I feel like I've been floating these past few days. I guess it's all of this transition. I'm facing the last week of my college life, summer is beckoning, and I'm slowly preparing myself for life in med school. I so, so want to move forward already, but these last few requirements (135 proposal, 135 third exam, possible chem finals) are still in my way, breaking my stride. Not to mention the last of my PMHS duties, Days music committee duties, and Grad party logistics duties. Sometimes I forget why I signed up for all of this. Haha.
Monday was chem examSS day. This meant that I spent most of the weekend trying in vain to memorize all of the mechanisms of reactions, the reagents to be used in characterizing organic compounds, their visible results, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. Though I was able to enjoy parts of Saturday and Sunday (Melch's birthday dinner and lunch at Lola's), my brain felt so exhausted after being fed with so much organic chemistry that I really just wanted to get the exams (lec and lab) over with. Finals na kung finals. Thus, with around 45 minutes still left in the time allotted for the lec exam, Lee-Ann and I submitted our blue books and headed straight to Cantina for a much-needed, celebratory weng-weng. Now I'm not much of a drinker (as my lack of tolerance is rather shameful); I've never seen the point of cutting class to go drinking, or to go drinking every single night, but once in a while it really does feel soooo good.
On that same day, our helper, Yaya Sonia gave birth to a baby boy. There were a number of complications to the point that we were afraid she might need a Caesarean section, but thankfully she was able to deliver normally. On Tuesday we visited her at the Pasig City General Hospital. She was fine, recovering from her stitches, but reeling from the unkind treatment she received from the attending OB/Gyn. She kept saying this doctor was masama ang ugali, with no care at all in handling her patients. Her examination of Yaya Sonia was quick and painful, simply saying "kaya mong i-normal [delivery] yan."And this was nothing to how she stitched up Yaya after the delivery. Yaya said it was so painful, as though there was no anesthetic administered to her. But this doctor didn't care. She just went right on doing her "job." Yaya Sonia couldn't take it anymore, so she ran out of the room, not completely sewn up yet, and screaming that she wouldn't go back there unless another doctor did the job. Fortunately they found another one, and Yaya was fine. That OB/Gyn, however, was reported by my mom to her doctor friend. Hopefully something is done about her, because she really should not be practicing medicine at all, much less treating expectant mothers in delicate conditions. Though she works at a government hospital and probably receives little pay, there is no excuse.
On that same day, our helper, Yaya Sonia gave birth to a baby boy. There were a number of complications to the point that we were afraid she might need a Caesarean section, but thankfully she was able to deliver normally. On Tuesday we visited her at the Pasig City General Hospital. She was fine, recovering from her stitches, but reeling from the unkind treatment she received from the attending OB/Gyn. She kept saying this doctor was masama ang ugali, with no care at all in handling her patients. Her examination of Yaya Sonia was quick and painful, simply saying "kaya mong i-normal [delivery] yan."And this was nothing to how she stitched up Yaya after the delivery. Yaya said it was so painful, as though there was no anesthetic administered to her. But this doctor didn't care. She just went right on doing her "job." Yaya Sonia couldn't take it anymore, so she ran out of the room, not completely sewn up yet, and screaming that she wouldn't go back there unless another doctor did the job. Fortunately they found another one, and Yaya was fine. That OB/Gyn, however, was reported by my mom to her doctor friend. Hopefully something is done about her, because she really should not be practicing medicine at all, much less treating expectant mothers in delicate conditions. Though she works at a government hospital and probably receives little pay, there is no excuse.
The good news it that Yaya Sonia's little boy, Gian Karlo, is doing well, though he was hooked up to an IV when we saw him. He was born weighing six pounds, and is already looking very mestizo. :)
Yesterday was my last day of class in college. It didn't really feel like it though, because there's still so much to be done. After class, Karen and I headed to UPCM to submit our confirmation letters and view condo units. We were able to see five condos, three of which look very promising. We had a yummy merienda at MoMo afterwards. Definitely going back there to try their dessert. Karen also gave me a tour of the Tahilan Study Center, which is really nice and homey.
Okay this has been long enough. Sabog much? Haha. I'm off.
Okay this has been long enough. Sabog much? Haha. I'm off.
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