On Paediatric

It's been almost four months since I first joined Paediatric. I started off from having a very vague interest to still being completely uninterested in this field.

I do love kids. Some people told me I look like a person who does not like dealing with kids. That's wrong. The thing is to be a Paediatrician you need to be highly intelligent, patient and committed to your work. Admittedly, I scarcely have this these three traits. Paediatricians or those who in the training come to work very early in the morning. When they work, they really work. They spend very little time gossiping and laughing. They hardly go for lunch. They go home late in the evening. They are probably the most no-nonsense people in the hospital.

Does that sound like me? Hell no.

Paediatric itself is a relatively difficult field, I think. You may think, nah, they are just kids. The truth is it's not easy to deal with people from the extreme of age i.e. the elderly and the young. They get ill faster than us who are in the middle age group. Not to mention, blood taking and setting lines for them is one big time. Yes, when you finally acquired the skills it can be easy. But the kids themselves are difficult. I mean they can cry, scream and struggle when you touch them.

Last night I was oncall in Paediatric. It ran quite smooth. Praise be to Him.

I'm now off for a locum from 8 to 10. They pay me quite reasonable. Call me money-minded. Different people have different goals in life. My aim is to earn money while I'm still young so that I can have a comfortable life later on.

"Live while you can. Love while you can."

A smooth sailing

Today has been a smooth sailing day. Everything turned up pretty well, starting from the traffic in the morning, the luck with finding a parking lot at peak hour, and the attempts with the meticulous blood taking in those tiny babies! Praise be to God.

On the other hand, I'm now feeling exhausted. My body's all aching. How nice if I could have a cute guy for a free massage (inspired by Cadbury ad on Irish TV). Haha.

“I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it" - Thomas Jefferson (American 3rd US president).

Time flies!

I can't believe I'm already a medical officer. I'm not the only who is surprised at this. The other day Grandma was saying she can't believe this timid grandchildren of her is now a real doctor.



A year ago I was wondering whether I could survived my internship training but that shitty phase of my life is now over. Now that I've got my license to practice, I work part time at a private clinic which I frequently went to before if I felt sick. The owner, whom I met last weekend, was telling me she can still remember my last visit to that clinic looking for remedies to cure my palpitations prior to final exam. But now, she said, I'm sitting on her chair, facing the patient's chair that I used to sit before.



Not so long ago I can still recollect how nervous I was to leave my hometown for Ireland but that was actually six years back then...



How time flies!

I hate nurses

Are you a nurse? Do you have a friend or a wife who is a nurse? If so, what is your/her problem with life?

Nurses are the biggest bitches I have encountered in my life. I understand that back in the day they were probably treated poorly because doctors are more revered, but it's freaking 2008. Drop that chip on your shoulder. We're over it and you should be too.

I know I'm only around for 2 weeks, but that is no reason to ignore me or to be rude. If I don't roll up my sleeves, please don't say anything. You are just a nurse. I don't mind it if you are my specialist. If you still want to say it, please say it politely. There's no reason to bark the obvious and make me feel like an idiot.

Not all nurses are bad. I have occasionally come across a very sweet and kind nurse, someone with whom I could be friends.

(P/S: If you are reading this and happened to be a nurse, no apology is offered. What I have written is written with sincerity).

Why this blog exists in the first place

Ah first post. It's always special, isn't it, the first time?

The motivation to start this stemmed from the amount of things I have to say each day, even if it's a boring day. Every day, I learn something, be it good or bad. And I realise the need to write it down so I don't forget.

Working as a doctor have been nothing short of fascination so far, even though dealing with patients/their relatives can be difficult at times. But there have been several whom I absolutely adore, and there have been those who have made my day. We all crave human contact, do we not? It is inherently a part of us, without it, we die a little every day.

This blog is as much a tribute to my patients as it is a catharsis for me. So if you're reading this, rest assured that there's much more to come!