Finally, after 16 months my MBBS second
year is at the end. {Oct 2011- Jan 2013}
In this 16 months time changed a lot and
life kept on moving without a pause… new people came… some went off… some
really low moments… some extremely high… anyhow life was so beautiful in its
own way!!
I was attached to many…. And worked and enjoyed
with everybody I came across…. I discovered a different me…. More altruistic,
good and self abnegating me…
I met many who contributed to my life in
one or the other way…. I was encouraged, appreciated, criticized and
discouraged time to time…. But it always added towards my learning and helped
me to learn and become better with every step…
Starting with surgery postings in
October, I still remember the day when I wore my OT dress for the first time the
amusement I felt was ever lasting. The long standing lectures in the wards, the
flirts with the P.Gs, denounces from the professors, the emotional bondage with
the patients everything was eternal.
Our successful strike for the referred in
November is our greatest triumph in second year. During OBG postings in March, every
day was amazing. The enthusiasm to hear a fetal heart sound, the startling
moment when I saw a moving fetus in the ultrasound scan, the goose bumps I got
on seeing a natural delivery for the first time, the exhilaration on holding a
newly born baby who is yet to open his eyes, the a lovely conflict with a
housiee in the labor room, the exceedingly large birth register… hmm… every
moment was most memorable.
The next 4 months of Medicine Postings in
unit 2 were outstanding. The Tom & Jerry fights with my unit mates, beautiful
clinical experiences, some parkinsonian faces, some angry birds, the numerous
case studies we discussed… all these engrossed me towards this defective
physiology.
The buzz of EEGA in July, the Fresher’s
in August made us even closer.
September is the month of ecstasy. During
the college fest, every day was splendid. Our wonderful volley ball match, the hilarious
hairstyling, our victory over seniors in dance and cricket, the buffoonery ball
badminton, the wondrous love letter writing, the striking singing by our
singers… the whole were fantastic.
Coming to Pulse, it is a pile of
memories!! The fortnight I spent with my friends created bonds which often last
forever.
In October, I was being jerked to and fro
by some gigantic events; I was caught in an emotional clutter & had a
series of changes in my life. I was pissed off with such an enigmatic life.
Finally, I learnt that life is a string of hits and misses, hard moments are
necessary to make us perfect and we have to choose a path of individual
responsibility and maturity rather than letting grief take a different course.
In the last three months, we are engaged
with exams. Everyone was busy cramming… night outs, residing in reading rooms,
discussions, altercations; hmm… time went off very slow and sluggish.
To conclude, my second year is
remarkable. I thank everyone who made my journey such a beautiful one and I
hope that it would be the same in our clinicals too.
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