At The End Of The Tunnel

Written on 2 August 2009 by

About 12 months ago, I was starting to worry about the then upcoming written finals in January, and then in April, the clinical finals and after that, results. Life was starting to take it’s toll on me and I couldn’t help wondering when I would see the light at the end of the tunnel. Finally, along came the reading of results and graduation. The white gloves made an appearance in May, everyone in the class who sat for clinical finals this year passed!! As a group, we have managed to find that light!

However, life is riddled with these tunnels and I am about to enter one of them. Come Wednesday, it will be the beginning of a new phase. I start work as a FY 1 (JHO, HO, intern… pick your terminology). Am I scared? Definitely!!! Although there will be seniors from whom I can get help, I’m no longer a student and need to start taking on proper responsibilities. Am I looking forward to it? Of course! :) It is going to be tough, and there will be times I regret my career choice or want to huddle up and cry but it is also going to be an exciting challenge.

Sitting in a whirlpool of anxiety and excitement, and fluctuating between the ups and downs that accompanies these sorts of waiting, I have resigned to telling myself to take each challenge and handle it to the best of my ability… Come on, what else can a person do, right?


Mosquitoes And Mr Sun

Written on 13 June 2009 by

I hate mosquitoes… H-A-T-E.

As for Mr Sun, I think he is a little overworked here… should definitely take a break. A couple of day’s break would be good.


The Magic White Gloves

Written on 25 May 2009 by

I firmly believe that medical school is bad for one’s mental health. Everything leading up to final year is pretty alright, then they throw you the huge bomb known was “THE FINALS”. It is quite mad, knowing that everything is dependent on this set of exams. Stress level: C-R-A-Z-Y. I believe I was very close to mental breakdown before and during my written finals in January. The waiting for results is another torture in itself.

In Queen’s there is a tradition… we have a reading of results after our clinical finals. This basically involves names being called out and then whether the person had passed, passed with distinction or passed with honours. If everyone who sat for the clinical finals passed, the person who reads out the names will wear a pair of white gloves. I don’t know where this tradition came from, but it is what happens.

This year, the white gloves made an appearance after 9 years’ absence. All that stress and worry… well, they melted away the moment those gloves appeared. WOOHOO!!!


Stress & Nightmares

Written on 20 April 2009 by

Those clinical finals are in a week’s time and if all goes well, this will be my last set of exams as an undergraduate student. Compared to the written papers in January, I don’t think I’m as stressed up. This time ’round, there has not been any bouts of tears and sadness alternating with unexplainable euphoria (yeah, stress sends me into a cyclothymic state).

On the other hand, I have been having nightmares every night for the past week. It is getting quite ridiculous. There had been times when I’d wake up in the middle of the night feeling, for a lack of a better description, disturbed and uncomfortable, but I could not remember my dream. In the recent days, I have been having exam-related dreams. Things seem to go wrong in those dreams all the time… it ranges from me being late, to mixing up dates, or even just messing up the exams entirely.

I need to get through the next 11 days and then have a proper break. :-(

I’m not working as hard as I was for the writtens, and I cannot bring myself to. Don’t get me wrong, my study group meets up very regularly and we would work for a couple of hours each time… but this is just so different from the writtens. Hmm… Worrying?


Good Sisters

Written on 2 April 2009 by

You know the way people complain about their siblings? Well, apparently having sisters is good for you and having brothers has the opposite effect. Then again, it’s not as if us girls didn’t know about this already, right?

Researchers quizzed 571 people aged 17 to 25 about their lives and found those who grew up with sisters were more likely to be happy and balanced.

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Looking at the current and previous post, this blog is seems to be taking a pro-women stand.


Gossip Girls

Written on 1 April 2009 by

When you throw 5 girls together (well, the number doesn’t really matter), expect a lot of gossiping to go on, exchanging of the latest rumours/news and of course, the usual harmless bitching. I suppose you can call it female camaraderie. ;-) I had one of these evenings today and the pat (read: nosy) side of me enjoyed it?

Now, do we actually feel guilty about things we say and discuss during these sessions? Personally, I don’t. Most of the time, these little gossip sessions are not vicious. It is just us succumbing to our curious sides and gathering the latest “updates”. As for the bitchings that goes on, a girl needs to vent, you know? That helps to keep and maintain the peace and quiet we enjoy. Hehe… It is important that no one takes anything too seriously though. If Girl A starts to rant about Person B, it really doesn’t mean that she has anything major against B. It’s more likely than not that she has something against the issue than the person, and by telling some of her mates, she gets to vent and very often, gets a new perspective on things!

See? Gossip sessions are harmless and may even be healthy!! ROTFL… I’m quite proud of my BS skills, actually. ;-)

Ooo… Point of note, women isn’t the only gender that gossips. Men, when they get started, can be many times worse!


Having Wheels

Written on 5 March 2009 by

I haven’t been doing much blogging… to anyone who still visits Rantings, my sincere apologies.

Friends who have been noticing my status changes on Facebook would have known by now that I’ve recently gotten a car. (Woohoo!!) Life with wheels is great!! I’d forgotten how much independence and ease a car accords. BBRRIILLIIAANNTT!!

The thing about NI is that there are places the public transport system does not get you to on Sundays. In situations where I did not have a friend who happened to be driving from Belfast with whom I could get a lift, getting to a peripheral hospital in time for wards/clinics on Monday mornings can be a major pain. I certainly do not enjoy waiting an hour for a taxi in a dark train station of a small town I’ve never been to. I doubt anyone would! Having wheels means this is no longer a problem! YAY!!!

Now, the problem with having a car is getting it to bring you from point A to point B ie. the traffic. No, it is not anywhere near as bad as KL here, but driving a manual car in any remotely heavy traffic is not much fun at all. I love my current car, but I do miss the automatic gearbox in car-car… sigh. Why didn’t I go for an auto again this time round? Silly me!! :P The other problem is with finding a space to leave the car ie. parking. I found myself confronted with both problems today after driving half an hour to tutorial this afternoon (see, car = important… if I didn’t have it, no way I could have attended the tutorial). I arrived at the hospital with 15 min to spare, thinking I could park and get a cup of tea… then I got stuck in a massive queue going into the car park. The type of massive queue that lasted more than half an hour. Yucks.

Well, no matter how much trouble driving/parking is, I must say having this extra means of travel is a good thing. I love it. I’ll try to put up pictures of the car soon. ;-)


The Bum That Is Me

Written on 12 February 2009 by

It’s now 3 weeks after Finals Part 1 and I’m feeling like the worst slacker ever. I’ve got absolutely no motivation to do anything academic and since 21st January, all I have been interested in is to lie on my bed, under the warm duvet and not do anything. I don’t want to go to the hospital, I don’t want to see patients, I don’t want to do much at all!!!

It was all quite exciting in the week following exams. I was in theatre 3 days that week, scrubbed in and the works. In the evenings, I had various dinner appointments (it was CNY week) and even cooked up a huge dinner that Friday!! Things died down a little in week 2 and they’ve gone completely dead at this stage.

The fact that my current rotation is in a relatively small hospital with very few patients doesn’t help either. Hmm… I need to get out of this slacker mode before starting on my next rotation on Monday. *nod* I DO!


Happy Chinese New Year

Written on 26 January 2009 by

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HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!
May you have a prosperous new year!!
恭喜发财! 万事如意!


OVER

Written on 22 January 2009 by

Yes. It is.

I don’t know if I passed… and have a horrible feeling I haven’t. But hey.. for now, it’s OVER!!! And that’s all that counts. Now, excuse me while I huddle in a corner and read my new (very non-medical) novels. WHEE!!! :D


Public Service Announcement: They Bluff

Written on 11 January 2009 by

You know the time when you’re told that starting your revision early is a good thing? And that it will give you more time and therefore it will be better for you?

It’s a lie. A LIE, I tell you.

I started this revision thing in September, more than 3 months before my exam, and have since covered most of my course twice, and very carefully too! But let me tell you… I still don’t know ANYTHING and everything still look foreign to me when I open the books now. And more importantly, the big ugly F word is still looking at me menacingly.

Yes, I am cross, VERY cross.


Happy Christmas

Written on 24 December 2008 by

Time does fly… once again, it is Christmas.

To everyone out there,

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Happy Christmas
&
All The Very Best In 2009!!!


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