November 24th, 2009
Anesthesize
POSTED AT 06:30 AM
Dr. Ortill
Ganyan talaga kapag naka-anesthesia, nakakaramdam pero, hindi masakit.
And I was there, assisting in her lumpectomy, looking at bloody flesh, and inhaling the smoke from her cautery while my elbows were complaining from retracting, wishing that someone could inject me with just a vial of Lidocaine. Not from the physical pain but from the pointy feeling inside.
How avoidant.
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It's been 23 days in my rotation, and FINALLY I had been able to assist at a major o.r....an Appendectomy. I can still remember how it is done. I insisted on scrubbing in on this one, just to see their technique. Pretty cool. I wish I could do one.
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Can this be?
Our radiologists can't explain it. And my groupmate says, the child was not held by anyone while the x-ray was taken. Even so, it would not form a hand.. but will show the bones. (scary music here.)
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November 23rd, 2009
A [not so happy] Monday
POSTED AT 09:00 PM
I usually exclaim "Happy Monday!" to my students every, wth, Monday.
I wonder if I stayed true to that.
Sincerely speaking, I was happy to talk to my students again because they help me wake up early in the morning. But when I opened my teacher's page today and found 31 students in total and 28 for today, plus one subclass for 20 minutes, I couldn't be more horrified in my life.
And to top this wonderful morning surprise, it's my second day of my monthly period, so hello 29 students + abdominal cramps = Such a happy monday.
I was craving for smoke breaks more than anything. Talking for 4 hours with only 10 minute breaks after one combo class after another is no laughing matter. It's stressful, srsly.
Everytime that my QA would pm me (no srs business anyway), I had to reject him because he knows my sched and I openly told my officemates before that I abhore distractions when I have classes. Well, we'd usually chat when we were free, but I guess my morning just would not allow that until December. *sigh* I also could not eat properly when I have my period so imagine dragging schedule in the morning plus abnormally small intake of lunch equals limp Micchie. But thank God, that wasn't the case. I was even able to make 3 MRs this afternoon in one go.
At the end of the day, I was simply determined to reward myself with something delicious. Hello Chinitas, so I had myself sipping on delicious Nai chaa XL for only 45 php. Yummeh~
Going home, I had this suddent impulse to have my hair cut. I was planning on a trim only to have the split ends gone, but my lovely hair stylist said to shorten it, so I let her have her way. It ended up nice and my hair looked thicker. She had no special technique to it, I think she's just great like that. What's amusing is, I went to the same salon around June or July and she was the one who cut my hair. When I entered the same time this November, she still remembered me and even what she did to my hair back then! I promised to come back to have my hair treated by her.
Thanks so much ate Gina! ^^
So I guess it's not at all a bad Monday, not so great either.
But Ripslyme, please let me rip you.
Please?
I wanna hip-hop tomorrow, please?
*goes LSS-ing ila. of baroque*
*reminisce*
Night!
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November 22nd, 2009
Blackmailed
POSTED AT 04:55 AM
Nothing makes a day faster than looking forward to something. And today, what put me through the first half of my day was the fact that me and my friends went out tonight.
This get together was for Joie. To cheer her up from her recent breakup after a 5 year relationship. We (Andrea, Andrew, King, Neli, Joie and I) met up at Rob and had dinner at Don Henrico's, remembering our clerkship experiences. That was the time when we were still students, and from there started comparing our internships at different hospitals. We had a hearty meal, and I felt at home, reconnecting with those I shared a wonderful 4 years of medicine proper with.
After that, we walked to a Karaoke Bar where we sang a mix of vengeful and sentimental songs for Joie. Some, for me. For them, too. I was tipsy and having so much fun, fun, fun, when..
He texted. He says he wants to die. He says I hurt him too much.
It's not the first time he's said that. He does it when I don't text or answer his calls or when I tell him that I don't feel the same. But now, I don't even know what I've done. I was always upfront and honest. And I did try to like him. I tried so hard, that I even DID like him. And he even thought I loved him back already. But it's not enough..
Because I knew the difference when I fell for somebody (who betrayed me instead). Argh. I am being played and twisted by fate.
It's good that work takes so much out of my mind. The brain can only do one thing at a time, and it helps to keep focus on what's in front. In a few hours time, I'll be on track a 32 hour tour of duty, mending other people's bodies when I am so...broken inside.
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November 20th, 2009
Care to debate me?
POSTED AT 06:45 AM
Still no meteors flashing my way. Only navy blue clouds on an ebony sky. Oh well.
We had a short day at the hospital, there was a mandatory stay-at-the-library memo for all the interns. And so, we sort of had a free duty. I'm happy because we didn't work as hard today, and sad because I didn't have any patients to learn from.
And because I was tired of reading the medical stuff, I took a break and scanned the newspaper. A sociopolitical events expert, I am not. But somehow, I just want to speak out what I was thinking.
Pacquiao fever. Pacquaio in politics.
(Nah. He lost the elections last time, despite his boxing feats. We have become aware that the on-screen champions are a different story when it comes to politics.)
Pacquiao vs. Mayweather
(Lose-lose scenario for Pacquiao. If he says no, Mayweather will have bragging rights. If Pacquiao fights, he'd better win big time, or it'll be the end of his boxing glory)
Manny Villar and Loren Legarda, runningmates...
(Which just ruins their credibility. Manny using Loren's good reputation, and Loren using Manny for his well-oiled campaign machinery. Good luck to both.)
Hacienda Luisita.
(Has gone on long enough. It breaks my spirit to see the plight of the poor, the greed of the rich, and our sick legal system.)
Pacquiao and Jinky fighting due to Krista Ranillo...
(Typical. A full blown disaster.Let them fix it up, and stop the slandering. They are people after all, and no family is ever the cleaner.)
Edu Manzano, running for vice president.
(Game ka na ba? Kami, hindi.)
3 killed and 7 injured at Pasay demolition...
(Why use guns? WHY?! Of course they would protect the mosque, it is their place of worship. A little respect for their religion! There could have been a better way to do it. No wonder some Muslims would think badly about the government. Why fuel their agitation? Why? WHY?!)
New Moon, now showing.
(And dateless. moving on...)
Efren Penaflorida, the CNN hero...
(He's such an inspiration. With him and his group around, there is hope for this nation. WE CAN DO SOMETHING FOR OTHERS IF WE WANTED TO. I wish that aside from voting for him, we would also be encouraged to help the less fortunate. But first of all, let's vote. He deserves to win.)
Now on to the news of my life. I'm learning that some people have interesting stories to tell about their lives. And I am amazed to find out. But amidst all the sharing, I'm still keeping much a secret, sorting is still to be done with my baggages.
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November 19th, 2009
ほんじつ
POSTED AT 10:40 PM
うず！
Today was a day filled with mixed emotion.
I didn't have a problem at work today. Had great laughs with both my
close co-workers and students alike. It's Thursday already and so far
I've been perky the whole week. It's just that my world was never made
perfect so I have a residing feeling that I'll flip mostly in some of
my classes. Stuttering would be a frequent visitor as well. Yet by the
lesson of the law of attraction, I shall not invite bad vibes. I should
think that it will simply be the end of the work week tomorrow so that
will be for free talking and be happy. Be spontaneous!
The sun was up high, just like the past four afternoons of this
November's week. Though I have to say, I missed gazing at the blue sky
with it's seemingly pristine clouds, arranged with great skill.
Today was also another session of the Pitogo Girls. It was my idea
of meeting up after all. There's just some days when I just want to go
somewhere and chill. Good thing my friends were free today also.
Met up with Aia in Megamall after she renewed her NBI then after
ringing some dong dong dongs and fangirling over the SHINee boys, we
met up with Mao in Jollibee. We all ate the 50 pesos spaghetti promo
then hopped our way to the public jeepney to our favorite spot.
TIMY tiemz and Takumi tiemz filled our still hungry stomachs, as
well as getting crazy with the staff at ちょと スタープ. Ate Aileen was more
then willing to have a pic of herself, amongst the 400 shots she
already has according to one of our new friends from the same store. I
was thick-skinned enough to even have Ate Lisa gave us the last of her
cookie. XDDDD
たこやき was the planned food for the day and we were more
than willing to order. We certainly love 華for their food and we
certainly rave for Aia for the one who cooked our food. As usual, I
asked for the hot green tea. I've even gotten used to the taste of the
cold oolong tea. Glad to say that my taste palettes have adjusted well
to the Japanese taste. Well, at least for these drinks. And hot drinks
certainly is a must for my line of job. 8Db So glad glad glad it's
free. >D
After having our food, smoking for a while
and discussing serious family matters and of course side craziness, we
went inside the grocery, well, to target some things. I certainly have
mine already. So money, please rain on me soon:
I forgot what the green bottled alcoholic drink is called
but Ate Chris said that it is alcoholic and there's something inside I
also forgot the name, but I remember it being sour. >D I just
thought that it reminded me of Isshi's small bottle in their video in
Shibuya AX. But rather that being alcoholic, I think it was ginger
tea---good for the voice. 8D Then I also saw several flavors of
Chu-hi. I want something to drink next time. And I don't even mean
juice or soda. So as the apple love that I am, I'll try the green apple
and red apple Chu-hi next time too. Then maybe, I'll pair it up with
rice crackers! I miss rice crackers~
And so around
7, we flew back to Glorietta to take a jeep to home, only to be
irritated by one assuming foreigner that we cannot speak English.
It's like this.
He
went up to us asking for "massage"; using this keyword: MASSAGE. Man,
you think we can't understand basic sentences? Even if that's a run-on,
I'll comprehend your bullshit, sir. We are not level 1 students of
English, okay? So alright, maybe it was just nerves that got to me (and
it was effing hot already, I was sweating so my nerves was on the verge
as well, and prickly) because I understood they were simply looking for
a massage parlor. So I re-stated his question and asked: "Are you
looking for a massage parlor?" (with as much accent that I can handle
at 7:30 PM) and said we don't know so he should ask people on the other
side of the road. Mao and Aia were as irritated as me. I have my own
way of dealing with people like this, it's almost like impulse spoke
for me. I think he was shocked that I can actually speak his language
well and so thanked us and went ahead. No offense to Mao, but the guy
thought it was only her that can speak English. What the errrf? Anybody
in the Philippines can understand basic English, please learn the
culture of the country you're staying at, sir. That's courtesy and
respect.
Anyway *sigh* we were able to get home in peace.
So see you on Saturday again, gheis~ *3*
McDonals for the win.
RPRZNT.
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November 19th, 2009
Little stars. Big stars.
POSTED AT 05:28 AM
I've been watching for the Leonids for four days now. Just to make a wish or two. For whatever, it's my secret.  Really, I'm a little...nope, a LOT superstitious.
We watched 2012 yesterday. Coolness. Not one I'd line up to be my favorites, but it's worth seeing if you need a pick-me-up. That is, if you like getting caught between tectonic plates and raging tsunamis. The scenes are amazing. And I liked the company: Perrine and Dave.
A snippet of my day at the Surgery Emergency Room. We had an American patient who went to the beach yesterday and fried his skin under the sun. That's for not wearing sunblock. He was delineatedly red on half the exposed parts of his body, just like a shrimp when it's done.I pitied him because it was so painful, weeping and blistering all over. Including his balding forehead. You'd know what he was in for, just by the sight of him. And so, we cleaned, flammazine-d, and gauze-d him up.
Ironic that a majority of Filipinos, men or women (hands up people! including me!) would somehow be guilty of buying whitening/lightening products for the sake of vanity. When all this time, our melanin concentration, has been responsible from keeping us from suffering the same fate, under the intense Equatorial sun. How colonial. We should love our melanin, we can bask at beaches, walk along the Metro and only fear of getting even browner...just think about it. And love your chocolate-ness. Haha.
Please, let there be a falling star, so I can get my wish. And... make that meteor hit the asshole who broke my heart. Yeh! (<--in a kikomachine kind of way.)
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November 18th, 2009
you're not the green I thought you were.
POSTED AT 12:32 AM
Mildly colorblind in the green and yellow spectrum.
And so was the explanation of Dr. Vigo on my test results on colorblindness.
We were goofing around in the Surgery Office when Dr. Matic asked us to scoot to the Eye Center for a study being done by his wife. It was fun arranging the colors into the spectrum, but it was admittedly difficult. The pegs had a certain order of shading, and it seemed that some pegs were of the same color. The pink and violet hues were a breeze, but the yellow and green pegs were sort of hard to arrange (for me). Damn it.
Some people say that only men are affected by colorblindness. That is partly correct, for the congenital type. There is also a acquired type, which includes medication, poor diet and smoking. I guess this is where I come in. I'm just happy that I can identify green from grey, even if I'm slightly impaired in distinguishing tints (which I didn't know before). I was slightly depressed afterwards saying I was ready to devour a plate of yellow and orange vegetables to salvage my remaining photoreceptors.
I remember a good friend, she would say that a dress was wonderfully blue when it was violet. I don't know if she's just confused or can't see the color right. One of our junior interns is also suspect to the condition, since he is having difficulty in identifying hyperemia (something red and swollen) from one that is not.
Impaired. That is something that we can be, without even knowing it.
In extreme colorblindness, one can only see the blue and orange shades. No green, no red. A colorblind man can't identify a woman with lipstick. Or a ripe banana from an unripe one. It may seem funny, or ridiculous. The sad part is some find it later in life, and is unsuitable to aviation, or jobs that requires color discrimination.
But being colorblind is the least of my worries. I was just thinking, what if some people's emotions were the same? That in the spectra of anger, love, joy and sadness, they can only feel two extremes? Able to love without anger or experience joy without love?
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November 17th, 2009
Takumi-kun Series: Niji Iro No Garasu *fangirls*
POSTED AT 09:56 PM
It's been a while since I felt this much of a fujoshi. Yet again, one great great love scene would boost them all up.
Just in time because I've been through a rough time a couple of days ago, and what better way but to pamper myself with visual pleasure, ne?
I guess that a lot of BL mangas are getting their film versions, which is true. I just can't help to still get disappointed whenever details would be cut off for the duration of a film. I should understand, we had this as a subject in college. But oh well.
Not too familiar with the Takumi-kun series, but I am willing now. Very willing indeed.
And since I am sleepy already and feeling a bit lazy to expound why, let me provide you with some visuals first:
DFASHBDJsadHASDBSAJDBHASKDBSANMDBSAJDBSADGHSAD!!!
The first movie didn't have this kind of intimacy!!! The scene was very intimate, with Gii feeding Takumi's body all over with gentle, but hungry kisses. There is this suppressed desperation in every touch and kiss. Well, that's how I saw it. I read also that the actor who played Gii this time is 9 years older than the actor who played the new Takumi, so I guess that explains why he handled the scene so damn well 8DDDDDDDDDDDDD
And~ Takumi looks like the lovechild of Ryo Nishikido and Kamenashi Kazuya?
O.o
I thought it was only Kame at first, but then at some angles, he have this masculine look of Ryo's face too!!
And my~my~
Resemblance of one scene to one of my most favorite scene in a BL doujinshi:
Inui x Kaido (Prince of Tennis)
Gii x Takumi
I love it when the seme seems so protective and dominating of the eherm at the same time. 8Db
okay, it's almost 10.
Time to drift to sleep.
おやし、お！！！
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