Beautiful Things

Day 13 Thank God for whoever invented crocs. After 25+ hours standing and sitting, I noticed nothing. But when it was time to hit the road, my shoe spelt it out for me: I had dependent ankle swelling. It was difficult to fit into those shoes. Meanwhile, I drew some inspiration watching the ever zealous Dr Omeke do her thing like  it was nothing. Like seriously? 5 emergency CS over the night and she kept her cool and was cheerfully looking for more work. Lord, have mercy and give me passion oiled with vision that I may enjoy my work like never before. Retyping this day 13 now, I feel He seriously answered that prayer. Na me dey run now.😁 See Day 251.

Day 8 In all you do, find time to do the things you love. Else, you may lose yourself and become something you never envisaged. And often, the change is soul wrenching, making  you a monster to your own self. #mussing_from_a_girl_who_for_a_while_left_the_things_she_loves I cannot remember all that prompted this write up. But that day, I was becoming overwhelmed with work and realized how badly I missed fellowshipping with brethren and how refreshed I felt after attending a meeting one of the evenings.

Day 251 It's official! 😄😄 I have OCD for my patients or better still, I have OCD for responsibilities or I'm  just the workaholic everyone claims I am. (  I still doubt them😛) ... It's about 3 weeks to end of Surgery and I must say, I think I kinda prefer O&G and Paediatrics to Surgery sincerely ( except the free daily meals of course 😏🙄 ). I hate being on my toes always and that's what Surgery does to one (me) . In Surgery, you care for your patients 24/7 unlike other departments where once you're not on call, you can have breath of fresh air and not think about work for a minute ( 16hours actually) . After what happened two days ago I came to the conclusion that really I have this workaholic tendency (abi OCD). I and some Sisters did some studies within the week on Trusting God, and as usual, I carried it with me to live it out. So that faithful morning, my team was on call (taking Accident and Emergency cases), I came to work just to basically see pat

Day 1 Stomach was on royal rumble, soles sore, toe nails on fire. 2 hours of Pre Rounds despite having an older collague helping out. Missed the Morning Reviews I had longed to attend. I wonder whether it will be basically work and no learning, the missing wasn’t what I bargained for. Some hours of my sleep have to go now, so that Pre Rounds will be done in time. Here's the juice: Higher Rounds: Me: dah dah dah.. not knowing much of her history. Senior 1: Back date your rounds. Me: *In my mind* shuuuu! I didn’t hear you well. God not today please. *Speaking,* pretends I heard nothing. Seniorjunior 2: "Write 18th..." (goes on to repeat it like 20 times.). Me: (I keep doing what I'm doing and writing other things). Senior junior 2: Give me that pen, (writes it and then goes) “she has no money…, we should have discharged yesterday but she wasn’t in bed and we didn’t, so…” Senior 1: So tell me, why didn’t you write what I asked you to write? Me : (much silence