Class 2013: DIFFERENT PERSONALITIES. from different places. Diverse. ONE GOAL. ONE DREAM. Indeed. Originally, there were 56 of us. I used to say 56 is 56. I was optimistic. I still am. But then, God has some other plans. BETTER than those that we have for ourselves. On our 2nd year, no more 56. The MAGIC NUMBER: FIFTY FOUR!

I can still remember the very first day I stepped into the College; the interview with Doc Emma M. Macaraya, Doc Josie Marie S. Grageda-Kahulugan and Doc Gaite; the exam; the first time Madam Racma showed me the books that we she told me we 'SHOULD' familiarize-- that time, I felt like backing out (blame Nelson's and Robbins) . I can still remember the first day of school, me sitting beside ate Milfe Ababa and Sarz Abo. Enough of that; of the reminiscing thingy. FAST FORWARD. Okay, it wasn't really easy. The monthly MODULAR EXAMS. The 2-3 times a week PBL sessions, the tasks, the research papers-- what else? The retakes and removals. Oh yeah, who can forget Doc Grospe's FORGET YOUR PARENTS, FORGET YOUR BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND, FORGET EVERYTHING but YOUR STUDY! REMEMBER YOUR PARENTS ONLY WHEN YOU NEED ALLOWANCE :D

Drama much. ENOUGH! Anyways, I am happy. And grateful. Feel sooo blessed that I belong to this Class. We're not PERFECT. Lots of differences. But these differences helped us to become what we are now. I am proud of this batch. I am indebted of this batch.

anyways, I would like to take this opportunity-- before time runs out. We, the MSU-COM Class 2013, would like to thank YOU for everything. To our FAMILY and to our FRIENDS: thank you for always being there, for the love, the encouragement, the support. To our MENTORS, for imparting us your knowledge, for believing that we can. For the patience, the time. To the STAFF of MSU-COM: thank you for always being there when we needed you. to the other batches: CLASS 2014- thank you for being good to us, for that awesome DESPEDIDA party. CLERKSHIP? Well, we also used to think that it'd be hard-- that we can't do it-- but have faith. Believe in yourselves. We've made it this far. We've survived Clerkship-- so why can't you? POSITIVE lang lage. God bless on your clerkship! Class 2014 (kamu napud sunod. pagbehave mo ♥ ) and Class 2015 (the batch I actually named 'mga BATIBOT'), thank you soo much-- for everything. God bless! :)

UNFAIR

after eons, finally our clerkship is OVER. I mean, now, i could sleep the way I wanted to. I won't be waking up early in the mornings to go to duty. No more morning rounds. no more progress notes. Yeah. This is LIFE. Got tired of going to City Hospital or Adventist Medical Center for our duty. I just need a break. GOT REALLY TIRED. 

Okay na unta. But then, there goes the list of EXTENSIONS. and I was shocked. We were shocked. How could I not be? I mean, after all the things that we did! Yeah, it was unfair. FAVORITISM. I got penalized for not going with them during the rounds-- cause I was in the Emergency Room admitting one patient. I got 8 hours for being late once (not really late but that one-of-a-kind monster marked our attendance logbook with 7:40Am when in fact, it was still 7:33 AM and I arrived earlier than that. CRAP!). What's worse, one of my classmates got only 4 hours extension after being late twice. Like WTF? UNFAIR. and the one who was really OUT OF POST that time didn't receive any penalty? FUDGE! I got 64 hours extension after doing EVERYTHING! SHUCKS! KARMA's a BIATCH! what goes around comes around. Goodluck on your DIPLOMATE EXAM! Fooooooooooool! 

Goodbye NICU. 5 more days huh?

yosh! 5 more days to go and goodbye hospital duties. I mean, senior clerkship will be over sooooon! and I'm happy. Just graduated from my NICU rotation. 't was tough. 4 consecutive 24hour duty drained me. my immune system is down. got Nosocomial pneumonia, my energy level at zero! what else? this cough's killig me. duh! 

and there goes one of the pathologic babies in the NICU. Oh, this baby was yellowish. now, noted petechial rashes over his torso-- aside from being tachycardic and tachypneic. Positive chest indrawings, retractions, harsh breath sounds. what else? poor baby :( Get well soon baby Adanza. 

one of my favorite Junjuers. Hisham Mackno! their group is actually my favorite. Bing, Janna, Marie and Rhys. Sleepless nights with OB clerks-- waiting for the patients to deliver their babies. The endless 'utong pa ma'am' and 'ma'am, ipalahos ang pag-utong. ginhawa sa ba'ba'. It was tough but NICU rotation-- one of the best! 

Karimah Usop-- my Junjun that time. Oh, I hope you have learned something from me during your NICU stay. 

Catching babies, Newborn care (including immunization) and  anthropometric measurements. Then writing Doctor's orders, filing up the OB and Maternal History and the likes, progress notes to those 'TOXIC' patients. Yeah, I enjoyed EVERY THING :)

Well, you wouldn't let a day pass by without taking a photo :D :D talk about vanity yo! hahahaha :D (taken in the delivery room. waiting for a mother to deliver her baby). Yikes, This part is what i hate the most. WAITING for HOURS.

 

My LAST photo being a NICU clerk. CIAO NICU! Get well soon babies!