medical schools in the country was in a clamor with eri hatcher's line in desperate housewives where she questioned the doctor after being diagnosed menopausal saying that she needs papers so as to make sure he's (doctor) not a graduate of some medical school in the philippines.
yep, she said it clearly "some schools in the philippines". i dont know what the writers were up to when they put it in their script. many doctors are now taking up MLE and many of them are successful in the states. as far as i know, filipino doctors are much more knowledgeable then westeners. a filipino doctor can diagnose a patient even without any ancillary procedures, relying mainly on the clinical picture, the signs and symptoms. a filipino doctor, though pressed for new technologies is still at par with the kind of resourcefullness in their management. and what sets filipino doctors apart from the rest is the kind of service we entail, a service that has become an obligation to reach those whose medical attention is of great value... the poor. being a filipino doctor is still one of the noblest of all deeds. the greatest of all profession.
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i was checking up friendster, saw one profile that reminded me that i am actually single. i was so slow to notice it was changed. damn. single na nga talaga din ako. kawawa naman ako kung di ko din i change, bka sabihin ng mga tao im still lingering on (which is true... hahaha). oh well... slowly im getting there....
this is my new baby... this is a website i am now busy working on (takes my mind off from thinking something else). Its a site for my good resident friend... harvey from the surgery dept of OMMC. a starbucks coffee was a payment for this. ang babaw no? haha. anyway di ko pa tapus yan so bear with me.
i don't why but its been months and yet i still feel empty. Im laughing but im crying on the inside. as i was lying at our intern's quarters, i suddenly felt all the memories coming back. the happy days i have spent, those nights that eventhough i havent had any sleep made me awake just to be with someone. i don't know how i could move on...honestly. im trying very hard. you just dont know why. i miss those times i would get a text asking how i am, have i eaten, if im tired, if i have studied. you know that feeling that you're moving around in the world but you dont feel you mean anything... that you're just "existing"... that's how i am right now. so many questions i can't answer. i dont know how to help myself....
