April 11 2022.
First post in 2022 i guess. Blogging now i think are more like youngsters instead of for a 33 years old working mother. But i always like the romance of writing..
This is my first written point of view as an obstetrician and gynecologist (uh finally). Do i feel extremely happy passing all of those classess? No. Not extremely happy, but happy and grateful in the modest way realizing i am leaving the most convenient and advance place, the most ultimate hospital.
Now, i will treat patient with what i got, probably no MRI, probably no color doppler, probably no cystoscopy probably no hysteroscopy nor laparoscopy. The beautiful theory of ideal treatment will be now limited and only rely on how sharp my knowledge amd intuition.. no more asking dr kemal or dr seno. No more asking for a hand from dr herbert.
Am i scared? Actually never. Knowing that Allah has all the plan and me only His puppets ofcourse with the brain and the hand. They said it will be time when i lose patient, there will be time i lose my patience, there will be time realizing that i need improvement.
There will be open doors and there will be closed door. There will be maze and uncertainty, ups and downs, high and lows.
In time of anticipation, i am glad that i have my husband and parents, the place where i belong. I have my kid to kid me all the time. I am not alone in the jungle i have never been into. All of my friends will be in the same phase with different story. I have so much unspoken interconnection with one another. It seemed like i dont have to tell a word, they will understamd anyway.
Many surgeons will be missed. Many moments will be worth to tell. Such an unforgettable 4.5 years experience.
