Friday, July 23, 2010

wipe S with MD?

Dear Blog,

Jenna's friend Shydee posted a shoutout saying that today was his last day as a student. With that, he meant that his classes are over. The only thing standing in between him and his MD is the final exam.

Shydee's in the same batch as Jenna...which means, Jenna's also done with classes. She won't be coming home this week...or the next week...maybe even the week after.

She's almost there. At the end of the road. All her friends that are taking different courses have already graduated, most are working. Finally, the time has come. Good Luck dear sister! InsyaAllah, that path, after these 5 years has finally reached its end. I know you'll be a great doctor, the Dancing Doctor =)


During my ENT posting, I've met with alotta Registrars, really, really friendly ones. All of them talk freely as though the years between us aren't so distinctive. Most expressed how they wished they were still medical students. I quote:

"Bestnya jadi medical student. Korang risau pasal studies and exam je. Kitaorang lagi banyak benda nak pikir - work, studies, and most importantly, family. That is, if you plan to have a family." (good one doc, LOL)

Most Registrars joke however, about how unbelievably low medical students are in the medical hierarchy. Which is ok, coz we've gotta start from the bottom to get to the top. I'm sure they've all been there once upon a time. InsyaAllah in the future I'd be one of those Registrars who crack those kinda jokes too...hopefully without offending the students of course. We wouldn't want that to happen for I've been there and I really don't want anyone else to feel THAT low, as low as the ants where people can step on.

Funny thing happened in the Operation Theater today. I was baffled by how a Staff Nurse rudely ordered a Registrar to do her work. And when another Registrar had difficulty in lowering the Op Table, the Registrar asked the Staff Nurse politely, "macam mana nak turunkan?"...the Staff Nurse replied rather rudely, "takkan ni pun nak saya buatkan? takkan saya je kena buat semua?" and of course the offended doc replied - steaming yet coolly, "saya tanya je".

I looked at my friends and vice versa, and offered the only explanation we could think of - PMS.

Of course, we'd like to give her the benefit of the doubt. But please, minus the attitude and add a lil more grace into your work.

These are the kinda things doctors are to face daily. These are the kinda things that sometimes make them think, "why did I choose this profession?". The truth is, it's not the fault of the profession. Both professions are indeed very admirable and highly respected. It's the people's attitude that's in the wrong.

Personal and Professional Development? Ethical Issues in the Multidisciplinary system? Medical Hierarchy? All of these have no significance really. You can't teach ethics to those raised blindly from the start. These principles should have been taught when they were still playing Legos and Barbie Dolls...or to keep with the trend nowadays...PS3 or the iPod touch.

As I type my last few words in this blog entry, I still shake my head in disbelief.

I mean, ok, maybe you were busy doing something at the time. But, would it hurt to not raise your voice and ask politely? Do you have to show everyone that it's THAT time of the month already? Anyway, Temoh's bugging me about going out right now. Fine, I'll move my ass now. LOL. Ciao peepz!

.l e n a.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

last week during trauma, my specialist ask and tell something to the staff nurse nicely and the sn answer very rudely....i dont know why but im ensure if im thee specialist, im surely angry but my specialist not....im so proud of him....why all the sn always like that...we respect them but they dont respect us...i hate people like that

l e n a said...

hafiz: i know right? i don't understand why they enjoy putting doctors down. could it be jealousy? or do they just wanna show who's boss?

either way, someone's gotta change this vicious cycle otherwise most doctors won't mind considering a nice way out that involves a plane ticket, a new country and a whole different outlook on respect.