Welcome To December

Another year is soon coming to a close…I can’t believe how quickly 2011 has whizzed by me…how quickly 2012 approaches, bringing many things, wonderful and not, expected and unexpected, that lay just on the brink of the horizon.

To this day, my mind relives the night of The Music Factory. It truly was too awesome for words.

It’s been only a week since I last posted…and I have to admit, my post about The Music Factory was quite brief…but many things have occurred and it has felt like at least 2 weeks have just passed me by. That previous post was hurriedly typed up whilst still under sleepy-mode from the awesomeness of The Music Factory. I like when I create well-written posts that show that even the slightest bit of thought was properly placed into it…which doesn’t happen quite often. I’d like to keep it up and keep it thorough and super interesting but it really doesn’t always happen. In fact, it’s kind of a miracle that I’m finding the time to do this one now…I’ve been wanting to make a new blog post for the past 3 days.

My 2-week Christmas break is coming up in just a week and half and it doesn’t at all feel that way…not with all the stress and annoyances and work occurring on this rotation. I’m currently in my second week of Obstetrics & Gynaecology (commonly known as OBGYN). This rotation in the penultimate year of medical school has high focus on obstetrics, labour and deliveries. I’ll be doing it again in my final year which has the broad focus on both obstetrics and gynaecology. As such, my time is often spent on the labour ward of the hospital…taking care of the pregnant ladies who come in labour and seeing them through to their deliveries. After observing a set quota, we, the students, must actually perform a set quota of deliveries in order to pass the clerkship.

Just as travelling has it’s peak seasons, so do births. December is within the “baby-boom” season which brought me to my first performed delivery merely 6 days after commencing the clerkship. Wow. It was crazy. Observing and performing a delivery, like many other actions, are two different things. My first was a baby girl…my second, the following day, was a beautiful baby boy. Here in Barbados (I’m not sure how it is overseas) the midwives and nurses run the labour ward so deliveries are performed by a midwife and not a doctor, except in the event of a private patient (since it is a public hospital). I have three more deliveries to see and once I’ve completed my quota, I don’t intend to do these things again. Ever.

Many (not all) of the midwives are the most miserable and moody people one could ever meet in the same room. Too much oestrogen in one room is never a good thing, I’ve always believed that. The labour ward displays this well. As such, I’ve come very much to dislike this rotation…a lot…and cannot wait till it comes to an end…next January. Once I have all of my deliveries though, I won’t even have to wait so long. 🙂

Irrespective of the menopausal midwives, I love seeing the joy and relief on a mother’s (and father’s) face when she sees her baby. If there’s anything beautiful about a birth, that is it. Otherwise, it’s pretty dirty and anything but gorgeous. Hahaha.

I’ve been hoping for awhile to make a new vlog…it’s been quite a few months since my last but I didn’t realise just how time consuming this clerkship would prove to be. I’m full of nothing but exhaustion and impatience, not to mention frustrations, thanks to this rotation.

So, in reality, the majority of the ‘many things’ that have happened in the past week have been related to Obstetrics & Gynaecology and how I feel my life being sucked away. Apart from that, Christmas is soon here! My little fibre-optic trees are back up for the occasion.

And for those bracing and enduring the examination period…I wish you all the best of luck! Study hard!

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