Monday, July 23, 2007
today was the first day of our eye posting, and we got to have some fun with our friendly optometrist! he let us play with his 3D eye games, and we got to put on his red and green matrix spectacles to determine which of us is the most squinty. ben and jiawei have disgustingly good eyesight. i have concluded that they are not human. they are aliens with perfect retinas, just waiting to paint our city red and green to confuse our untrained eyes, and then conduct a massive alien takeover. the other explanation is that playing excessive amounts of burger rush has honed their colour and 3D perception skills to a superhuman level. this is terribly unfair, because playing burger rush has rewarded me with nothing except splitting tension headaches and a strange craving for carl's jr.
ironically, opthalmology posting is the posting which has the highest chance of making you go blind. we are going to spend 4 hours every morning peering through the miniscule lens of an opthalmoscope, trying to follow a bunch of sneaky retinal blood vessels to their motherland. today we played with our friendly optometrist's red and green glasses and refractive lenses until the white walls were flashing red and green and the room seemed to spin cheerfully around. no seizures were induced, which is fortunate as none of us would be very good looking or eloquent if we bit off our own tongues.
the patients are so poor-sighted that, upon having their name called, they leap up with their appointment cards and stagger enthusiastically into the wall. upon rebounding off the wall, they make it into the consultation room and attempt to plonk themselves gracefully onto the floor next to the chair. it is thus ironic that there are so many doctors here who look and dress so nice, even though none of their patients can see them! eye clinics are the new harper's bazaar. you heard it here first.
| mando | 2:51 AM
Monday, July 09, 2007
| mando | 5:43 AM
Congratulations to all new graduates of the class of 2007!
On thursday, all the people with 2 brand new letters in front of their names got to wear big graduation gowns, put on a black hat, and kiss yongloolin medical school goodbye in style! it was great watching all of them stride triumphantly onstage to receive their scrolls from the dean. after seeing all of them stuff entire textbooks into their craniums for so many months, it was so nice to watch them as they celebrate the fruits of their labour.
ian the grumpy owl, as can be seen from the picture above, is either also a happy graduate or a harry potter impersonator. he slaved harder than a million paddy farmers this past year, and he really deserved to walk across that stage. ian, i'm so proud of you! (even though you politely declined my dare to wear nothing under your gown)
i wonder how we'll be when it's our turn to take that walk to get that little scroll (which incidentally is a hollow toilet paper tube with no certificate inside). i will probably be feeling that bittersweet feeling at the bottom of my stomach, because the hollow toilet paper tube represents five years of hard work, of standing for hours next to a patient's bed, of sticking our fingers into assorted orifices, of writing essays until our fingers bleed, and of sweating as a scary examiner forces you to pick up a changkul and dig your own grave during clinical exams. but also because the years in medical school have been some of the best years of my life. and as much as i want to pass my final mbbs, i'm reluctant to leave all that for the harsh realities of the workplace where you are called in the middle of the night to prescribe one strepsil for a patient with a sore throat, or to manually disimpact a patient of all the fibre that he has consumed in the past 6 months. and more than anything, when i walk across that stage, i will be thinking of how not to trip over my gown and fall into the first row of the audience.
to all the new HOs : respect.