"i refuse to adhere to society's perception of academic aptitude and mental ability."
translation: yoko nang mag-aral.
somebody texted me this quote a long long time ago. i think we were all studying for our prelim exams back then and syempre, we needed a delaying tactic so this is the time to forward these kinds of messages to classmates and batchmates who are in one way or another in the same situation as we are.
i woke up early on this day, to try to study for the exam tomorrow. like i've said before in my previous entries, pain, perioperative, geriatrics, and death and dying are fairly easy topics, but our professor suggested that we review the said topics on other medical surgical books because it is a departmental exam, meaning other teachers aside from her had a contribution to the exam questions as well.
but i don't want to study yet. hence, this entry was made. again, courtesy of my cousin's macbook. because knowing myself if i used my own laptop, i wouldn't be turning it off until later in the afternoon.
i had a not so nice dream a few days ago. i was on hospital duty, but i was people i didn't know, which is weird because i know i was supposed to be with my rle groupmates. then somebody died on our shift, it was a patient assigned to me. worse, i knew that person. no we weren't that close, but i will still not say who it is here in my blog. and then that person's friends came to visit her and i was sitting on a bench outside his/her (para anonymous talaga hehe) room and i knew this people as well, and then i told them not to come in because he/she has just died a few minutes ago. the funny thing is, we were not sad because of what had just happened. his/her friends took it quite well and even tried to peek under the blanket covering their friend's corpse but i wouldn't let them. i find it funny because i tend to empathize with my patients a lot. i shed quite a few tears during our first childbirth assist experience when we thought that the baby was not going to make it. i was teary-eyed when we had a patient who was on his deathbed and his wife was beside him, crying, while we all took turns pumping the ambu bag to help the said patient breathe. in my dream it was a person i knew but i didn't even feel sad.
i just hope that this doesn't mean that somebody's going to die on our shift soon. i mean eventually patients will die under my care (not because of my katangahan of course) someday, but i am not quite ready to do a post-mortem care yet. i might freak out or faint or something.
or maybe i had this dream because we just had our death and dying lecture last monday. i hope.
well so much for delaying tactics. i gotta go study