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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!
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.
See ehn! This Medilag is a horrible place. No chill at all!
After two heartbreaking weeks of exam we weren’t giving time off to mend our broken hearts. Not even a day! Talk less of a week!
Exams finished on Friday, BCS started the following Monday. No chill.
BCS (Basic Clinical Skills) is an introduction to the clinics where new clinical students get oriented to basic clinical practices such as history taking and the use of some medical equipment. We get rotated through all the units in the college of medicine for a period of one month. At the end of this rotation, there is an exam! Phew!
I’m a member of Group D because my surname starts with ‘W’. My group members have been well behaved thus far and we are in our last day of our Dentistry posting. Dentistry has been a breeze and kind of a walk through. No hassles.
Tomorrow, We’re moving to O&G (Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology). I hear these people are slave pushers. I don’t wanna go there.
I’m in a dentistry lecture right now and this woman is talking about ‘history taking’ in Oral Pathology. I’m tired of hearing about history taking. The last 6 lectures have been based on history taking too. *bleh*
PS: I’m just here almost dying of ‘Result Hypertension’. I wonder why these people are sitting on our results.
I would have uploaded a picture of me in my new ward coat but I’m just chilling for results to make the coat a permanent asset. *fingers crossed*
Hello Lovelies! I missed y’all too. :*
So… The good news or the bad news?
Meh… I don’t have any good news. The fact that I’m done with my exams would’ve been good news except for the fact that the outcome of my exam (result) is really uncertain/unpredictable and I literally have my heart in my mouth. The thought of resitting any paper scares the shit out of me. Not to talk of the thought of repeating the class. The amount of bullshit I wrote in the exam didn’t even help matters.
I have faith in the same God that helped me pass my Part one physiology; I didn’t make an atom of sense in that paper but I still passed. You see, there’s a God and this God is ‘my God of Part one physiology pros’ that is gonna help me somehow.
More bad news, School resumes on Monday. I’m starting my Basic Clinical Skills (BCS) training. No Holiday. The agony. If I did really well in my exam, I probably won’t be feeling bad about this.
Automatically, Majority of ‘After Pros‘ plans have been put asunder. #Bummer.
Some More Bad News, My Blackberry gave up on me two days ago. Life without quick access to the Internet really sucks. Anyways, goodbye to the struggleberry I’m getting me a new phone that costs less than 20,000 Naira. People that read Kemminy Snickets know why.
In a nutshell, the last two weeks of my life have been two really horrible cum emotional weeks for me. I realized that I’m actually stronger than I think I am because I actually lived through these two horrible weeks. After my Pharmacology paper on Monday the 4th, I made up my mind not to sit for Pathology on Tuesday the 5th. I sat for all my papers even though I was at the brink of giving up. Thank God for good friends.
Part Two Pros/ Second MB/’Path and Pharm’ exam is an experience of a lifetime and I don’t wish for anyone to experience it twice.
I’m going to give a testimony in church on Sunday. I just have to.
So, the next time you see someone that has gone through ‘Path and Pharm’, you have to dobale (____O_) for the person whether the person passed or failed because that Ish is not beans.
I’m off to get some more rest.
PS. I’m still accepting TTGMG posts. Mail firstname.lastname@example.org
“Have you seen Pitch Perfect?
“No. After Pros”
“What do you want to do to your hair?”
“I dunno yet. After Pros”
“Help me straighten my hair Abeg”
“No. After Pros”
As pros draws nigh, “After Pros” appears to be the common lingo.
Pros appears to be like some thick black cloud that we have to fight through to be liberated.
You practically put every other aspect of your life on hold and become a Read-Eat-Sleep for an hour or two Zombie. Nothing matters more than the books.
The guilt comes naturally to you when you’re doing anything asides reading. Eating and sleeping inclusive. See me blogging.
I’ve made a list of the things I have to do after pros.
Finish Puzo books. I have acquired every other Puzo book since after reading The Sicillian. can’t wait to read them.
Take Care of my hair. When I cut my hair, I really didn’t have a plan for it. I am growing it back; that’s for sure. But into what? I have since decided to ‘go natural’ for as long as I can handle it or till I get Nse Ikpe-Etim’s hair.
Organise my iTunes library. When it comes to my laptop and iTunes, I am very Obsessive-Compulsive. I like everything in folders and I hate desktop icons. I just like my computer to be hard for nosy people to pry.
I love my iTunes with the songs correctly named and stuff and with the appropriate album art. All those ‘tooxclusive’ album arts hurt my eyes that I have to go through a lot to get the appropriate ones. Right now my iTunes is a mess. It hurts.
Clean out my locker.
Give out old clothes.
Fix my iPod screen. My iPod screen cracked some time last year and i was heartbroken simultaneously. I’ve been managing it since then. On Monday, as I was crossing the access road on my way to class, it fell again and the screen is not pretty to look at.
Get more epubs. I recently discovered the beauty of epubs. Thanks to Uncle Deolu.
I’m going to be hunting people down to copy all the epubs they own.
Visit the Dentist. When I was in JSS2/3 I had a cavity filled. Recently, I ‘borrowed’ someone’s gum and as I was chewing said gum, my filling fell out.
Get Vaccinated. As a medically-inclined somebody, I’m sad to say that I still haven’t gotten vaccinated for Hepatitis B and Human Papilloma Viruses. I’m going to get to that before I start my clinicals (By God’s grace). If you haven’t been vaccinated, I suggest you do the same.
Learn Graphic Design. it’s something I really want to do. Because I want to stop stealing pictures from google images and I want to stop begging my graphic-designer friends that are always doing shakara for me when I ask them for favors.
Sleep. I get almost 5 hours of sleep now and I still feel sleep deprived.
Buy Asun.I’ve been craving Asun a lot recently. Not like i’m not always craving Asun. I’m just too lazy to take a walk to V-lodge to get me some.
Decongest My Blackberry. Blackberry and Hanging. Just like 5 and 6. By the way, I’m proud to announce that my blackberry is 10 months old. People that know me well and people that read Kemminy Snickets will know why this is newsworthy.
Go to Fela’s Museum. The museum opened recently in Lagos. Really can’t wait to visit it.
Relearn Minesweeper. I used to be really good at minesweeper. I wonder how I lost it.
Visit A Herbalist. I have to visit a herbalist to get different oils for my hair. I hear natural oils work really well.
Blog. Before my first MB, I gave up blogging and it took my a while to get my ‘zeal to blog’ back. Still trying.
Basically all what I’m itching to do. Can’t wait!
I had an awesome weekend! First time after an embarrassingly long time!
Hope yours was twice as awesome as mine?
It’s valentine’s week people! This is just a time for we single people to remember how unloved we are. Shoving all the lovey dovey things in our faces and stuff. But hey single people
, side chicks and people that are not sure if they’re their boo’s boo;
On to more meaningful things,
Earlier today, I found myself in the autopsy room watching as three pathologists cut up an Eleven year old boy and a Seventy-seven year old man in search of the causes of their individual deaths.
Both died on Saturday the 9th.
At the end of the day, I had two questions and learnt two things.
My first question is that; what exactly is that thing that just trips off like a switch and makes people die? Like what causes their hearts to stop beating all of a sudden and cause all systems to shut down ? One second they are living and breathing and the next they’re lifeless. Just like a piece of wood.
As the assistants were sawing through the lifeless boy’s skull, I was looking out for the boy’s facial expression. A grimace. A twitch. But nothing. He was just there; oblivious of the fact that his skull was being sawed through and his brain about to be uprooted. I’m sure his spirit would have been cringing.
Secondly, What is a little boy’s business dying? I mean, 11 year old boy like that; about to hit puberty or had hit puberty. I’m sure he had dreams to be a pilot or a doctor or an engineer or something. He just ended up on the Pathologist’s table. Just like that. It definitely wasn’t the plan.
You see; Bintin L’aye. Today you’re here and tomorrow? You’re gone.
God knows best. I pray God comforts his family.
At the end of the day, Rigor Mortis remains the state nobody has ever seen you and it’s the state they’ll see you in for the first time and it’s the last time they’ll ever see you. I hope this makes sense. Lol.
I learnt that you shouldn’t mess with a pathologist. They’ll make your death look like an accident. Trust me.
Also, I may be considering a career in pathology. I started cultivating the idea when I started watching CSI Miami. Today’s experience has coaxed me some more. My mother will be totally creeped out but it’s my life. She almost gagged when I told her about my ‘Cadaver-cutting’ escapades. She thinks I’ve lost my soul. Lol.
That should be all.
It’s Back to the books for me.
Happy ‘loving’ people. Love safely.
PS. A girl named Nike stopped me on the hospital corridor today and told me that she loves my blog.
Celeb moment right there! Nike just got into Medilag and started lectures today. Welcome to Medilag Nike. Wishing you all the best. :*. You’ll love it here.
The Big Guy.
Whatever you choose to call it, it’s one exam with different names.
2nd MB they say is the most difficult exam you can ever write in Med school; scale through and you practically have med school behind you. I can already feel the heat. 2 weeks of exams back to back starting March the 4th.
Before med school, exam time was my favorite time but now that I have exams (incourses) practically every other day, I dread exams.
I wrote my last incourse of the session yesterday. It was in Bacteriology. I don’t wanna talk about it because it happened to be one of the worst exams I’ve ever written. Hope it comes out good.
Earlier this week, incourse results in Pharmacology were released and I got the surprise of my life; I actually did better than I expected. Not excellent. But good. I thank God.
Of the 16 incourses i wrote, my results have been consistent enough and I have 3 unreleased results left.
With all that behind me, It’s on to the big guy. 23 days to prepare for 5 major courses but I’ve used my Friday night to lounge; Been watching Suits, shared a reminiscent moment with Dami, Ayodele, Toyin, Teni and Ruqayyah just after searching for stuff on Dealdey, Looking through Bella Naija weddings and Tiwa Savage’s proposal among other things.
tomorrow… Oh I have an Owambe on Sunday and I plan to make the best use of my time.
Pray for your girl people.