an entry to wrap up 5 months and get some crap outta my head

5 months.
if i was truly faithful to this blog.it would have been filled with entries, love/hate stories of my life's work, how it changed me, touching goodbyes to my overdue stay in medical, the new department i came into, my newfound struggles there, my recent assessment, hopefully my expected leave from the o+G department, the new phone, the new car im planning to buy, my latest exploits, the upcoming wedding of my friends, my ex-roommate's birthday, my gourmet adventures with my current roommate, my exciting, fun and definitely enriching experiences in the labour room the past month, and how much i miss my university life, and how thankful i am they taught me to be a doctor, especially dr alexander zharkin and the other professors who taught me exactly what i needed to be an accoucher (to this i defer from a friend of mine's comment to me in private that what he learnt did not help him much- it helped me TREMENDOUSLY, in fact, what they taught me was more than what i learnt here).of course, here is where i learned to BE a doctor. take responsibility (however little it is now,thankfully) and train to become a good one, or at least a functional one who knows what he's doing.
my struggles in the medical department taught me the hard way that here i need to learn the local medical jargon, learn how to present them correctly, how to work with the system, and the current local protocols and management.and it works. and also to keep studying. even the consultants take time to read bak once in a while...it'd be egoistic for me not to study just to prove my university taught me well enough.which i did for a short period, for which i hated myself for taking in too deeply coincidentally hearing what some arrogant colleagues of mine thought of the supposedly inferior doctors the government sent to learn in some foreign country or other.
i'm actually smart enough to keep it to myself, brewing it in and occassionally annoying (hopefully not) my roommate- those comments which made some actually nice people into annoying jerks whenever i thought about those few dumb words they talked that day. i mean, it's okay to have pride in your university, but downgrading others just to show you're better? any high school kid can pull that off, and anyone with any common sense can see through that ruse.
the only thing we can do about it though, is to show them what we've got.just give those 'inferior'
docs a few months, and, in my case, i'll be just like any doctor you can point to. sitting with me in that conference room. believe it. (yeah i kinda still hold a grudge- it's a good motivational tool, see)
as for you guys still in my alma mater. have faith and study well.be motivated in learning, which i know most are.try to do the practicals here when you are in the clinical years. we are not high school kids who suddenly become doctors in hospitals. i know my six years were not wasted. i only had to learn the common local terms, investigations, and protocols (which are actually really simple compared to our textbooks)

oh and the original thing i was thinking about:

8 hours a day, no calls, 10 beds 2 housemen, intense cases and lotsa cute babies - LABOUR ROOM ROCKS!