It was Professional Awareness Day - a day of lectures to give us a brief overview of the legal bodies and what our first year jobs will be like, plus memberships to various societies and unions who are mainly involved in insurance, legal defence etc.
It was great in a way, better than what I had expected. It also served as a reminder to me that in a few months (hopefully!), I'll be there on the frontline with no excuse to say "I can make mistakes cos I'm a student" as mistakes are no longer tolerated, and the law will be after me should things go wrong where I will face despicable lawyers who will exaggerate the consequences of your actions, turn white to black, and make you look absolutely worthless to the medical world and cruelly destroy your self-confidence and years of hardwork without a wink. It sounds horrid, and one might not believe that it will be that bad, but when it comes to one having to do his job and win his case, even your best friend will turn against you and become your worst enemy during the trial.
There's still lots which I don't know, and the remaining months left before I get thrown to "war" brings immense excitement, curiosity and fear. It is a weird combination of feelings, really. And like what Mum told me over the weekend, "It is a learning process. Enjoy it while you can." I am trying to enjoy this feeling, despite the slight hatred for this fear I've got. I am telling myself that it's the last time I'll be a student and even though I am dying to get out of Uni, simply because I dislike my Uni day, it shall become a memory in my life. Be it good or bad, I went through it, and decades later, it'll be something I can talk about. Something for me to reflect upon, and hopefully, I'll be able to see the changes in me when I first entered med school to what I am now.
Anyway, I'm trying to console myself again. Not just for med sch, but for my rship. It was pure envy as I watched the medic couples in my course sitting together in the computer lab, doing mock questions online, having discussion with each other, and teaching each other. For a moment, I did wish my bf's a medic, so that we can learn together, and motivate each other. But on 2nd thoughts, having a non-medic bf is probably better..at least I think my bf's good enough. I don't have to talk about my day in hospital when I'm with him, unless there is something I want to rant about.
It's more difficult for a non-medic to understand what medics go through, but for him, he has tried and I do appreciate the effort he made, and his excitement of having undergo full body examinations by being my guinea pig which is very unforgettable...haha. It was nice to have feedback as I'm examining him since he's a non-medic, and will be the best substitute for a patient who doesn't know anything medical.
And most importantly, when you're at your lowest, you don't have to answer "What are the causes of Atrial fibrillation?" over a nice meal, when your bf is actually recapping what he's learnt the night before while eating his plate of char kway teow, while you go blank and realise you've forgotten all the causes when u've just read it 3 days ago.
I guess the grass always looks greener on the other side. Just when I'm envious of some, my friends are envious of my rship too, simply because Dearie goes EVERYWHERE with me. Yup, even to hospital (not up to the wards of course)! He just wants to accompany me, see the environment I'm working in, get a taste of my life in general there, etc. It's rare to find someone like that, who is interested in knowing what you do, what the other side of your life is all about, and witness the 180 degree change when you put on your white coat and stethoscope. It makes me really happy when I think about it.
Ok. Enough for the day. Shall get on to some revision now. :)
It was great in a way, better than what I had expected. It also served as a reminder to me that in a few months (hopefully!), I'll be there on the frontline with no excuse to say "I can make mistakes cos I'm a student" as mistakes are no longer tolerated, and the law will be after me should things go wrong where I will face despicable lawyers who will exaggerate the consequences of your actions, turn white to black, and make you look absolutely worthless to the medical world and cruelly destroy your self-confidence and years of hardwork without a wink. It sounds horrid, and one might not believe that it will be that bad, but when it comes to one having to do his job and win his case, even your best friend will turn against you and become your worst enemy during the trial.
There's still lots which I don't know, and the remaining months left before I get thrown to "war" brings immense excitement, curiosity and fear. It is a weird combination of feelings, really. And like what Mum told me over the weekend, "It is a learning process. Enjoy it while you can." I am trying to enjoy this feeling, despite the slight hatred for this fear I've got. I am telling myself that it's the last time I'll be a student and even though I am dying to get out of Uni, simply because I dislike my Uni day, it shall become a memory in my life. Be it good or bad, I went through it, and decades later, it'll be something I can talk about. Something for me to reflect upon, and hopefully, I'll be able to see the changes in me when I first entered med school to what I am now.
Anyway, I'm trying to console myself again. Not just for med sch, but for my rship. It was pure envy as I watched the medic couples in my course sitting together in the computer lab, doing mock questions online, having discussion with each other, and teaching each other. For a moment, I did wish my bf's a medic, so that we can learn together, and motivate each other. But on 2nd thoughts, having a non-medic bf is probably better..at least I think my bf's good enough. I don't have to talk about my day in hospital when I'm with him, unless there is something I want to rant about.
It's more difficult for a non-medic to understand what medics go through, but for him, he has tried and I do appreciate the effort he made, and his excitement of having undergo full body examinations by being my guinea pig which is very unforgettable...haha. It was nice to have feedback as I'm examining him since he's a non-medic, and will be the best substitute for a patient who doesn't know anything medical.
And most importantly, when you're at your lowest, you don't have to answer "What are the causes of Atrial fibrillation?" over a nice meal, when your bf is actually recapping what he's learnt the night before while eating his plate of char kway teow, while you go blank and realise you've forgotten all the causes when u've just read it 3 days ago.
I guess the grass always looks greener on the other side. Just when I'm envious of some, my friends are envious of my rship too, simply because Dearie goes EVERYWHERE with me. Yup, even to hospital (not up to the wards of course)! He just wants to accompany me, see the environment I'm working in, get a taste of my life in general there, etc. It's rare to find someone like that, who is interested in knowing what you do, what the other side of your life is all about, and witness the 180 degree change when you put on your white coat and stethoscope. It makes me really happy when I think about it.
Ok. Enough for the day. Shall get on to some revision now. :)
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