Spoiler alert: I am on the
verge of crying. Almost made it as the role model for DSM 4/ major depressive
disorder criteria. I am the living example of neurotic patient SigmundFreud
hadn't dare to analyze.
A gentle reminder: I had a nice hair cut recently! see previous blog. |
I have loads to do! I think my sincere love to
the musculoskeletal system is translating into this ortho umm love? (eww, I am throwing
up already ). Or is it the fact I am over thinking about my little sister
travel? Things in my part of the world is "unique". Call us retarded,
but we are the group. No space for a
selfish individual (theoretically speaking of course). And let me put it
straight: I am a big believer in the group thing that I took it to a new level.(
what is that? You think I wrote that to make up for my nonsense homesickness ?)
My parents are sixty something. They
are fragile. Living almost alone. I worry about them all the time. I fear my
dad will had ,yet, another heart attack and the idea of mum wondering
helplessly turned my life into a nightmare. I am worried that the annoying pain
mother is feeling in her operated breast is a recurrence. I am terrified of
losing my parents for they are life for me.* I am afraid of the day my younger
siblings will become orphans. Yes I am so spoiled. Yes I am so attached to my
parents. Yes they made sure each one of us know how proud they are to have us.
They are life for me ( have I said that already? And yes I enjoy life and do
things to my utter happiness. And no they have no say in my career choice.)
This homesickness thing wasn't the
norm. It was there in my first year in
college and after my parents develop
these ailment came back.** ( why I remembered Zarathustra all
the sudden?)
I have a presentation*** to do and
an assessment to study for. I was shamelessly indulged in self pity the whole
weekend, that I feel stupid and robotic right now. I need to get started. I'll
take a shower, dance ( don't even ask), maybe write a post about a couple of interesting
cases/stories I saw so far in ortho. Then I'll embrace ortho.
P.S. I just noted I had such
crying episode while in pediatric rotation. It is funny I was considering both
as my future specialty of choice. Ortho is lovely trust me. You need to know
the basic and then everything will fall into place ( I guess).
* I was literally sobbing while
writing that
**I stopped sobbing here
*** Oh, do I dare to say I was
nicely prepared, hadn't my consultant totally changed the topic hours before my
weekend started. Good thing the older topic was broad ( and interesting) and serve me good in revising some anatomy . I
thought I was the master of compression neuropathies!
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