Five months into medical college..its still as intriguing for me as the first day..that I am going to become a doctor!!I am back home in this post exam period..while at airport ,my id was checked..the ground duty lady scanned me up n down with suspicious uncertain eyes n asked.."so you a medical student??"...I said yes but I restrained myself from asking"dont I look like one????"...
Now that is what baffles me..am I a medico yet???Am I prepared to be a medico??? I remember quite vividly..sitting on the terrace with my grandma..I must be then 9 yrs old ..n talking to her(then also it was me who was speaking!!)..I told her I wont become a doctor when I grow up..being a doctor is so very messy..I wont make myself as busy as my mum n dad were..I would never take this field even at the cost of being a tramp!!...
How far its seems..and the reality now curtains that piece of memory into a childhood dream..
The only fact (howsoever incredible it seems) today is everyday I somehow manage to get up..wear that long white apron..check for gloves n perhaps dissection box too.. rush towards "B.J. medical col"..n climb up, two at a time,the stairs to anat or physio lecture hall..(I am not in mood to mention biochemistry here) ..
I evryday learn terminology,phenomenons n facts about human body that makes me drift more and more steps further away from the so vast non medical world...
All my colleagues back there in BJ will agree to me how much different is this world..a second school.. a beginning of a second "long" journey..with talks and humour that is restricted to us but french to a commoner...
but somehow i became a part of it..when and how..i myself dont know..i now enjoy the tuberosities (ups)..n fossa's(downs)..of this medical college..i enjoy fighting with each other for having lost or misplaced bones during exams..knocking rooms at 2 at night and asking for extra skullss!i enjoy sitting in a room and diagnosing necrosis for a minor scratch!!!..i like making our own theories and turning that Bainbridge reflex into marey’s law in our simplest conversation..n I accept haven’t yet been able to find out where exactly that pterygoplalatine fossa lies!!!...
The clinicals we have..how I dread percussion!!..u have to say u heard a dull node evn if u didn’t even hear the resonant one..the histo slides(wont ever be able to distinguish an eyelid n lip##),the haemat pracs…with jaya never being able to fill up that capillary.. n me borrowing blood from others wenevr I can..and how can I forget to mention dissection..comeon we people till date get confused whether we are looking at an artery or nerve!!!!
Just a walk through the corridor of my hostel..i wonder if I had not been their collegue how much weird I might have found my fellows..there is neha explaining aashima what lurching gait is..she turned herself almost into a subject with paralysed gluteus medius...my roommate,with all tibia fibula..n countless bones..soo many books on her bed.. she sumwhere hidden within them….evryone seems to be a bundle of caricatures!!...
There is lots n lots..A matter of thought…its a HUGE world..its a new world..and I am walking the extra mile perhaps…
Now that is what baffles me..am I a medico yet???Am I prepared to be a medico??? I remember quite vividly..sitting on the terrace with my grandma..I must be then 9 yrs old ..n talking to her(then also it was me who was speaking!!)..I told her I wont become a doctor when I grow up..being a doctor is so very messy..I wont make myself as busy as my mum n dad were..I would never take this field even at the cost of being a tramp!!...
How far its seems..and the reality now curtains that piece of memory into a childhood dream..
The only fact (howsoever incredible it seems) today is everyday I somehow manage to get up..wear that long white apron..check for gloves n perhaps dissection box too.. rush towards "B.J. medical col"..n climb up, two at a time,the stairs to anat or physio lecture hall..(I am not in mood to mention biochemistry here) ..
I evryday learn terminology,phenomenons n facts about human body that makes me drift more and more steps further away from the so vast non medical world...
All my colleagues back there in BJ will agree to me how much different is this world..a second school.. a beginning of a second "long" journey..with talks and humour that is restricted to us but french to a commoner...
but somehow i became a part of it..when and how..i myself dont know..i now enjoy the tuberosities (ups)..n fossa's(downs)..of this medical college..i enjoy fighting with each other for having lost or misplaced bones during exams..knocking rooms at 2 at night and asking for extra skullss!i enjoy sitting in a room and diagnosing necrosis for a minor scratch!!!..i like making our own theories and turning that Bainbridge reflex into marey’s law in our simplest conversation..n I accept haven’t yet been able to find out where exactly that pterygoplalatine fossa lies!!!...
The clinicals we have..how I dread percussion!!..u have to say u heard a dull node evn if u didn’t even hear the resonant one..the histo slides(wont ever be able to distinguish an eyelid n lip##),the haemat pracs…with jaya never being able to fill up that capillary.. n me borrowing blood from others wenevr I can..and how can I forget to mention dissection..comeon we people till date get confused whether we are looking at an artery or nerve!!!!
Just a walk through the corridor of my hostel..i wonder if I had not been their collegue how much weird I might have found my fellows..there is neha explaining aashima what lurching gait is..she turned herself almost into a subject with paralysed gluteus medius...my roommate,with all tibia fibula..n countless bones..soo many books on her bed.. she sumwhere hidden within them….evryone seems to be a bundle of caricatures!!...
There is lots n lots..A matter of thought…its a HUGE world..its a new world..and I am walking the extra mile perhaps…
7 comments:
too high a lvl of philosophy haa..
gud one. but how can one dare to add DR after giving the midterms exam ha????
hey girl! its a good one. really hamari life ka naya phase hai.. me really happy that atleast sometime, u can think philosophically...(jokin). wel then, gud piece of work dear.
gud one yaar.me really happy especially after seeing dat photograph.oye i can fill a capillary very well.sali khoon to mera hi chusti hain
[:O]..
kuch Engineers ke liye bhi tha isme????
m to clean bowled , bamboozled!!!!
u ppl r really very scaRy!!!
(now i will never enquire about any of ur friend!!lolz.)...
but ya..how u dare to put Dr.before exam....
mein toh abhi tak Er..lagne mein darta hoon..[:D]
hey rashika...nice one..aise medical terms use kare hain ki teen chaar doctor toh tera blog padh hi ban jaye..kher next time aam janta ke liye do rite their meanings too...do continue riting...and keep the engineers feel totally lost...
ultimate one.......
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