VIOLAH NAHURIRA
Memoir of a medical intern…. Day 15
Some patients still call female doctors nurses. I can understand if someone illiterate does it, and I won’t be “offended” . But when someone educated, and can read my name on my coat Dr Violah Nahurira goes ahead to say Nurse VIOLAH , I get confused. Oh BTW, about my cesarean section performance update, I […]
Memoir of a medical intern…..Day 14
I performed my first cesarean section today…..let me rewind abit As a student, the only time we got a chance to scrub in for an operation in theatre, we always had to be on the other end of the operating table. The Assistant’s end…….Always! . I have lost count of the number of times I […]
Memoir of a medical intern….Day 11
After my 36 hours duty of just 1 hour’s sleep and just breakfast , I blacked out. I forgot I had to update you guys on the blog. Over the past 40 hours, I admit I have contemplated the worthiness of this course. And thought about doing other things. But what other things are there […]
Memoir of a medical intern….Day 9
Its my Country, Uganda’s independence day today, but I low key feel colonised. I woke up feeling tired, I was woken up at 11:20pm last night by a colleague on duty to help him ease his workload. Returned to my bed at around 2am. As I walked to ward this morning, a patient I had […]
Memoir of a medical intern….Day 8
Today I felt helpless when I couldn’t communicate because of language barrier. I almost shed my first internship tear. My Day ended at 8:30pm. I was in my bed by 9:20pm……what is life?
Memoir of a medical intern……..Day 6
Day 6 went well, its Sunday, short ward round and was in my room by 1pm. The first “me” time I’ve had all 6 days. Wore lipstick (most importantly), Went to the town. Its less crowded, and I loved it. Did some shopping. Took an old taxi back to the hospital campus. Gave myself theee […]
Memoir of a medical intern…..day 5
My feet are very oedematous. They can’t fit in a picture. I’d have taken a picture…. .. Yesterday was my second night call duty Damn! It was theee duty. Friday 8:30am to Sunday 8:30am. Then a new work day till 1pm sunday. I’m typing this on Sunday, I.e I almost failed to breathe yesterday. I […]
Memoir of a medical intern….Day 4
Its Day 4 without matooke in my system, how am I still alive? There’s no matooke in this part of the country. There’s no milk either….we take powdered milk at the intern’s mess. Today was rather smooth. I enjoyed my day. Especially the part where I got my first Munyankole client in this place. I […]