D.I.S.C.O

Heard a really old song yesterday...A silly old song..:) im a disco dancer...Hahaha,in between in had this D is for dances, I is for item, S is for singer, C is for chorus, O is for orchestra.Hmmm dint know that,silly song teachin u silly abbreviations.

and all of a sudden im so farigh and yet have no time for anythin
yesterday woke up to the shouting of my dad,
he wanted me to go to LNH for residency form.
i masi masi(punjabi for mushkil say) got out of bed,
got ready,drove like crazy only to find all,read all, under construction.
it took me a while before i reached LNH.
got the form,and shoot i forgot to bring a pen,asked the counter guy to lend me his pen for few minutes,he did.
as i was fillin in the form dutifully,i heard someone call my name,looked up with hair in my eyes to fine Ba and Wa standing there.
they looked at me as if i was stealing somethin.
finally BA spoke "mujhay pata tha ull apply here too"
i was "Han to?" a typical female reply.
khair i told them the procedure,good they didnt hv attested photocopies at hand.they had to go back....evil me...hehhehheheh.i submitted my form.
on my way back got the call from that firm,i applied few days back for a couseller kinda job.i had my interview today
i dotn think ill get the job.i told them honestly why i wanted the job,told them i was only bridgin gap between my h.j and residency.
lets see wot happens...
one interesting thing which he asked me was "have u crossed atlantic?"
i was like "yeah."
so he asked "which city did u go to?"
told him "been to seven states for the record and many cities includin lasvagas,washington,newyork,chicago...."
he cut me to ask "so in chicago did u go to von street...."
i was like "...emmm....no,but yeah i did to go d'von street...."
hehehhehehhe..he was like they are both the same thing....
lord.....i made a boo boo!
anyway....
i am making dinner tomorrow.its officially my duty to make dinner tomorrow and im planning on makin chicken tikka cum roast.
ive got some shan powder...will mix it with murgi and put it in the oven....lol....
bas.

three firsts

So i posted it thrice.I dont know how to delete it from here.But will find out soon.

post post call

i have been on calls every alternate day now and now i have started hallucinating!
i see and hear things which are not there.
my day started with a mourning face,i just didnt want to stay in the hospital that day.
but soon my mood was lifted because B and R came to say hi,they wanted to get their certificates attested
them both are appearing in a post-graduate exam called fcps in pakistan,
im lucky im exempted from it as i have cleared my membership of royal college of london.
so teased them,made them feel inferior,lol.
they came in and out of the ward while i worked,so at 3pm,they march in announcin we are goin for a lunch,S was on call in his ward too,so the plan was to pick him and go to a local cafe around,no one had a car so had to walk it there.
had so much work to do,told B n R to wait.they went to S's ward,tellin me to join em there.
i tried to finish as much as i could and rushed to S's ward,only to find S in a professor role,he acted like one.
he was tryin to give that look of look busy do nothin,after fifteen mins of battle,i just put my foot down,got up and shouted at S for being a jerk and spoiling everyones mood for a lunch,he got scared and we agreed to meet in fifteen mins outside the laboratory,i came running back to my ward,sent some pending investigations,wrote the remaining history,couselled one of the patients,ran out to the lab.R,B and S came there and we walked to the site.had biryani.B and R because not workin were not in the mood to go home,i knew i had a ward to attend to and so did S kept on beggin them to disperse,but sat there for fifteen more mins.
i am a bully type amongst my friends,but yesterday they started bullyin me,they started staring,bas i got confused,and they blamed me sayin im sharmaofyin and shit.i actually wasnt,ab how long can a person stare another.
so after some galofyin i tried to bribe them so that i could go back.
B and R went for icecream and me and S walked it back to the hospital.
knowing the nature of my call(hectic) we couldnt decide much for dinner.
but yeah it wasnt that hectic so had dinner at S's ward with chappati and some home made half garam salan.
gulped ti down with some warm water.
rushed back.
i slept quiet a lot on my call yesterday,surprisingly there werent many female patients admitted an this time i was in charge of the female ward.good good.
in the morning passed stomach tube to two patients,got the round done and came back home,
im not goin tomorrow,taking a day off as im on call on sunday too.
lets relax and watch a good movie.
yeah one of my patients attendant gave me alot of sincer duwain,the only reason was i listened to her story,
one day ill put up all the amazing stories that i have heard from my patients.

post call

blogging after dayssssss.
have been busy with alternate calls,
three more calls and im done with my housejob.
postgraduation-ship to follow.
calls have not been that hectic but yeah very tiring.
i read,daughters of arabia after finishing princess and blasphemy.
and so the anger for men is emerging with any emotion associated with XY chromosomes.
got my hands on some good music.
first one was bas ik pal and wo lamhey's soundtrack.
other one is abida parveen's naaraye mastana...ahaaaa,maza agaya.
have so many things to say but little ATPs to support.
dhuwan dhuwan horaha hai saman,kay kahin to hai aag lagi.

low!

down n low!
am on call tomorrow,
and its a holiday.when everyone will be sleepin ill be checkin B.Ps.
not fair.
i need to change my field.
want to have tea but to sleep too,and they both antagonize each other...wot
to do...
need to find de-nicotinized tea.
god help me.actually i just cant look upto god for help because of the way i
pray these days
half hearted namaz.im guilty of prayin in a hurry.so i dont think i deserve
to ask god for help.

50th

this is my fiftieth post.
ive been bloggin quite alot lately.
i enjoy writing.
it was another hectic day at work.
im happy to have some understanding with the bed doctors now.
this dr.prakash is really freindly and we give alot of cover to each other.
if im post-call i can leave and if he's post call i make sure he leaves as soon as possible.finally posted with a responsible doctor after a long time.
not a shunter and im satisfied when he's around with the patients.
so we have this patient in our ward.he's from central prison and ethopian in origin,
he's serving term for drug smuggling.
he came with stroke(falij-layman term) of rite side of the body,
so for the first few days of his arrival we were even feeding him and giving him medicines,a task usually performed by the attendant.but as he had none we were doin it and knowin he's a stroke patient and wont be able to do it himself,first he had nasogastric tube past through his nose into his stomach and we were givin him juices and milk with medicines throught it.now slowly he has progressed and very concious.he's takin juices with his other hand now,before he was too drowsy and even unable to use his left hand properly,but thank god he's improved.
when he came here he ws in stupor and because we couldnt understand his language it was very difficult to understand,and superimposed on that was his slurred speech due to stroke.so if he needs anythin now he raises his hand,we go to him and ask leading questions like wot do u want?do u want juice?do u want to change posture?and stuff like that,the other day he called me and asked for somthin from the table besides him.i tried to ask him in thousand questions wot he wants,he was fumbling somethin like maaaaanaa..so i somthin struck me and i asked him "marijuana"?and he looked at me with such piercing eyes and shook his head sayin no!ooops then i realized wot i did,marijuana mite hv been the reason why he was in jail and i precipitated the fact by askin him,just like accusing him,oh i feel so bad but by god i didnt mean it.i did try to explain to him that i just asked him because of the sound he made resembled that of marijuana,nothing personal.he was alrite,poor him,think he had no choice.i still feel so so so bad.
rest is fine.im doing great after my last sip of evening tea.
TEA EMPOWERS ME!

tired & depressed.

im tired,all the bones,muscles,tendons,connective tissues in my body are tired,full of lactic acid.
had a hectic call last nite,
was workin since the morning,then came noon,then afternoon,then evening,then nite,and i was workin along other doctors,looked at the clock it was 2am,got busy again,looked at the clock again,4am,started explaining somthin to a patients attendant,went back to history taking,this time when i looked at the clock it showed 5:30am and sun started showin from the sky,
and i couldnt believe i saw sun twice without a blink.
even workin for such long hours,giving all the care,two of my young patients died,when i say young i mean pts rangin from 35-45.
tried to console the attendant but i couldnt console or convince myself because i knew their death was pure negligence on behalf of surgical unit on call,
they kept on sayin they were busy with their critical patients in their ward.
i dont know wots true but i think we should have a proper set up,my heart bleeds rite now thinkin that two patients lost their lives just because they were poor and couldnt afford proper treatment.
and our hospital is so overworked that someone has to die to someone elses life.
just imagine one fine day you are goin in your car to your business/work/college and u meet an accident.ppl dont recognize u on the spot and some angel does bother to throw u at a government hospitals door,you are just like an ordinary person lyin their gettin treatment from overworked doctors n staff,your family goes on about their business without knowin about u,and even if they do come to the hospital in search of u,thanks to poor record keeping they dont find u and move on to other places where they mite find u,for example a police station.and all that time you are lyin in the hospital all by yourself,lil care and lots of dangers.
keep this in mind and do help the ngos workin for government hospitals,
i think they deserve all the funding.
you mite be saving someones life.
so many lives are lost everyday in civil,woman cry...even men cry....
its just heart breaking.
we need to change the system and not wait for someone else to do it for us.
dont be satisfied at the fact that you can afford agha khan and let the rest go to hell,you mite not be able to see agha khan,you mite end up in a government hospital.
health is our rite,we should have setups where we should be at peace while gettin our treatment done.
lets start all this from home by followin one simple rule
keepin our surroundings clean and not gettin the additional risk of gettin disease.
i think that is where all the effort is required.
to educate to eliminate.
even we the so called educated ppl do stuff which is harmful to our health(like the food we take in,greasy oily,sugary)just because we know we can afford the treatment god forbid we get any disease,like diabetes or hypertension.
most of the ppl around us are obese.most educated ppl dont care about their health,so we the doctors are dealing with ppl who could have avoided disease and we could have directed our expertise towards those who really needed help.
just think about it.