And time? Where did he go?
Well, that is the question that brings me back crazy ... Where did the time go?
I find it incredible that in October either, it is almost November, it's as if you had told me a sovereign rudeness ... Not that I know that day I live, just that it happened to me so quick, lately I have only time to eat, sleep, read, go to Uni, sleeping, going to hospital, study, half eat, half asleep, etc etc.
Well they say time flies when you're having fun, there have been times when I love to refute that said it first ... Because time flies all times, just when you're having a good time is at least want to finish ...
so far this semester of school, the truth is that it was a completely different experience, as I said at the beginning of the course would not be easy for the workload that would, new situations where I would find, and not lying, if anything it was underestimated, because there has been nothing like I imagined it, but 100 times better ... Or will I just love my career ....
If I have new subjects, if they are difficult and demanding, yes I have my darling (Gastroenterology), which I do not like (Pulmonology) and that has gone unnoticed (Cardiology) ... even now I finished with these materials and start with other much more interesting, Oncologíay Neurology ... Pathology is another thing ... Do not consider myself a master of anything, but if I like what I do, it's really funny the state in which all my colleagues and I found ourselves in a perpetual coming and going, always rushing, always on your mind , always half talking in the hallways, hospital or school, always dream ... But we all fall down and the same ... No would change this for anything .... =)
What I have taken time to get used to is going to the night shift and then come to class, go to the hospital again, and again return to class, look forward to the time you get to my bed , knowing that I have homework and you have to read the item the next day, because otherwise I'm going to the hole ...
I found the best place on earth is my bed ... the treasure, the care and love me just because I can not even be in it ^ _ ^! It's like an impossible love, where my bed is the object of my affection is reciprocated, but circumstances separate us, because it is a bed, and because I I am a student of medicine ... Go drama ...
But the world is constantly changing around me, my brothers grow by leaps and bounds, my mom and I every day we have a much more tense and fragile, my father and my stepfather each More and more opposite, my friends and I changed ... The society we live changes from day to day ...
Especially in my city (SLP) things have changed in a radical way, people now live in fear, myself included, is now a state of tension felt in the environment, you can not trust the press, because they do not publish no one learns from Facebook or Twitter that there was gunfire everywhere, everywhere dead and wounded everywhere ... We in the hospital we have a particular way to learn, ambulances arrive, then come to guard the patient was in that ambulance, no police on the streets at all hours, at the gates of the hospital, in hallways, the doors of private patients are of dubious alliance ... It is so confusing ...
Last week there was an attempted robbery at a popular mall, two young bequeathed to the hospital after last Friday, they closed the hospital because they come fully federal police apparently from a shooting on Monday came to the ICU a man, guarded by several federal, was rumored to be an important member of a family of drug traffickers, and the list goes on and on ... My mother lives in fear that comes with my friends to dinner, the happy shootings have become commonplace in a city where nothing happened. When I told my mom about ICU patient gave an attack, because she knows that we as medical practitioners tell us that we must take care of anyone, regardless of origin or occupation ... Few days ago I happened to be on duty in ICU, and if I was afraid to see the guards, one on each side of the patient's bed, wearing bulletproof vests, ski masks, helmet and rifle of course ... Makes you more aware of the situation, they were guarding it at any time could end the sedative and had shown signs of struggle, he was always sedated, but what if he got up at that time? and I was taking a sample or taking signs? anything could happen, and I could have been there ... the truth is that I was afraid.
I do not like living with paranoia, but these days, there is no other way to get through the day than having a little extra caution ... Yesterday there were more shootings, one of these, a stray bullet hit a 17-year-old girl riding a city bus that just passed by, the girl died and Police could not reach the poor ... In the morning there was another, right in the center of the city, outside a gay nightclub frequented several friends of mine. I read in a note, started the confrontation and all who were thrown out of the antrum, when it was over, they had them there until noon, there were several wounded, and apparently some dead ...
What I wonder is, how long will they stay that way? Will I ever be finished? Am I going to live in fear to go to my own school? because the truth is that now I'm sorry, shootings have been close to school and therefore the hospital is across the street, I'll do my practice ... I just hope it to end because I do not say that soon, because I'm not deluded enough to think that this can be finished one day to another, I just hope to finish and not affecting anyone from the people I love, that affects me, because it sounds silly or not serious to say but the truth is that yes, I have fear.
I hope to have more time to update my LJ, this has been somewhat liberating, and that was only the beginning ... =) Well
