best fit for you?
-I also ask myself this question. .
5. What life lesson did you learn the hard way?
-Don’t take people at face value.
6. Which activities make you lose track of time?
-Stalking people on Instagram. It scares me.
7. What is important enough to go to war over?
-Saying BBT is not funny.
8. What is the most desirable trait another person can possess?
-A God-fearing spirit.
9. What is the simplest truth you can express in words?
-Life is hard.
10. What are you proudest of in your life?
-Right now, Passing my 2nd MB.
Thanks for the ‘Re-nomination’ guys! Bless.
I haven’t been able to blog because school blows! I wonder why the seniors always say my present class is a lounging class. It’s one of three things;
1. I’m too lazy.
2. The seniors were over efficient.
3. The curriculum has been modified.
I’ll like to go with number 3.
In as much as I am lazy, I’m extremely willing to learn and with my daddy as my motivating factor, I have to know as many things as possible because pops and I are practically on the same turf now. It’s just a pity that he expected me to have been able to set an IV line all by myself. Only if he knew that things have changed. Medilag now is not the same as Medilag of the 80s.
I started my Junior Clerkship earlier last month with my Paediatrics rotation and I wrote my end of posting exam yesterday (June 6th). It was fine. Thanks for asking. I really hope to ace it because my scores now account for a percentage for my final year scores.
Pediatrics posting was long and difficult and my friends in other postings claimed to have it tougher. I really hope they’re wrong because I can’t imagine anything worse than that.
During a whole week of my Pediatrics rotation, My group was on call in the Children’s emergency room. We observed, clerked, Did Anthropometry, hung around and all but we didn’t smell a single signature. The emergency room is fun quite alright but how will I get signed up for exams if I don’t make the attendance? Ain’t nobody got time for going to school without getting signatures.
If not for the Doctor-Patient confidentiality, I would’ve shared many of the interesting cases I saw while in pediatrics.
Honestly, we should all be grateful for our lives. Now I know why people say that if you want to appreciate your life more, visit the hospital. It’s true; we just go about our daily activities like it’s nothing but some others are clinging to life with the help of machines and all sorts. It’s not that they sinned differently from us, they just turned out to be unfortunate.
Another thing is this illiteracy thing. I wish to elaborate about it in a different post.
Anyways, I was able to hustle as many signatures as possible even though I couldn’t make 75% of the expected which is required to sit for final year exams.
With Pediatrics done and dusted, I’m moving on to Obs & Gynae. The dreaded. We had our first lecture today (Friday the 7th) with the HOD being our first lecturer. It was a 3-hour long lecture but I enjoyed every bit of it. A humorous lecturer never goes wrong.
Let’s call him ‘Prof’. Prof gave us a lecture on ‘Unwanted Pregnancy, Unsafe Abortion, Gender, Gender Equity, Gender Equality, Abortion Law, Sexual and Reproductive Health and Rights’. Such a mouthful. I can make a copy of my notes for you if you want. It was a very educative yet entertaining lecture with so many illustrations that had us reeling with laughter. Prof proved to be very knowledgeable and very in sync with the happenings of our time. He Kept on using such exclamations as ‘EZIOKWU!’ And ‘OMUNOLO’. At some point, he called someone a cannulated dog. The only downside of the lecture was that I couldn’t answer any of his questions correctly and he threatened to report me to my mummy.
So, during the lecture, Prof dropped so many side bars some of which I penned down and decided to share with you guys. Tell me what you think;
- Two basic activities as constant as the Northern Star in Medical Student’s Hostel since 1962; Reading and sex.
- Concerning Unprotected Sex, If you cannot be good, be careful.
- Only two sets of people are allowed to color riot; Children and musicians.
- Your socks should approximate the color of your trousers,
- Albert Mithuli was a South African Doctor and Author who wrote the book ‘ Let My People Go‘concerning the South African Apartheid. (Medical Students that gun for passes and not distinctions or credits are referred to as Albert Mithuli’
- In Igboland, A last born (only) son is more relevant and cherished than his elder sisters.
- It is the right of every woman to decide any pregnancy she carries to term but a Nigerian woman has no such right.
- People talk about Morality and Principles but act on self interest. As is the case of pastors who preach on the podium that abortion is murder and still present their daughters in the hospital for abortions because they can’t bear the shame and ridicule. (Reminds me of when they say you’re Pro-life until you get pregnant and an atheist until the plane is crash landing.)
- Nigerians take hook, line and sinker what they are told in church. Take what they learn in church and act under the guise of religion.
- A Nigerian pastor was banned from South Africa after he went on a crusade and told some HIV patients to throw away their anti-retrovirals for they were healed. They later died.
- Nigerians are so much ripped off that Pastors make them donate hard earned money to the founding of Church Colleges And Universities they can’t afford to send their children to. So sad.
- Nigerian boys are brought up to think that A Dinner date guarantees them sex.
- Mike Tyson acted like a Nigerian boy and paid for it dearly.
There was more but I couldn’t capture them all.
What do you guys think?
With that Said, I was placed in the Reproduction Medicine and Fertility Unit. I hope it turns out to be fun! Lets get some people pregnant!
PS. Thank you guys for egging me on to keep posting. Glad to know people are interested in reading about my rather drab experiences.
Special S/o to Eyimofe, Niro and @4eyednerd.
PPS. Medicine is turning out to be really interesting. Maybe I don’t need to get that shop in Balogun market after all!
Anthropometry- Measurement and study of the human body.
Omunolo- Power has gone off.
This is just me, All the way in ward D2, Tired, Hungry, Angry with associated waist pain. All that standing!
Whoever said Junior Clerkship was a lounging year told a really big lie because what I’m experiencing right now is far from lounging!
I’m starting with the rotation that people seem to find easy and I’m complaining like this… I don’t even want to get to Obs & Gynae or Surgery any time soon! Surgery especially!
I started my paediatrics posting last week Thursday and it hasn’t even been so much fun. I love babies and little children but seeing babies in obvious pain and holding on to life is so heartbreaking!
I wonder why innocent babies will come down with such horrible conditions.
In the span of 3 days, I have studied about, learnt and seen 5 pathologies I didn’t even learn about in pathology class!. This life.
Anywho, I have come to observe so many mummies that appeared to have taken up residence at their child’s bedside. Some of them don’t even have a change of clothes but they are always there. Praying, Pacing, Crying and Sitting in the most uncomfortable plastic chairs.
Tunde Kelani’s ‘Maami‘ comes to mind. It is a docu-drama about motherly love. Despite the horrible acting, it still brought me to tears. Even ‘Aftershock‘ and ‘Titanic‘ didn’t move me to tears. I’m not even stone hearted. Contrary to what Habeebah believes.
Nothing beats a mother’s love.
But when I thought about it, Father’s love may come off as cuter than mother’s love.
I watch as a widowed father cuddled his neonate to sleep. Loveliest thing I’ve seen in a while. The man looked sad and happy at the same time. I felt for him.
May we not have any cause to ditch the comfort of our homes to sit in uncomfortable hospital chairs. Amin.
Hey People + New Readers (I’ve been getting a whole lot of traffic lately; Heaven knows why).
I’ve been really lazy/broke of late and I’m just here being useless to myself and to my immediate environment. I also just got off my bed not too long ago (16:45) to get water to have a bath and I met a pretty girl at the tap. She told me she had read my blog. This reminded me that I had past time after all.
Well, you can’t blame me; I picked up scandal and I can’t become useful till I finish watching it. This has to be pretty soon because school officially starts on Thursday.
On Thursday, I start junior clerkship which lasts for 48weeks with rotations in Medicine, Surgery, Paediatrics, Obs & Gynae, Anesthesia, Psychiatry, Radiology and Ophthalmology. Apparently it’s gonna be a looooonnnnnggggg 4th year. So much for ‘lounging’. I’m not sure what rotation I’m starting with because the time table isn’t out yet. Not like I’m anxious to start but God knows i’ll like to start with Obs & Gynae and get it over with. Shii is tough and I need the spirit of ‘initial gra gra’ to get through it.
The next few weeks are posing to be long and difficult because they will most likely involve lectures, ward rounds, clinic sessions, grand rounds, theatre sessions, calls with associated tiredness to boot.
That’s my cool story.
P.s. I’m still torn between ending my education at the MB;BS level or pursuing a post graduate in Surgery or Obs & Gynae. Surgery has the upper hand already though. But what surgery exactly? I have no idea.
Maybe I’ll get a husband that’ll egg me on to become a specialist seeing as I gotta write countless papers to become one. Or better still become one of alike dangs’ concubines. Jk
Maybe I’ll specialize. Maybe I won’t.
Maybe I’ll write countless research papers and become a Professor. Maybe I won’t.
But, Prof. Kemi Windapo sounds good. Don’t you think?
What aspect of Medicine do you think suits me?
Have a nice week people!
Boluwatife is my Little sister. I don’t talk about her because I don’t know her well. How won’t I know my own sister you may ask? Well, asides being busy with school and all, she’s always locked up in her Mother’s (My Step-Mum) chambers and out of sight. Except for the occasional Sunday when we go to church together or one random evening when her mother decides to keep her in sight.
Bolu was born on the 27th of August 2012. This makes her 7months and 27 days old.
She’s such a cutie too. This she gets from her big sister.
I spent most of yesterday with Bolu and it was like we had known each other forever. It felt good.
I only got this opportunity because BCS is over and I got to spend a weekday at home. Also, her nanny was tired of her.
We watched movies on Afmag Youruba as she seems drawn to these Yoruba movies and has a certain aversion for cartoons which is quite strange. She watches Yoruba movies with rapt attention. We have to wean her of this very soon. Can’t be having a sister with the IQ of groundnut.
She tried to eat everything in sight. Everything except her own food. She even tried to eat her walker.
I said EVERYTHING. See her trying to eat my HDD.
And my phone;
When she finally ate her own food, she fell asleep in my arms. :’)
When she woke up, she started crying and I didn’t know what to do. I offered food. No. I tried singing but my voice was quite raspy because of my recent battle with a sore throat. She still didn’t agree. I broke into what I call ‘azonto’. She stopped crying and started looking at me like ‘TF does she think she’s doing?’ Lol. At least it worked.
Don’t worry Bolu, we get our two left feet from our daddy; I trust you’ll be as bad a dancer as I am.
Whoop! Because BCS is finally over and Urgh! Because the exam is in Monday and I have to study for that.
Urgh! Again because it’s ‘relocation season’ in Medilag and this is one of the many ‘shits’ I hate the most. This is a really terrible time cuz there’s dirt everywhere and the whole of Medilag looks like a ‘Flood relief’ camp spin off. People are irritable and hoodlums are everywhere. This is the best time to misplace that your new blackberry z10 or even a bag of clothes. Nothing is too small.
I remember this same period last year, the dude that was painting my old room put my gold earrings and wristwatch in his pocket by mistake.
First of all, BCS. It was a wonderful experience to be quite honest, but I got tired of hearing the words ‘clerking’, ‘history’, ‘taking’, ‘general’, ‘physical’ and ‘examination’ to name a few because we practically learnt the same thing in every rotation just with some minor changes.
It has been a nice exposure to the clinics. Now I know what to expect from patients. When it comes to patients, there are many kinds of them; the angry, clueless, apathetic and the down right hilarious. My favorites happen to be the clueless and the down right hilarious ones. The hilarious ones most especially. If not for Doctor-Patient confidentiality, I would have told you about this 75 year old woman who could’ve passed for 50. That woman was nuts! Lol
With BCS over, it’s time for Junior posting; proper rotations and stuff! Can’t wait!
On to the hostel ish. The thing is that Medilag is a really small school and the school keeps on admitting students without putting the capacity of the hostel facilities into consideration. Classic case of biting more than one can chew. In a bid to cope with the increasing population, they’ve decided to increase the number of occupants in each room. For example, the room allocated to me is ideally a 2-man room but I have three roommates. This room is not bigger than a cupboard. Trust me. You can imagine my plight.
I’m not even happy at all.
To make things worse, I don’t even have a bunk to sleep on. Why? Because the previous occupants of my room claimed that there are no bunks in their new rooms because the previous occupants of their own rooms carried the bunks too. It’s a freaking vicious cycle.
Now, they’re trying to make us pay for bunks we’ve already paid for as part of our hostel fees! Total BS.
I’m tired! I’ve had the longest of days!
Hope you guys have an awesome weekend!
PS. There’s a PTA meeting tomorrow. First of its kind. PTA in a university. They sent out texts to all parents to attend. My father just notified me of his intent to attend. Thank God I don’t ‘scam’ him. It has ended for all the scammers out there. Lol.
You see guys, I’m a blessed child. I have benefitted from God’s unmerited favor (Grace) times too many to number. Many things God blesses me with, I don’t deserve but still he keeps blessing me.
Today for instance, I finished early from my Pediatrics posting and a few group members and I set out to the Student Affairs office to apply for our new student IDs when we saw our very much sought after results being pasted. There and then, I lost absolute control of my mind and body! I went cold! Cold stiff! My mind was torn between waiting till the results were done being pasted to know my fate immediately or to pursue the ID thingy and comeback to know my fate. I went with the latter anyways. I got an ataxic gait sorta and someone would’ve thought I had stroke. I was hyperventilating like hell.
Anywho, I got the ID thingy over with and came back and set my mind to accept whatever the notice board had for me…
Immediately I got to the board, I checked the list of “Students that Satisfied the Examiner in all Subjects” I made the damn list guys! I satisfied the examiners guys! My God of part one physiology pros did not fail me! I didn’t even bother checking my grades, all that mattered was that I passed.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had my mind set on at least two resists. I turned to hug my friend, Teju who was already shedding tears of joy. We cried together. Ain’t nothing better than having your friends pass too. Your joy will be complete even if you don’t share the same matric number.
I called my daddy and my daddy’s words were; “I’m proud of you baby! That’s my doctor in the making!”. I called my ‘The Lover™’ (yes, I have a boo now) next and he couldn’t stop laughing because of how I was always lamenting to him how horribly I did in all my exams.
All in all, I had an awesome result by my own standards and I am indebted to God, My Friends, Boo, Family, You Guys (My Readers) for all the encouragement and support. I can’t appreciate y’all enough.
As happy as I am, My joy is not complete. Why? I have friends that have to retake one course or the other. Not because they deserve it or because they didn’t prepare well enough or because they are sinners but because everything happens for a reason and God has his plan and purpose for everyone! Some of them obviously prepared harder and prayed harder than I did but of course, God knows best!
I’m praying to God to grant them good success.
On the BCS front, I’m too souped to care!
I’m gonna be a doctor guys!
I love you guys!
God has transformed this Girl’s Lab Coat into a Clinical Coat! Check it out! Peep the happy face too;
Been a minute… I’ve just been around being lazy and being rendered ‘constantly tired’ by this BCS of a torture. Not to forget the ‘result hypertension’. Not the best past couple of days.
The Easter ‘long holiday’ was a highlight for me because I had a long time to get over the horrors of ObGyn. Not like i saw any horrifying thing, The stress was just out of this world! I don’t even want to imagine what’ll happen when I go for my junior posting.
Funny enough, I found ObGyn quite fun because I really got to apply myself and learnt to think on the go. I saw real cases being handled and even saw the height of patient’s bad behaviour.
As hostile as some of the doctors were, I learnt a whole lot and I’m proud of all the things I learnt.
Common things they say occur commonly. They really do. Fibroid for instance is one of the most common cases women present with in the gynaecology clinic. I never imagined fibroid to be so common but it is.
Ladies, get married early enough, have your babies early enough, this fibroid thing is real. Not like it is a killer but it is a common cause of Subfertility and sometimes; infertility.
That said, I totally see myself becoming a gynaecologist in the near future I’m just not sure yet.
On the Flipside, ophthalmology posting was a breeze and I learnt that there’s more to the eye than meets the eye. Eye conditions should be taken seriously as many systemic conditions that may be asymptomatic can
manifest in the eye.
Many people don’t know they have certain diseases until they visit the eye clinic.
This past week, I learnt the art of punctuality because of our supervisor. That man is a sucker for time and he keeps to it.
So much for one week.
On Friday, we were meant to have our GST 307 exam. GST 307 had to do with entrepreneurship and finance. We didn’t get a single lecture in this course we only registered and
bought (I borrowed because it was too damn expensive) this mighty handout. I studied said handout in a day and didn’t end up writing the exam because the people at unilag’s electronic test centre didn’t have their shit together.
I start with medicine posting this week. I’m hoping it’s not hellish..
Hope you guys had a better past few days than I did.
Have a nice week.
So Afoma Did this thing on her blog and I decided to try it out too.
All you have to do is Set your music player to shuffle and answer some questions. Now, the catch is that the answers to the questions are the titles of the songs. Here goes;
1. If someone says ”Is this okay?”, you say?
- Green Eyes – Erykah Badu (Lol. That’ll be awkward)
2. What would best describe your personality?
- Heartless (cover) – Justin Bieber. (I’m nothing but heartless )
3. What do you like in a guy?
- Stay The Night – Green Day. (I’m gonna interpret this as a guy that’s there for me in my down times.)
4. How do you feel today?
- See Groove – Terry G (x_x)
5. What’s your life’s purpose?
- Epona -Enya (In Gallo-Roman religion, Epona was a protector of horses, donkeys, and mules. Def not my purpose in life)
6. What is your motto?
Dream Come True – Lagbaja (Hi iTunes, it’s actually ITMTTDMS)
7. What do your friends think of you?
- I’ve got you under my skin – Michael Buble
8. What do you think about very often?
- Seventeen Forever – Metro Station (Not Exactly)
9. What do you think of your best friend?
- Ladies Night – Kool and the Gang (LOOL)
10. What do you think of the person you like?
- Dancefloor – Tuface
11. What is your life story?
- Ghost of Me – Daughtry (ugh!)
12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
- We’re Young and Beautiful – Carrie Underwood (How Apt )
13. What do your parents think of you?
- Sweet 16 – Greenday (Yup! I’m sweet)
14. Wedding dance song?
- S&M – Rihanna (Lol! So wrong!)
15. What do you think when you see the person you like?
- Adorn – Miguel
16. Funeral song?
- If I knew – Bruno Mars (Nah! No regrets!)
- Absinthe Party At The Fly Honey Warehouse – Minus the Bear (Well..)
18. Biggest secret?
- Hol’ Up – Kendrick Lamar
19. What do you think of your friends?
- Beautiful Soul – Jesse McCartney (AwwwwN)
20. Worst thing that could happen?
- Diced Pineapples – Rick Ross (oh?)
21. Does anyone like you?
- C.R.U.S.H – Ciara (Hehe)
22. What makes you laugh?
- Monkey Banana – Fela Anikulapo Kuti (lol)
23. Go back in time, what would you change?
- Lie About Us – Avant (K.)
24. Why will you get married?
- I Hate You – Tank (How is this sensible?)
25. What will you name this post?
- Heaven – Emeli Sande (Cool!)
This was fun. You guys should try this out!
Nigerians overdo things. GENERALLY speaking.
Nigerians that use photoshop horribly give Nigerians a bad name. I think 419ers and Yahoo Boys are better because some of them are smart except a few of the new generation Yahoo boys.
Like! Who you tryna fool?
What exactly do you mean?
You guys need to quit this bad behavior.
See these ones;
I wish there was an explanation for this. I just can’t!
These ones are meant to be Superman and Lois Lane. I think.
See how this one us bigger than the car. When you’re not the Incredible Hulk. Zero proportion! Not even realistic at all.
I wonder if this is somebody’s daddy;
See my guy! Swimming in Money;
I wonder Why Joekel had to caption a picture of himself ”on is way to America”. Big Deal.
“I’m gonna be on the cover of Forbes Magazine smiling next to Oprah and the Queen”. Dreams do come true.
This is Frank Ocean. Don’t you think so?
This one made me weak. How can you be bigger than the escalator?
Peter And Paul. Dem be 4 no be 2;
I’m done guys.