Medicine SIP – The 1st Week

Disclaimer: J. is very tired and is therefore not in a normal state of mind. Anything he types in this entry should not be held against him. You wouldn’t do that to a tired medical student, would you? Would you?

J. was posted to the Gastroenterology ward of a major hospital in Singapore for his medical SIP. He leapt into it with the enthusiasm of a thousand kangaroos on crack.

He’s also sporting an amazing new shiner that never fails to get people to ask, “What happened to you?”. The answer, folks, is that J. was involved in fisticuffs with a 7 foot 2, 450-pound muscle bound maniac and if you think that this bruise looks bad, you should go to the major hospital’s ICU and see what the other guy looks guy. Bwaha.

Anyway, the point, as previously mentioned, is to get a feel of what the House Officers (aka Interns) do for 4 weeks. These guys have long hours. J.’s in hospital at 7.00am, beating the traffic, and gets home at 8.00pm. In the meantime, he tries to clerk patients, attend round after round after round, help out with changes, setting plugs, drawing blood, observe abdominal taps, etc.

He’s learning to list patients for oesophago-gastro-duodenoscopies (OGD, EGD in the United States) and colonoscopies, writing blue letters (referrals) and generally not do a lot of medicine. With regards to the Handy Stamp, J.’s used it twice. The first time, he stamped his name upside down, in plain sight of the Medical Officer. Hilarity ensues and the watching patients make private promises to themselves not to return to the hospital ever again.

J. guesses that by the end of next week, he’ll be curled up in a fetal position on the floor of the Gastroenterology ward whimpering, “No more… I don’t want to take any more blood… No more…”, “Is that you, Grandma?”

Meanwhile, tomorrow’s the first night call for J. He shall approach it with extreme caution. Like a dozen starving wolverines set loose on a piece of meat.

P.S. J. got the bruise playing basketball. Some of those young punks try to play rough and even scratch with fingernails. Nails! Wussies.

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One response to this post.

  1. Posted by cheekysalsera on July 12, 2007 at 1:11 am

    Aww… the poor med student…

    I suspect you already resemble a panda, even without another shiner..

    Reply

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