LNMS: From frying pan to fire

-

The last two weeks has been the most stressful, having to be on call every day...resume school for 8am go for class by 2pm, which last for at least three hours, resume night call by 7:30pm...it was pure hell.
we had a countdown from the start of the posting, and it was a big relief at the end of the two weeks. We were jubilating for the end of that era.
Our jubilation was cut short when we resumed NNU (neonatal unit) this morning and got the full gist of what we are to do for the next two weeks...its exhausting even at the thought of it.
To summarize: 6 hr wardround thrice a week, calls every day, tutorials, clerkings, and since most of the house officers are leaving, we'll be the attending house officers pending the resumption of the new ones.
Trust me its not as easy as it sounds...takes a whole lot...no wonder I have been pale....

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Pros and Cons of Living Alone

-
Image
So at the ripe age of 26, I was forced… lool not forced parse but nudged, to get my own personal apartment I.e to live on my own. I had always envisioned this moment to be a rite of passage, like my family would one day gather around in wrappers with lit candles and drums for the official moving out ceremony, but to my disappointment, it was nothing like that. Although to be fair, I was partially living on my own as I lived apart from my family with other people, so I guess I didn’t qualify for the ceremony.
Read more

That's my car

-
Image
It was late afternoon, the harsh scorch from the sun was fading, the cool evening breeze had begun its daily night shift. A small group of little humans; consisting of five or six children with age ranging from 7 to 9; emerge running from a three-storey building. They ran towards the tarred road adjacent to their building stopping a few metres away from the road, at the designated structure which was a shed made of aluminium roofing sheets and four wooden poles. This endeavour has been a daily ritual for these set of children, it had become more than what it was set out to be, right now, with the amount of attention, dedication and tenacity poured into it, it was much more than a game. Occasionally, some adults would entertain themselves by joining the group and taking the acting role of both spectators and judges, but today there were no spectators and or judges. They lined themselves side by side as each child prepared to verbally take possession of passing cars that he or she d
Read more