THE RESIDENT

It's finally October. What a hell month, that September was. It was such a test of character, values and strength.

I don't know if it was a good call that we alerted mothers to be wary about fever. Thus, all kids who just had fever especially if its just hours prior seen by a physician is warranted to be valid.

It was such a test of patience also.

Oh September. You made my zit flare up. Hopefully, October can be at least kinder since we are down to the last 2 residents of FDMMC.

Hopefully, we can still revive the legacy of this institution. And, maybe prayers can be our last resort to this scarcity.

Oh yes. Remind me to pray. You really did some soul searching in me, month of September. Hopefully in time, God can find me.

THE LIL HOSPITAL IN BANAWE

It's a long story on how I ended up here. Maybe when I'm ready, I can narrate the hows and turns. All I know is that I miss my old hospital terribly.

I took my first year of residency at Makati Medical Center. And, I miss them so badly.

Sadly, I had to come home due to personal reasons (I hate you Father. @!#&^)

But, I'll be back soon.

Making the most of my training, being a nurse, clerk, intern and runner on most parts. So happy they took me in as a lateral 2nd year pediatric resident.

I'll die if I had to go through first year again.

DYING.


Sigh.


God give me patience.
Hayy

LONELINESS

There's this saying in residency that the hours of duty are long but the days are short. Before you know it, fuck... you're duty again.

EVERY THREE DAYS.

This brings me to the part where all of a sudden you come to a realization that loneliness will always remain a big chunk of your residency life.

Friends and family will just pass you by, while you on the other hand, stuck at the hospital.

EVERY DAY (lest for SKELETAL DUTIES. Hurray holidays and weekend offs).



This then reminded me that early this year, when I least expected it... someone came and filled my lonely life with a whirlwind romance. I honestly thought I would never feel that way again since my last relationship was 5 years ago.

But due to indecisiveness and constant overthinking, we both realized, it wasn't time.


I can't even bring myself to a decent sleep every night (I always find myself sleeping on the couch after binging on netflix because for crying out loud, I need to watch a movie after 36 hours straight of hospital duties).


But....

What surprised me, how that person made me feel. It was magic.

I never felt that feeling with my previous relationships.


Then again, we both have our differences and I guess in God's time, if we are really meant to be, our paths will cross again.


I believe that what's meant for you will always come back when you least expect it.


I just hope when it comes back around, I won't be bombarded with case conferences, research proposals, clinical abstracts and piles of OPD charts waiting to be filled.


I want to be hands-on to this person, give the love he deserves when all the fucked up training is finally done and I can sleep all day long without alarming daily at 5am.


So until then...

Hey loneliness... keep me company.



xoxo