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Saturday, December 20, 2008
I know I've said this many times, but I am so fond of Dr Muthu.
I feel his fatherly love. It's funny how he's always pushing me to go bug the Cornell people regarding my application status (me- having no guts to pop my head into the office to courageously ask them) - and he's never disappointed with my lack of guts. LoL. BTW, I have done it :) Anyway, then, he's always asking how my interviews have gone. Never failing to give encouraging words and moral support and just asking how it all went.
His dedication to teaching. His support as a mentor. His guidance towards molding me into becoming a well-rounded, capable doctor. He's inspiring.I love how when I discuss my cases with him, he's taught me so well that I now know how to figure out what's the exact reason behind the patient's kidney dysfunction-it feels so great knowing that I know the answer as to why the patient is getting a consult from us; the nephrologists. And when I am able to formulate the management plan, it just feels so great ;)It's another whole level of responsibility once my name changes with the title Dr. in front of it. It's scary, yet it's a challenge I am wholly excited to overtake.Knowing that you are able to figure out what's wrong with the patient when others don't and that's why we were consulted in the first place; you can't help but feel pretty damn good knowing that you have a good solid knowledge base and once in awhile; you do feel pretty happy with yourself thinking 'Hey, I can make correct diagnoses for complicated cases; I can analyze and figure out exactly what the insult was to the patient's kidney this time after pouring over lab numbers; radiologic results and thick charts; I can see myself doing this in the near future; being able to handle cases that are complicated and see the complicated patients get well overtime under your care despite still only being a medical student- it feels pretty amazing and on top of the world'I know most medical students feel that way. That's our reward. Those who have love for this profession stick to it despite the long hours because of these feelings. This is the reason.I love it.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
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On those days I complain, I realize I have no reason for any of that- I am so lucky. I don't need to ask for anything more.But most of all, I am so grateful for all the love and support from all my dear ones.I arrived in Boston yesterday alone.Thanks to Nick who agreed to house me, which is also thanks to Hau Jia for helping me arrange that!He was busy with work, and after I came back from my pre-interview dinner, it was late at night.He was occupied with his work at home, and I didn't want to disturb him. I hadn't brought my laptop because I was already carrying a heavy load from NYC.You all know how I despise feeling lonely. And lonely was what I felt for a while last night in Boston.I had no Internet access. I was pretty much alone... and it was close to midnight- it was close to my birthday...I then wondered if I had made the right decision to arrange for an interview on the day of my birthday itself. I rationalized beforehand that it was a weekday anyway, my friends would all be busy at work, so I decided to go ahead with having my interview on my 21st birthday in Boston.I was feeling sorry for myself for a while, I admit -.- though that said, my friends already threw me a mini surprise birthday celebration over the weekend ;)I phoned my dad up and then, mum. It turns out they were trying to call me, they bought a cake and wanted to skype with me but I wasn't online! They wanted to blow the cake in front of me and then, eat the CAKE in front of me! *so mean la* ;)And then, mum said she 'forced' each sister to fork out RM60-70 each for my gift. Hahaha, thank you mummy. And she said, she's got a present for me too, when I come home. How sweet :) Daddy gave me a big smooch over the phone :)Ai Ping phoned me up right when the clock struck midnight. That was awfully nice of her.And then, Hau Jia phoned me up.Obviously, I was much much happier after that :)Then, I realised I was just being silly. And feeling sorry for NO reason at all.Then I whacked myself for even letting myself feel that way in the beginning! ;)I came home from Boston today, with a ton of birthday greetings from friends everywhere.And you can ask my fellow housemate how happy I was :)I was practically clapping my hands in joy.I listened to a song my dearest childhood buddy sent to me; Sing Wei and was reading some of the messages that I received and that almost brought tears to my eyes.I felt so touched. Especially my dearest mum's messages for me.As perasan as this sounds, but I do feel very very loved =)*muacks*Thank you all again very very much.
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
So S told me he had a kooky weekend.His American friend hit on him when she was drunk and him, being a decent dude with a girlfriend (who's arriving soon) had to stop her when she was crossing her limits with him...And so, she got angry *for getting rejected* and stormed off leaving him with a tab of $60 to clean up after both their bills. And he was petrified. ;) LoL... I couldnt stop laughing when he told me the story. I know I'm so evil ;)Anyway, I don't think she'll ever speak to him again LOL...Anyway, Dr Muthu is so nice! So today, he was teaching us... when I was a bit slow in getting what he was saying 'Sueyi, what happened to your MATHS?' jokingly because there was a lot of calculation involed. BLOODY HELL. I used to be top in class for Maths. What was wrong with me? It took me so long to calculate the numbers in my head -.-'Anyway, then he somehow suspected I was just nodding pretentiously... *oh god* I thought I could pull it off well."Sueyi, you- go to the front. Simon, sit down.""NOOOO DrMUTHU!"'Did you ever get punished before in primary school?''Yes, of course''What did you have to do?''Stand on the chair.''Ok- now you stand on the chair''NOOOO Dr MUTHU!'He smirked and laughed. AIYOR. This Dr Muthu. I love him so so much.He's like my second father. I don't know why, but I get this sense he's like an approving father to me. I feel as if he's got a nice soft spot for me, and I love him, as a teacher of course!! He's so brilliant, so dedicated, so humble. I want to be exactly like him.Anyway, so he did put me on the spot and forced me to be in front of all of them,writing out exactly what he was teaching.It worked great.Everything he taught today is STUCK in my head. And as he testifies, will forever remain so. ;)Especially when he questioned me and then I made one big blubber -MATHS RELATED -.-'And then, after that one e.m.b.a.r.r.a.s.s.i.n.g mistake where Dr Muthu purposely gaped and opened his eyes SO BIG at my wrong answer.... I got everything after that correct.That's called excelling under pressure ;)*hahaha*Anyway, he's amazing. I promised him - in the future, I'll ace any management plans for any hyponatremic patients, for sure.I know my stuff.The conivaptans. Hypertonic saline. Demeclocycline. It's all up in my big brain :) he'll be so proud!When you have such a great teacher who really makes an effort to ensure you understand exactly what he's teaching, you can't help but feel so inspired to be just like him.I'm going to be an excellent dedicated teacher to my students, just like him *winks*
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My weekend was wonderful :)
On Friday night, plans had to be changed. No more MOMA since the free admission was only up til 8pm and we finished work around 7.20pm. So we decided to go for a hair-cut.
Fast forward, we took the bus and arrived at the very-highly-anticipated hair salon near 33rd St.
Much to our HORROR- the shop people were already packing. We looked aghastly at the signboard. CLOSE-8pm. We then looked at our watches : 8.15pm.
*argh*
At the rate our working hours go, we doubt we'll be able to do much stuff after work.
The real life of a working person begins. Already, I'm dreading it -.-
This is when the realisation sinks in deep that you're now almost into the WORKING WORLD.
Anyway, then I joined the other gang aftre their Korean dinner. Later at night, I went along with Crispin & Wymen to Blue Note; a jazz bar.
The music was pretty good. I was surprised; I actually tapped along to the music the whole night. He said it was 'funk contemporary'. The drums and base are grounded, so everything's actually in sync- which I really loved :)
The next day, I went for a nice long stroll at Central Park with Wymen. And had the must-try honey-roasted cashews for the cold weather :)
Then, I met up with Simon for our hair-cut session. I paid $43 dollars for that. It almost burnt a hole in my heart-because the first time client shampoo&cut special was only $18 (thats the reason why I went there in the first place ;p) whereas for me, the lady told me after blowdrying my hair 'Blowdry costs extra- $43'... :('
Then, I headed off to Crispin's farewell dinner and decided to get him a cake. Stopped by Baskin's and got him an Oreo's ice-cream cake! Max, Hau Jia and Tania whipped up a lip-smackingly yummy dinner: chilli crab and authentic chicken rice done over a painstaking 4 hours!
Much to my surprise that night, after we had cut Crispin's cake and they brought out a cake with 21 candles on it for me.......
I was so taken aback. Partly because it was so in advanced! LoL ;) And I had a wonderful time chomping on the ice-cream cake and my chocolate-y birthday cake ;) Thanks to all of you guys for that :) And a special thanks to AiPing for getting me the nail spa gift cert and all of you who chipped in & Hau Jia for getting the cake =)
I loved it! They got me body butter :) (which I really needed since the airport people threw mine out a few days back from Chicago) -.-'
We all ended up sleeping over, having a slumber party! The next morning, I had to run off quietly at 8am despite sleeping barely a few hours because my subletter wanted to move back that noon itself. Rushed back and cleaned up my room into 7 small bags. *groan*
Now, I'm nomading at Hau Jia, Max and Crispin's place :)
I won't be joining the gang for their skiing trip this Christmas because I honestly don't feel right asking mum and dad for more money for that. I've already spent a bomb coming here and travelling everywhere for interviews and eating out lots... and I'm going to be spending more travelling back to Canada in 3 weeks' time and then to Malaysia in 6 weeks' time.
I'm so excited! Though...I don't want to leave New York so soon yet. I don't even want to think about missing my friends here.
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