Terribly Fine

James Lovelock

Did Yahoo! purchase Tumblr, or is it just merging? 

Or both?

Because being purchased and merging have different connotations, and I’ve been seeing a lot of posts saying it’s been purchased, some saying they merged. 

medicalstate:

Five doctors - a general practitioner, a paediatrician, an internist, a surgeon, and a pathologist - decided to take a weekend trip and go duck hunting.

Soon after they were in their duck blind, a bird flew over and the general practitioner said, “I think that is a duck,” and so he took aim and…

LOL

I found out that a good friend of mine was admitted in a local hospital due to UTI. I texted her and told her I’m going to visit her later. She then told me to visit her in their house instead because she’ll be discharged, per request, that same day. She was admitted the day before. 

I visited her in their house that afternoon. She still looked a bit weak and she still feel pain on her left flank and she had a fever when she arrived home. I asked her why she decided to go home immediately. 

“I don’t like the feeling of an IVF hooked on my hand, and I don’t like being in a hospital… and IV antibiotics are too painful. I really wanted to go home”. It was her first time to be admitted so I can understand her anxiety, but I was still against her decision. The reason she rushed to the ER was because her flank was too painful and she had 9/10 dysuria. So later that day (of admission) when she was given antibiotics and medicines, the pain and fever was gone and she thought she was better.

This is a common problem with patients. They feel something wrong but wait till it gets serious before they have it checked. Then, after a few days of treatment, when the symptoms are gone, they insist going home because they feel fine even though medical practitioners explain thoroughly the proper course of treatment. And this is sad. 

I’ll just keep a close watch on my friend, always the stubborn preschool teacher she is. 

So, it’s our summer vacation and I decided to practice my profession as a nurse to expose myself to the medical world and use what I’ve learned so far in med school, and explore more about the subjects I’ll be having. The staff is helping me by making the environment suitable for learning. We’ve encountered a patient with Fournier’s Gangrene and tomorrow, he’ll be surgically managed, and I will be a part of the surgical team : ) This is a great opportunity to apply what I’ve learned from Anatomy and, and a great  advance lesson for Surgical Anatomy. 

And of course a an opportunity to practice my profession. I can’t be any more thrilled. Aja! 

1. Histologic view of the Esophagus (top photo).

2. Microscopic view of the Jejunum (bottom left).

3. Isn’t this photo pretty? I find it very pleasing to look at. This is how your rectum looks like under the microscope by the way. Yeah, that part of your GIT that banks your poop.

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darksilenceinsuburbia:

Arnaud de Vallois. Glad Rags.

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Last 2010, my grandfather died. Immediate cause was Cardiopulmonary arrest, he had End-stage Renal Disease. I was still a nursing student then in my 3rd yr, a year full of hospital rotations and Medical Surgical hell. It was in the middle of the school year and I was studying in another city, far from home. My last hours with him was months before he died, during a two week school cancellation due to a typhoon, I was taking care of him in the hospital. I knew he wasn’t doing so well weeks before he died, but still, there was a big part of me believing I’ll go back home during semestral break and I’ll still be able to talk to him. But no.

2011, I graduated and was preparing for the local Nursing Licensure Exam,. My other grandad (father’s dad) was diagnosed with Lung Cancer, stage 4. I received a text one night weeks before the exam, he died already. 

Two of the oldest men I love the most have died, while I was taking care of others, fulfilling the requirements to be a professional whose aim is to take care of the ill. And I wasn’t there to take care of them. 

Late 2011, a cousin of mine got into a terrible vehicular accident. He got in the ICU, but his GCS is 3. He was unresponsive to anything. Where was I? working in a different hospital. After my shift for the day (the same day he was admitted in the ICU) he was being declared dead already. I was able to take care of him though, post mortem.

2013, I was a first year medical student. March, we were in the last term of the semester. My dad got ill. It started January, but by March 29, he died. I’d tell the story, but recalling it still makes me terribly sad. Suffice it to know that the diagnosis was Liver Cancer. Where was I? Again, pursuing for a profession that aims to prolong life, prevent and cure diseases. But I won’t be doing that to my father will I?

In all honesty, I feel terrible. There I was mastering the art and science of health, taking care of the sick while my loved ones suffer in illness. If I can take care of other people, why was I not with my loved ones during the times they needed me the most? Thinking about that makes me sad, really terribly sad.

But when I remember the old paraplegic man with no one with him, crying silently out of self pity and gratitude while I give him a tepid sponge bath, or the parents of a premature baby boy hugging me out of thanks because I suctioned their son back to life, or the sobbing bouncer thanking me because I cleaned his diabetic foot, and all the countless priceless moments I’ve had throughout my Nursing education and career, and all the moments I will experience when I become an MD, hopefully, I lighten up a bit.

I think about the doctors and nurses who took care of my grandfathers and cousin, I lighten up a lot. God knows the weight of their own problems, but I know that they gave their best care they could give. 

I know I will be taking care of a lot people whom I don’t know while some of my loved ones are sick. I will be filling in a lot of death certificates and medical abstracts of lots people including relatives and family members. I  will be helping people while my loved ones are in need of help. But as along as there are nurses, doctors and other members of the health care teams around, I know and I can rest assure that they will all be in good hands. I know they won’t be doing it because it’s their job, they’re doing it because when they look at a patient, they don’t see them as a client, they see them as a person they care a lot about. 

Chuck Palahniuk.

Rest in eternal peace father :(