Just when I thought…

I am going to spend my 5th year in my journey through medical education in somewhere but here, I just realized I will not. I think I will be stuck in the University to which I spent my 8 years already.

Initially, my thoughts were heading somewhere like Baguio City. Baguio General Hospital was my first choice of hospital. The pros? First of all I think my parents are currently in the empty nest syndrome stage, and it’s a little saddening. I knoe it’s a normal stage in people’s lives but what the heck, right? If I can make it a little easier for them, then let me do it. This year, another brother has to be here in Manila as well to take a college degree. What’s left to my parents in the province is my little sister who is currently in her 5th year in primary education.

That being said, I want to at least spend a year somewhere near the province where I grew up and was raised decently by mom and dad. Baguio City is an hour or less drive from my hometown which is “I knoe, right?” very cool. And since I think I already cannot live for a long time in a place where dependable and conventional bars and restos don’t reside, Baguio is the closest thing to Manila in the north.

Baguio General Hospital is a public hospital and I believe I will learn a lot in there, I will probably improve my skills like doing minor procedures. But in that case, it will force me to study on my own because it’s not a teaching hospital.

Another good point of spending a year in Baguio is the weather. I can probably wear long sleeve shirts everyday at work without me looking so stupid cos of the appropriateness to the cold environment. Variation of outfits will surely make me enjoy going to work, unlike just the usual uniformity of white top crested by a short-sleeve white coat that interns wear in our hospital.

While in Psychiatry, I met a doctor who just came back from the US to fill in the required rotations he didn’t have while still here in the Philippines.

I am planning ardent about taking the USMLE once I am done with the local boards. Yes earthlings, I plan to work across the globe but not necessarily in the US. I’d love to go out and explore.

I found out from him that there are US states requiring residency applicants to have internship program from a teaching hospital. That alone, devastated me. Not just that, they require a month long rotation in Psychiatry and only UST hospital have a rotation in psychiatry during internship.

I thought I will be gone in this institution and will be in somewhere else, then I guess I’ll be staying for yet another year.

Where are these teaching hospitals anyway?

PGH? UST? Where else?

FEU, UE, SLU, Fatima, St. Luke’s, MCU?

These teaching hospitals love their own products. Besides, who would be in his/her right mind would risk working in a place where you would technically feel alone, cos surely for them you came from somewhere foreign; like an alien, definitely.

So do I have a choice? NONE. Will jot down in the form…

It’s a little sad but whatever.


The night before I went on duty, I was summoned to watch the movie about a guy who travels in time. After the mind-numbing movie, it poured in QC while we were heading back home, but then it suddenly stopped like a crying baby get to suckle mom’s breast for milk; somewhere in the stretch of Quezon Ave.

Wait, breast and Quezon Avenue doesn’t sound so good together in a paragraph, right? But hell so, what?

It sounds pervy, actually. Haha.

Anyway, the soil was dry before I retire myself to sleep. When I woke up at around 5:30 in the mawnin for duty, our street was submerged by rainwater which was thick and musky. Ew. Eventually, an announcement was passed through SMS that only the duty clerks will have to go to the hospital to work.

D*mn it was! I was a clerk on duty.

But I didn’t go out until maybe it was 10. My call time is 6:30. I was late, but it was understandable. Cos hello?!

ust flood


Who wouldn’t?!

Water was everywhere, and it even caused the emergency room in the pay division hospital to close.


I knoe, right? And it s*cked big time cos our emergency room in the clinical “charity” division was open. So in that case, all the patients, rich or poor, well dressed or not, coño or jologs, consulted to us. And worse, chief complaints were as minor as simple zits. Gawd! It was exasperating!

What is, I admitted a patient who just cannot sleep! Is insomnia now an indication for hospital admission?!

I really don’t think so, even if the patient has some sort of mood disorder at the back of the insomnia symptom.

Right? Right? Right?

But! Since the patient can afford a thousand bucks worth of hospital bed, then so what, admit the patient. As in nao.

So the indication there is patient’s choice to be admitted? ROFL.

Doctor, please reserve a room for me cos I feel like admitting myself now.


So that duty day was more eventful than the movie I just saw the night before.

It was the day that wrapped our duty days in neurology up and started our insanity in the psychiatry ward.


Er, our last 10 days in surgery department deal with emergency cases and out-patient care which more or less involves minor surgeries, ambubag-ing, chest compressions, STAT referrals, ABCs and other technical instrumentalities.

Saying goodbye to the ward for the meantime is a little less sad than the goodbyes that we use to knoe. ER patients once admitted will be transferred to their rooms and being handled by those in the wards, and if patients refuse admission, then we let them go home. That’s the sole point of the ER, we only let patient stay in the ER when the patient is in need of emergency treatment and unstable in need of immediate care.

ER day 1


6:51AM, just as I arrived in the ER…


3:17PM, patients coming in. Non-stop.


6:42PM, ER beds were all occupied.


6:22AM, the following day…

OPD later, to do minor surgeries. (with matching dark eye-bags)

The Vigilante?

Got this quiz from Jepoi. A little uhum… less true.
So there, don’t mess up with me… Or else, I’ll break your tiny bones into pieces. haha.
Take the quiz! It’s interesting, fun and very interactive…

Bye for nao.

Congratulations, Tita Cory!

Well, you might wonder and say,

What the hell are you talking about?!

Yes, I congratulate Tita Cory not because of the fact that she just died. That would be very mean and imbecilic of me.

We congratulate people when they accomplish something in their lives, right? Well, as we all knoe, she is a super woman. She accomplished a lot in her life; being a good mom to her children, being a mass leader against those who were corrupted, fought against a dictator, led our country to restore its vivacity pre-martial law, and coped with colon malignancy. These were all that I can think of nao but I knoe there are more than what I’ve mentioned.

Like for example being someone’s bestest friend? I just don’t knoe.


She lived her life. Beat that!

She had so much burden yet she’s such a great person. She deserves to graduate from this life where everything is unfair and go to somewhere where she doesn’t have to think of any more burden, right?

Again, congratulations!

I knoe this entry might be a little esoteric. But I think Tita Cory is very happy nao. Seriously.