Quite the Experience. 

Hi my WordPress family. Its been long since I posted a thing here. Been so busy doing great things, and am here to tell you about some of them. 

So, like I always have my long holidays closed indoors, I decided to move out of that gate this time, and go to face the real world. 

I picked a hospital near my home, and decided to do holiday hospital placement there. Day one at the hospital felt awkward for me. Ooh, I forgot to mention that am a medicine student. Joining my third year come this August…This will be my first clinical year, so I knew nothing about hospital…stretching from the simplest clinical procedure, to the hardest surgeries that will ever be. So i decided to go get a clinical experience before school resumes. 

Back to my first day, it felt so awkward….seriously. Stretching from the funny handwriting only fellow doctors can get, then the medical jargons, then to patients approaching you on wards expecting you to answer all their questions /explain why they feel cold on hot weather, and blah blah. 

Then I met the best doctors , surgeons and Nurses who taught me all that I brag about knowing currently. Very good people, who love what they do, and ready to teach so they can get us follow in their footsteps some day. And slowly like that, we developed a connection with one another. A bond that felt so tight. I mean, I have just know these people for 6 weeks, but it felt like a century. Everyday was a happy day around these people. 

And of course I met those patients , God knows why patients befriend us, its possibly because they see you as their physical  hope on planet earth And then of course the doctor-patient, nurse-patient relationship grows every second the patient feels some relief from their presenting complaint. Gosh I love what I do. 

But of course the relationships we have with patients differ .Some patients touch our hearts like real family. Or even deeper than that. But its all broken the morning you get a phone call from some one on duty while you are away, or someone on night call telling you about how the patient couldn’t make it to the next morning. This is where the profession gets tough. You can’t cry infront of the family members because its ethically wrong. You even lose the kind words to say to them because you are afraid they could turn into tears. But life moves on. That family leaves, and another patient comes , and the cycle continues. 

Am very much happy and pleased by the great experience I got at Ruharo Mission Hospital. You guys have taught me a lot. Medically, socially and spiritually. I will forever be in debt to you guys. All I can wish you are God’s unending blessings. Special thanks to the Executive Director for letting me be there, to the Ward incharges , the doctors, the surgeons, the nurses, anesthesists, and the entire staff in general  , and the medical students I met while there . Andrew, Vitus, and Rovence. Till we meet again. Love you all. And God bless you abundantly.