Being a doctor....

Is being a doctor crime now a
days? Slightest of a mistake and
there you go….abuses by everyone.
          Everyday thousands
of patients are being treated no
one says a word….but let there be
one small mistake and its almost
like his life is in danger. I am not
saying that doctors should make
mistakes …but i just want to bring
to light one thing….that we doctors
always give our best to do what we
can for a patient but even after
that if a patient fails to improve is
it our fault? After all we are also
human beings…only God has the
power to give someone life or
death.
        Its really sad to hear that
doctors are being attacked by
public for d slightest of the
reasons. I mean first investigate is
the doctor wrong…has he
committed an act of negligence
after that you decide how you will
handle this. If the doctor has not
committed any negligence an still
he is being attacked by mobs its
really sad. And thats whats
happening most of the time.
          There are incidents of a
doctor's hands being amputated by
the public since he could not save
a lady who just delivered a baby. I
wad shocked when i heard this.
What happened was this she gave
birth in her own house….they didnt bother to take her to the hospital…but when they noticed that she was bleeding heavily(in medical terms a case of post partum haemorrhage) and her condition was detoriating
then they decided to take her to
the hospital…and before they
reached the hospital she already
died. Now tell me is it the doctor’s
fault? Why was the doctor
punished for this?
          I would like to state another
major problem that occurs mostly
here in India. Superstition…… there are people who dosent go to the doctor but goes to quacks…and God knws what treatment they give to the patients….the patients
condition inproves for a while…so
the patient happy…D problem
arises after few days when the
disease flares up even more… twice 1or thrice more intensity than before. Again they will go to the quack and the vicious cycle
continues for a while….untill the
disease reaches its extreme. Then
they will come to the doctor. On
asking at first they will deny taking
herbal medicine…and since the
disease is already out of control
now so doctors are not able to
save the patient now… Then the
patient dies….and in the eyes of the public now the doctor is the
reason behind the death….the
lamest excuse i have heard till now is “the patient died after the
doctor gave him intravenous
saline”…. There are plenty of cases
like this and the list is endless.
           My message to you is please think once before attacking your doctor. He is the one trying to save your life…how can you beat him up?

Fate...leads to what?

Are the things we put so much hard work into really worth it??? Each any every minute we spend fighting for something....is it worth it? The pain, money, the sweat...and most important of it 'time'.... Do u sometimes feel like fastforwarding this time and see if your hard word and time really matters in the end? What if all these are just illusions? What if you are just wasting your time toilling for it while you have something else waiting for you in the future? But again....if you dont give your best you will blame yourself for not acheiving it....what if you dont get it after giving your best? Then when you look back will you blame yourself...that the fight wasnt enough...or you didnt give your best....or whatever happened is fate? What if we could just fastforward the time and see if the fight is worth it and then return back and fight for it....

Internship in AMC

When i was an undergraduate in AMC i always looked up to the interns n thought wen will the day come when i also will be able to hang the stetho and proudly walk in the campus....i always thought that they have such a carefree life dont have to study...and the best part they get stipend also.
        And finally the day came results of final MB was out and by the grace of God i passed. D moment i came to know that i passed suddenly a fear grew inside me....till few days back i was just a student mugging things n writing exams...but now will i be able to handle patients??? N there...it started....the fear of being responsible....and not just responsible but a responsible doctor...slightest mistake and a life could be at danger. I used to pray to God to give me the courage to face all these reality....
        So my internship started...it was like stepping into an entirely different world...proffessors whom we dreaded during UG days began to chat with us like collegues.....seniors who took our classes became like friends to us.....and guided and teached us many more things...and slowly my fear began to reduce i became more confident day by day....each day was a learning experience....starting from how to insert a canula to assisting in major operations...i just started loving it. The best part was wen i saw patients comming in such bad conditions n now returning to their home cured and happy....some old aged patients even calling "majoni" felt like i was talking to my own grandparents.....first stipend kab khatam hua woh to pata hi nahi chala...hehe...
     That was the fun part...now comes the hard part....as i continue to do hectic duties night shifts and then again day shift without a break....specially in medicine and gynae depts....my counterparts in other states were busy preparing for pg entrance....thats it..... i was so engrossed in my duties that in the period of 365days of internship i didnt open books even for a single day....and then came the festivals...."In internship there is no holidays n no leaves" as most of our professors said....so even in eid i was sitting there in the corner of the old dilipidated hostel in Chabua where we were sent for SPM posting....still didnt feel that bad because of the constant support of friends....i will never forget the line "internship is of 365days" said by one of the profs when i went to ask for a leave...
        Amidst all these still i had the best moments of my whole AMC life during my internship...partied almost ever other day....went for a date almost everday(couldnt go during paedia posting though)....almost every friday watched a movie.....
       Lastly i conclude by saying dat internship in AMC was the golden period of my life...i learned....i loved...i worked like hell....and i enjoyed like hell too....
  LONG LIVE AMC!!!

wat do u do wen u r depressed? Der r sum moments in ur life wen u feel so dejected n depressed n u dnt knw d reason y. I have such a situation many a times in my lyf. Der r sum moments even wen der is no one to support u at dat tym. Dats wen it hurts d most. Cryin myself to bed is wat i do in most of such situation n i curse myself for things which i shouldnt hv done. D only company i hv at dat tym is my teddy. I hug him n get a bit of relief though my pain still remains. N i pray to God wat wrong had i done dat he is doing dis to me.
But den i realise dat no i hv to survive ol dis n make myself strong. Thinking positive is wat it helps sumtyms. Watevr may it b i just dont understand y human lyf is so much complex y we r nt lyk other animals living a tension free lyf?

Tym to return

Aftr a week of peace its tym to retreat bak to d shell. But dis bhogali bihu was faboulous had a tention free holiday n had a gud tym wid my family. I specially luv my mom's hand made pitha n laru not to mention d evergreen chicken dry fry. Had a nyc bonfire at d uruka night n enjoyed a lot. Cooked food outside in d bonfire n had a lovely bhogali bhoj. Above ol i luved evrything. Now d sad part cums i hv 2 go bak to dibrugarh d place dat i hate wen m der but miss wen i am in home (strange na?). Gud bye bhogali bihu

Xams sucks

As d Dday comes closer my heart is starting to pound faster. Only studyin n gettin bored n lonely in my rum. Missin my real self n also sum1 special. Kash xams nahi hote it would hv been so much fun no studyin lyk dogs just fun n fun. Perhaps dat also has its disadvantages dats y hv 2 bear wid dis disgusting blood suckin horrible pathetic xams. As a student watevr i say abt xams is less. Specially i dread d day b4 xams, God knws wat vl happen to me den. D night b4 xams tension levels at its highest feels as if my head vl bust wid d overflowd knowledge dat i gulped down in d last fews days. N den comes d day of xams body feels lyk hell feel lyk puking dnt knw y. Wen i m on my way to d xamination hall i feel lyk a 'bali ka bakra' n wen i c other people walkin lesurely i feel so jealous n wish could b 1 of dem. But ultimately v hv 2 face it 'd XAMS'. God plz save us

My new blog

Hey guys i just created my 1st blog site. Hope it vl b fun sharing my xperiences n fun filled moments wid u guys.