The Scrubs

The OR Tour

8AM,  in the Holy Cabinet of Scrub suits of my Father's. a pair of dark blue scrubs waited to be picked up. But it's not the Anesthesiologist-Pain Management Specialist who grabbed it. It was the Med Student, wearing it not for fun, not for bragging. Finally wearing it because the situation demands it. Finally.

With the words "I E Edejer MD" on it with the logo of "Department of Anesthesiology" below. The scrubs that was worn had been witness to craniotomies, appendectomies, CABGs, and even circumcisions. Been a cloth to bloody traumas. Been exposed to the sterile areas several times. Gave warmth in the cold nights of endless duties, conferences, and operations. This pair of scrubs have seen people die, but has seen more lives get better. It's the last pair of scrubs that patients will see before they get to sleep in the table. It's a battlegear that won a lot of wars.

For the pair of scrubs, thisOR tour was just nothing. but for me, God knows how I waited for this. no matter how petty this activity is, it means my whole career. Nah, I'm exaggerating...But seriously, I just love the scent of (almost) sterilized air, sterile everything (except my balls), clean shiny scalpels, clamps. I love opening people up, fixing what's wrong with them. I love the feel of flesh slicing, and blood coagulating, and suturing.

It was like having a mental orgasm being in there, getting face to face with the brain. The fucking brain, baby. Dr Tan had us toured at OR PAY (not the charity ward), because he has an interesting case for us to see. Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Though it was not the first time i was witness to a craniotomy, the feeling was all different... All Holy. Holy Shit.

(im the biggest guy at the back)

And, this, will definitely be not the last. For I will step in the OR again, and again, and again... until the time comes that I will get paid for doing it. Until the time comes that I will bring my own set of students to see my feat. Until the time comes that I'll bring my kids inside and watch daddy make money. hahaha. 

And by that time, I will have my own set of scubs. A scrubs with my name on it. A scrubs created for me to wear.

A pair of scrubs that will one day have his own story to tell.

AntiPsychotic

i guess the Pharma department should make an "evidence based" learning system where they give out a free sample for everyone and take the drugs that we might have to prescribe one day. at least we get to experience the effects and adverse effects first hand, right?


we had antipsychotics this week and I thank the Pharma Gods for not giving us a quiz last tuesday. It's gonna be (another) disaster when it happened but good thing it didnt. While having 5 minute breaks between antipsychotics, and antidepressants and all, i asked myself: "has any medical student taken stuff like these?" why can't we try one for fun and make Med a better and happier place for at least one day? Of course, they wont make us use it.


The difference between a Patient in the Psych ward and a Medical Student is that the Psych Ward peeps are properly medicated, and we, med students, are not.

So we treat ourselves with our crazy dose of prescription:


Rx
    1) Red Horse, 500mL
        # 5 bottles,
        Take orally, consume in 3 hours
        Until symptoms alleviate.
       
         NB if symptoms still persist, fast drift IV, 500mL.

     2) Sizzling Sisig, 200 g
         Take orally in sync with drug #1 to pacify vomiting reflex
         with Chili sauce recommended.
        
         Apply drugs with supervision of a friend.
         Warning: that friend might look better and better after every intake of Alcohol.

Repost: Hello, Again

Bihira lang naman mapublish ang Sulo (official organ ng UST-FMS), at bihira lang mapublish ang gawa ko (na walang halong kontrobersya. hahaha.) So, nagsama ang dalawang bihira.

Maraming salamat kay:
Dra Dakis - sa pag-edit at pagbalita sakin na nasama pala ang gawa ko.
Corie Iniego - sa pagsabing dapat magpasa ako ng article sa Sulo.


Sa mga naniniwala sa aking talento (kuno) sa panunulat (buti hindi sa panunulot :p ) Maraming Salamat.

Eto ang original, at undedited repost ng "Hello Again" na malay ko bang mapuoublish pala sa School Paper ng Med.

BTW. ipapaframe daw namin to. hahahaha

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Hello, Old Friend
posted june 14, 2008. link, here

"Did you miss me?" she said

"I dunno. Well, did you?" he said

"I guess so. Its been almost 2 months. And you didnt even bother to visit me"

"Why the hell would I visit you?"

"i thought we had something." she replied, "though we went off on a bad note,"

"Well, I was starting to have feelings for you. I stayed up so many nights for you. And sacrificed quite a lot of gimmicks. a lot of times when i shouldve slept, or went out with another. but still, i chose you. and then, what did i get in return?"

"So you're blaming me now?" she asked

He was silent.

"I know, and I understand,. i know i am someone hard to conquer. A lot of people did the same sacrifice as you did for me. Some of them did even more. I may be harsh on guys like you, but im doing it for a reason. I'm sorry on what happened last april 10..."

He was avoiding her eyes and just sat beside her. "I'm sorry too. I had a lot going on that time"

"i know"

"but, yeah, it's my fault. I didnt do what i was supposed to do. I have a lot of shortcomings to you, you know. i was just too overwhelmed with your presence. you're too, great, and hard to handle. too unstable. one second where i dont look at you for a while, and then, you're too far away that i cant follow you."

"but a lot of others did."

"i am not them"

then they were silent

she was looking at her left chest pocket. the pocket where a nameplate used to hang proud and shining. and he noticed that she was looking and he shyly said, "i know. im not worthy"

"it's just a name plate" she said

"ill get another one. a gold one this time." he sighed. "so im back. what now?"

"im glad you're back"

"me too. im glad im back. well ok -- i missed you, you know that? the feeling sucks when im so anxious to meet you tomorrow for a big test, or a practicals, or a marathon lecture, or a marathon exam. i know the feeling sucks, but i missed that. i missed the drive to wake up the whole night. i missed the rush. i missed the feeling of passing, and drinking right after. i missed that. i missed you."

"i missed you too. i prepared a harder hell for you this year, but it seems like things have changed. maybe next year. and you better prepare for that. in the mean time, fix yourself first."

"be kind to my friends. i'll be needing their samplexes. and notes."

"you know me. im never kind."

"i know. haha. but youre worth it, i hope"

she just smiled. then said, "just do better this time, ok?"

"duh. of course. of course. i learned the hard way. the long way. and i dont want that freakin lesson again"

and then he went home. having that weird feeling of maybe accepting his fate, and hoping that he'll do better this time around. Last year was quite a ride for him. This time, it's a whole new set of people, new last number on the year to graduate, a new level of studying, but still that same dream, same drive, and same old love he felt when he first saw her face. he was determined to conquer her. and the bragging rights that comes right after.

it was karl and med talking

the Road to Doctor-dom: the Second Week of my Second Second Year

so 2 weeks of Second Year Medical School, after tons of orientations from different subjects i finally felt like we're back in the Hard Court once again. Ganap na uli akong med student at ititigil na ang pabanjing banjing last year.


Surgery 1 was a little disappointing. I expected otomies and ectomies and introduction to the starlight shiny surgical instruments and the coolness of Thomasian Surgical Practice... but unfortunately, the first lectures were... Blood, Hormones, and Immunology. Motherpooper. My hatest hatest haaaaatest topics in the Medical Field (so far.) I hate talking about coagulation, and the factors, and magcrophages and crap. I hate prothrombin and bleeding time and crap.  I want hands-on suturing and slicing and dicing. I want suspense. I want to take a peek at an endoscope, Tie wounds, Retract and crap. Too bad wala nang cat surgery para sa batch namin :( dahil daw may bagong rules and ethics board at masyado daw maarte yung mga dapat gawin kaya wag nalang daw. boo-hoo for us.

like what Dr Dakila said, "Medicine is easy". Cmon.

But when Practical Minor Surgey came, nabuhayan ako sa Neurosurgeon naming faci. Di ako nakakatulog sa mga kwento niya. Almost an hour of talking and talking and talking and my heart was just pouding with joy just because Im hearing stories from the Surgical Universe.

And the topic was just handwashing and sterilization. Haha.
 

Anesthesiology! Dad's Sanctuary. His forte. So I have to do good. No. Not just good. I Have to be great. I may not want to be an Anesth but of course I have to make Daddy proud... and so far... No quizzes yet. Sana OK ang faci namin pag practical applications na.

Medicine I Med bag is still in the making. And I still have to raid my dad's stash for any treasures I might use. This time, we get to be (they make us feel), like real doctors. It's really how to save a life.

Hindi na ako mangangarap na maging unang pasyente ko ang isang artista o hot model kasi malabo yung makita sa UST non-pay, pero pinagdadasal ko namang sana'y hindi isang uhuging bata na iyak nang iyak ang una kong pasyente. Huwag sana mukhang tiyanak. Huwag sana mabahong hininga. Huwag din yung nakasalok ng rabies. Huwag sana coma patient (pano ko maiinterview yun?), at higit sa lahat, oh my Lord, huwag sana siyang mamatay sa harap ko. Buena mano naman sana diba? First patient ko yun eh. Yung mga Diabetes lang or TB or Sheehan's Syndrome or GERD. Or pseudohermaphroditism, ok na yun.

MPPRC Chill. If in Medicine I, we get to practice being a doctor, at MPPRC, we are trained how to think like a real doctor. Act like a researcher. And how to die like a clerk (it depends on who your faci is, of course). And. And, they emphasized how that 5% to be inserted to all M-P-P Subjects and it could be a lifesaver. I sure hope it will.

Pathology is like putting Physio, Biochem, Histology, Genetics, and Anatomy aligned in a bowling lane, and then God struck them down. and our role is to study how the pins fell. How near are they to each other and if the pins could be reversed. But wait, there's more. The universe is just so awesome that they gave a name to each change, each lesion, each abnormality, normality, degree of abnormality, and severity.

... in my own innocent eyes, they all look the same. for me, the damaged ones are either the less colored or the overcolored cells. And I can't name them. Yet.

Pharma Pharma Pharma
God made Pharma. And God has permitted the department to give us a 150 item essay test on Tuesday for 3 topics. 3 like the Holy Trinity Perhaps. God made Pharma because being a doctor will never make sense if we don't know how to fix what's wrong with it. If God made Pharma out of his image and likeness.

I'm doing a lot of self hypnotism lately. I repeat the words, "I love PharmaI love PharmaI love PharmaI love PharmaI love PharmaI love Pharma" over and over again until I believe that she loves me too. That Katzung loves me too. It's quite effetive actually. It's just that it consumes half my study time. The moment i saw E-tho-succ-i-mide (at mali pa daw ang spelling, thanks ate carms! ;p ETHOSUXIMIDE!) and Phenytoin and Levodopa and friends, ipinasadiyos ko na lamang ang lahat.  But God can't memorize that for me eh?


and oh, by the way... Kamusta na ang Epid research?






Hmmm... So that's my week. If you think i'll make a weekly digest for this "road to doctordom" churva: No, i wont. I just want to kill time and release the English-speaking out of me.

Request kay God

Lord, kung gugunawin mo na ang mundo, pwedeng One Time Big Time nalang? yung walang maeexempt at walang masasaktan at mabilisan ang lahat?

kasi nakakatakot pag may swine flu, at earthquake, at ulan ng hiyelo, at giyera, at buhawi sa pilipinas, at pharma pa. unti unti ang kamatayan. may takot effect pa kasi. at gagastos pa ang DOH, Government, WHO, at UN pag may calamities.

Lord, kung gugunawin mo man ang mundo, pwedeng isang bagsakan nalang? para walang pagluluksaan at walang magluluksa?

tsake Lord, pwede bang surprise? yung tipong di matatakot ang human race dahil wala na kaming panahong matakot, by the time na narealize naming dapat natakot kami...sumalangit na kaming lahat? At pwede bang tulog kaming lahat pag nangyari man yun? Para pag-gising namin, yung akala naming aircon ay sa clouds na pala ng pinapangakong langit. At andun ka na. At bibigyan mo na kami ng malaking hug.

Seryoso. Natatakot ako kay Mother Nature. At Sa Korea. At sa Pharma. 

Or better yet, Panginoon, pwedeng wag mo muna nalang gunawin ang mundo?

Gusto ko pa kasing mag-asawa. Ayokong mamatay ng walang kaholding hands na hot chick. Pero bago yun, gusto ko munang maging doktor. At bago mag-asawa, matagal ang selection process, diba? At pagkatapos nung mga yun, gagawa ako ng maraming anak. yung magagaling at matatalino. Pero pano yun? gugunawin mo na ang mundo pagkatapos nun? Pano na ang apo ko? Pano na ang apo ng anak ko? Wag nalang kasi mag end of the world. Sabi nga sa bible, mag e-end of the world daw pag babalik na si Jesus dito... uhmm.. pwedeng huwag mo munang pababain si Jesus dito? May picture naman siya sa lahat ng simbahan eh. Merong smiling Jesus pa nga. May movie pa nga siya dito eh. Can you tell him to enjoy langit muna?

Lord, huwag mo nalang gunawin ang mundo please.

Pwede bang sa Malacanang nalang ang Lindol? at sa Congress nalang ang swine flu? at pwede bang kung mag-ge-gera man ang US at Korea, sila sila nalang. Magkita nalang sila sa isang place na walang tao bukod sa kanila tulad ng antartica (syempre, paaalisin muna ang mga penguins), tapos magbarilan nalang sila dun. magbombahan sila hanggang gusto nila? Pwede bang sa Antartica nalang ang pag-ulan ng ice? Mas bagay dun diba? At pwede po bang ang buhawi ay sa Mars nalang? or sa Jupiter?

huwag muna kasi... ipapasa ko pa ang Pharma. May dapat pa akong patunayan.

At, Lord, madami pa akong kailangan patunayan.

Sa pamilya ko. sa friends ko. sa mundo. at sa Iyo.

Malay mo, pag napatunayan namin na ang human race, willing magbago. Na pwede naming gawing better place ang planetang to. Na may puso rin pala ang bawat isa sa amin...kahit si Gloria Arroyo, kahit papano, merong puso yan (although, Lord, alam kong nagdududa ka minsan kung ginawan mo talaga siya ng Puso)... Malay mo mapatunayan naming pwedeng mag-unite ang Earthlings para masave ang Earth. At dahil dun, malay mo matuwa ka sa mga citizens of the world...










...at kunin kaming lahat ng sabay sabay.


joke lang.

Lord, malakas ako sayo (sana).

Don't make gunaw the world muna.

V for Vendetta

No. Actually. V for Vneck.

My previous batchmates are now wearing their glowing shiny Vnecks this year. Some sort of "award" maybe when they pass Patho and Pharma. and for most of them, it looks good. It gives them a sense of "respect" para sabihing, "Huy, third Year nako mehn. Hari na ng Med" (because as we all know, the Seniors are getting burned on the other building across the bridge for their Clerkship) In all fairness, for the girls most of them looked hot on it. except for some. hahaha. but mostly, the Vneck scored points to their hotness factor.

For some reason, I try to avoid seeing them. Seeing Austin, Moogie, Greg, and the rest, just keep me reminded that we faltered along away that made us less worthy of those new uniforms. That this collar that im wearing is supposed to be gone. I've been wearing this before-shiny-now-off-white uniform for 2 years now, for god's sake. But then again, I'm done self pitying, im done with that last year, there may be pain, but it doesn't reach threshold anymore... I guess all i can do is be proud of them that when we started as a class of 125 students, they are the 100 something that were left, and that's including irregs that fell from the upper batch. So I have no idea what the real number is.

Next year. Me and the Irreg team will be wearing that, too. We, too, will be proud of wearing those new shiny uniforms as we walk down the halls of ust medschool. It may be a year late, but still, we'll get to wear that. We'll get there. We'll all be there one way or another, like what I always say,  "In God's time. in God's freakin time"

Gusto kong maging doktor

(ang tagal ng download, kaya napapa-emo ako)

naalala niyo pa ba nung bata tayo, lahat ng tao gusto maging doctor? o kaya abugado? at yung mga taong nambubully sa ating gustong maging basketball player? o kaya presidente daw ng Pilipinas?

tapos habang lumalaki tayo (lalo na ako), nabubuksan tayo sa mga kung anu-anong posibilidad na mga pangarap?

'sino kaya ang nagdrawing ng cartoons na pinapanood ko?
wow, gusto ko na palang maging kartunista,

o kaya 'sinong gumawa nag sculpt ng Oblation?"
wow, gusto ko nang maging Sculptero (?)

o kaya 'anong ginagawa ng mga taga kanto ngayon?'
shet, gusto kong maging kantotero (oops)

pero, hindi nga. anong nangyari sa mga pangarap na maging doktor, abugado, at basketball player ng lahat ng tao sa Pilipinas? matapos nga silang madistract ng kung anu-anong Job Opportunities sa mundong ito, ang iba gusto nang maging astronaut, rockstar, at manny pacquiao.

So, Elementary palang, nangyari na ang una nating screening process... ang madistract sa ibang pangarap. Pero matigas ulo ko nun.Kahit mahilig ako magcomputer, favorite subect ang math... Gusto ko parin maging doktor.

Sa Highschool ko naman unang nasabing, "punyeta, ang hirap ng Science," actually elementary palang ay hirap na akong iclassify ang mga Go, Grow, at Glow foods, how much more kung sino dito ang Protein at Carbohydrates? siguro Fats, kaya ko identify. Ang hirap ng periodic table. Ang hirap nung orbitals. Ang hirap ng meiosis, mitosis, botany... basta agham, nahirapan ako. Pero hindi naman dun natinag ang pangarap ko. Kasi alam kong hindi lang palaka ang basehan ng anatomy, at hindi kailangang imemorize ang periodic table para lang makapagreseta. So far, the dream was still on.

trivia: ang lowest ever grade ko sa Highschool ay 78. sa Biology. Yung teacher lang ang gusto ko nun (the Goddess, Ms Cielo Pineda) ironically, BS Biology ang kinuha kong pre-med. Bata palang, masokista na ako.

Natanong palang ako ng dad ko nun, "bat ba gusto mong maging doctor?"
Ang sabi ko sa kanya, "Kasi nakita ko, andaming umaasa sayo kapag nagkakasakit sila. ikaw lagi yung tinatawagan, ikaw yung pinupuntahan. Yung iba walang pambayad, pero nakikita mo naman kung gano sila magpasalamat sa atin. sobra sobrang paggalang at kahit ano mangyari, andun yung utang na loob nila sa yo. E pano kung nawala ka na? sino nalang ang papalit dun? diba?"

Hindi ko alam na sa loob loob ng aking Daddy Bear ay tumataba ang puso niya sa sinabi ko. Ang hindi niya alam, pinabulaklak ko yun dahil ibibili daw niya ako ng Dunkin Donuts pag sinagot ko yung tanong niya. Hehe. Pero, syempre, totoo pa din yun.

So, natapos ang Highschool at ang "Road most travelled",ang pangarap na pinakagasgas na sa yearbook ng Elementary ay nabaliktad... panahon ko, lahat gustong maging nurse... basta sa klase namin, 8 nalang ata kaming nangarap mag doktor. Imagine, out of halos kalahati ng elementary kaming mga bata dati, naging walo nalang sa klase?

Biology na. Ngayong andito na ako sa med, masasabi kong napakadali pala ng biology. well, mahirap... pero, kumpara pala sa PT, mas pipiliin ko mag biology. At the same time, wala masyadong natutunan na pang med. kumbaga, pang pasa lang ng NMAT ang mga natutunan mong med related. the rest, pang National Geographic. Maganda, mahirap, pero, sorry, mejo mahirap ikabit ang Invertebrate Bio or Ecology or Cat Anatomy sa Med. :s

kaya... Fast Forward nalang... Medicine Proper.

tadan. First Day of UST Med, uupo ka sa umaga at ipagmamalaki ng paaralan ang sarili nila. "the BEST Medical School welcomes the BEST pre-med students in the country", may librang pakain, at ang Tour-de-Med , may isang doktor na humirit sa amin habang kumakain,

"I wish every day in Med School is just as easy as this, isn't it?"

Shet. English. Napangiti nalang ako at kinain ang pansit na kinakain ko. Oo nga, sana nga ganito kadali, pero alam naming lahat na pagkatapos ng araw na ito, lulunurin na kami sa kaalamang pangdoktor. Wala nang minor subjects (uhmm epid pala), at lahat related na sa human body, kung paano ito gumagana, bat ito nasisira, at paano ito ayusin. Wala nang Rizal Course at Trigonometry. Wala nang SCL at ETAR.

Ganito pala ang mundo na walang minors. Nakakaumay. Wala nang subject na ililihis ang atensyon mo sandali with the the Med stuff na nangyayari.

Mahirap ang Med. Maraming napapatanong kung bakit nila pinasok ang ganong propesyon. Pera? Kapangyarihan? Pinilit ng Magulang? Wala kang magawa sa buhay? Trip mo lang maglustay ng milyon ng magulang mo? Gusto mong maghiganti sa ex-girlfriend mo na dinump ka dahil sabi niya wala siyang future sayo?  Isa isang mawawala ang mga dahilang yun. Isa isa mo silang kukukwestyunin at ang karamihan buburahin sa listahan. Hararap ka sa impyerno ng Pharma, Physio, Patho. Meron palang isa ngang subject doon na pangalan palang, nalunod na ako: Otorhinolayngology. in short, ENT.  Di ko alam kung mahirap yun, wala pa kong ganung subject eh. Kakausapin mo ang sarili mo ng maraming ulit sa kalagitnaan ng mga gabing hindi matapos tapos: "Bakit ko ito ginagawa?"

Mawawala ang mga dahilang binanggit ko kanina. Pero merong isang dahilan na lalabas. Isang dahilang bunga ng init ng impyernong pinagdaanan mo... Kilala mo ba si Panday? kapag gagawa siya ng espada, iinitin niya ang bakal, hahatawin ng todo todo, babasain, at iiniting muli para mawala ang impurities ng bakal para maging ganap itong espada. Para din yang Med. idadaan ka sa init, hahatawin, at titinagin para maging matibay at mawala ang mga makamundo mong dahilan hanggang matira nalang ang pinaka purong dahilan na naririnig sa bawat Medschool Entrance interview: I want to be a doctor because I want to help humanity.

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Oo nga naman... nalampasan ko nga naman ang di madistract para maging Computer Engineer para gumawa ng bagong Playstation nung elementary. Nalampasan ko ang Biology nung Highschool kahit ginapang ko yun. Nalampasan ko ang BS Bio, ang thesis, ang NMAT, at nandito na ako sa pangarap kong paaralan... Siguro naman, yun palang, maganda nang dahilan yun para masabi kong, "I still wanna do this because i want to help humanity" Oo, bumagsak man ako ng isang subject dati, pero given all the blessings I got, ang kapal naman ng mukha ng subect na yun para idrop ko ang pangarap ko.


Gusto kong maging doktor dahil gusto kong ayusin ang mata ni Shan. Ang Liver ni Daddy. Gusto kong ayusin ang puso ng mga pasyente ko, para sa bawat paggaling nila, maaalala ko ang lola ko, na kung sana pinanganak ako ng mas maaga, at naging doktor agad, kahit papano maaagapan ko sana yun. Gusto kong magtuli sa mga pinsan kong supot. Palakihin ang boobs ng mga crush ko nung bata ako. Isa ako sa mga unang makakahawak ng anak ni Pae, Shan, at Shen... malamang yung anak ko rin. Shet. Maiiyak ako pag nakita ko ang unang iyak ng anak ko. Sperm ko yun mehn. Kalahati ng chromosomes niya, sakin.

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"Paglaki ko gusto kong maging doktor"

Napakadaling sabihin. Ang sarap pangarapin nung bata ka. Ang sarap isagot sa mga teachers mo, kahit na sa loob loob nila, "haay. isa nanamang batang nangangarap." Pero ngayon at nandito na kami.... at sa bawat na araw na palapit kami ng palapit sa aming pinapangarap na letrang M at D na nakakabit sa aming mga pangalan, alam naming marami pa kaming kakaining bigas. Marami pang gamot na kakabisaduhin, pasyenteng mamamatay, at kapeng iinumin. Mahirap. Magastos. Madugo. Pero kung kapalit nun ay magagawa mo, in your own special way, na gawing better place ang mundong ito... siguro naman masasabi kong worth it itong lahat.

Masarap yung feeling na nagtatatanong yung mga kamag-anak mo o kaibigan mo sayo kung anong gagawin nila sa sugat nilang hindi gumagaling, o sa pag-ihi nilang masakit, o sa premature ejaculation nila... Kahit na ang nasasagot ko so far sa kanila ay, "hindi ko pa alam eh :D" ... Tapos pag alam mo na ang sagot, magpapabayad ka na. Joke lang.

Kung papanoorin ko siguro ang sarili ko nung elementary na sinisigaw sa klase na, "Gusto ko pang maging doktor" (ala That's my Boy) Mapapailing nalang ako at matatawa... pero hindi ko siya pipigilan. dahil mula sa mga munting sigaw na iyon na hindi nagpatinag habang lumipas ang panahon, andito ako, at tinatahak ang daan para bigayang katuparan ang mga munting sigaw na iyon. Mag-iiba iba man ako ng dahilan, isa rin ang role na aging gagampanan... ang ultimate gasgas linya ng lahat ng doktor sa mundo:

To help humanity and make this freakin world a better place.





Pero ako, syempre, kasabay nun, gusto ko pa ring maging mayaman. :)