Antagal ko nang hindi naguupdate ng blog. Anyway..I was busy as a bee these past few weeks. Kakatapos lang ng midterms pero bumulaga agad ang finals. I had one hell of a week! Our midterm grades were released, so far ok naman. Okay as in pwede na considering that i was expecting one failing grade in one particular subject: CoHealth. That is one hell of a subject for me. I hate it. As in I seriously, seriously hate every part of it. To say that Cohealth is difficult is probably an understatement. Well, hindi lang naman ako nahihirapan, lahat naman ata kami. Actually konti lang ang pumasa dun. And I'm just lucky enough to be one of the passers. Pero actually, lahat naman ng major subjects ko mahirap, specially if it's a nursing subject. Ang pinagkaiba lang e ung ibang nursing subjects, mahirap din but at least I can still manage to understand the lessons. Pwede ko xang pagpuyatan kc at least at the end of it, maiintindihan ko. But Cohealth isn't like that. Kahit pagpuyatan ko pa sya, in the end hindi ko pa rin maiintindihan. I feel stupid. Ewan ko, but i just don't get it! Everytime we are in the lecture room, I always get lost in the middle of everything! I jot down notes that I don't even understand. I bought a freakin' book even though it's not required just so I can at least understand that freakin' subject. I tried to read it but it still doesn't help me in any way. The worst thing is that I have to deal with this particular subject for the next 2 years of my college life! Good luck to me.
Anyway, I'm still thankful that I got more than what I hoped for. Maybe there was some kind of miraculous divine intercession that took place while I was taking my cohealth exams. Or at least I'd like to think of it that way.
Change topic. So this week, my next hospital duty is LMMC (Lipa Medix Medical Center). Honestly, I hate having duties at that hospital. For one thing, my shift starts at 6 am (earlier compared to other hospitals) so we have to be there before 6:45am. When you arrive at 6: 46, sorry but you're already late so that means you have to have two "make-up duties." And when you arrive at 6:01, you are already considered absent, don't even dare to enter the hospital premises because you're sure to receive a 5minute scolding from your clinical instructor. The people there are mean and cranky, well at least I think most of them are. And the patients are always complaining about every little detail. That's the difference between private and public hospital patients. Patients at the private hospitals complain a lot. Probably because they expect to get more quality services because they pay a lot of money. Well, my mother is like that too. But what I hate about them is that they always blame it on the nurse. For example, I had this patient who blamed me because her episiotomy hurts a lot (*An episiotomy is the surgical incision done by doctors on the perineal area during the 3rd stage of labor to prevent the massive tearing or damage to the vaginal walls during vaginal delivery). She's blaming me for the pain in her vajayjay!!! I just don't get it. I didn't even stitch up the damn thing! She just gave birth to a 7pound baby for god's sake. Of course it's gonna hurt. It's supposed to hurt. And it's nobody's fault. She gave me a hard time explaining that to her. I had a lot of traumatizing experiences in that hospital. One such example was the day I assisted in cleaning the incision site of one of the post-CS patient. The doctor was mean to me, and she scowled at every little detail about me including the loose thread on my white uniform and the stray hair sticking out behind my ear. She seems to have microscopic eyes and xray vision. The worst part is that she humiliated me in front of the patient and her family. She didn't even give me a goddamned break considering that I'm only a level 2 BSN student and I'm practically a newcomer in the medical world. She reprimanded me for the very little details and she didn't even recognize that I assisted her well while she was cleaning the patient's incision. She even used my mayo scissors and my crile forceps! I hope she knew that! That was the single, most humiliating day in my life as a nursing student. My stomach still flips whenever I recall that incident. It's a good thing I didn't cry. That would be even more humiliating. Usually, I feel like crying whenever I feel extremely humiliated. God, I hate that doctor. Oh, and btw, that doctor (she's a resident OB-GYN) is the mother of my former classmate in highschool. Her son gave me flowers on valentine's day when we were in Level 7. She has a really nice son so it's kind of hard to imagine that they're realted. I wanted to tell her that but I think that's just stupid and irrelevant and it's gonna make her hate me even more. Lol! The good thing is that she's too preoccupied torturing nurses she didn't even had the time to tell anything to my CI. Hah! Buti na lang di nya ako sinumbong sa CI ko, that would have made things worse. That's the only consolation I get. Honestly, I think she's not a good doctor. Sure, she finished her degree with flying colors. She even took fellowships. But I think that even though how smart you are or how many degrees you've finished or how many titles are attached to your name, they're all worthless if you're not a good person. And I think every doctor should know that. I don't hate her because she's mean to me (well, just a little bit). I hate her because she's an arrogant person. The other nurses told me that she's always like that to the nurses and interns (and to whoever she considers as inferior to her). I think I have better bedside manners that her (seriously!), which is just pathetic because I used to look up to her. So to all the future doctors out there, please remember that professional success does not compensate for a bad attitude.
Well, the good thing is that I won't have to deal with her this week at the hospital. I'm assigned to the pediatric ward. Bye-bye, OB ward! I'm sure as hell that I'm gonna miss all those vajayjays. I did pedia once before on san jose district hospital. It was as tough as OB because almost every kid cries at the sight of a person wearing white. I blame their parents. Lagi na lang nilang ginagawang panakot ang mga nurse sa mga anak nila. Children always connote nurses to needles and injections.
..ooops, gotta go. I still haven't written anything on my critical paper on PhilMan. I gotta finish that tonight so that I won't have to deal with it during my duty week.
so that's it for now. Sorry for the crappy update.
