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There I was thinking 2012 was my year not knowing what was coming in 2013.
2013 was good to me and was definitely my year.

I wasn’t going to write a review of my year because I thought there was nothing to write about (Also, reviews are mainstream) but Habeebah begged me to write this one because at the time I wrote about My 2012, she wasn’t my friend and I hated her guts. This is the first December that were not fighting since we’ve been friends. This one’s for you Biebs!

School

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My 2013 started on a pretty high note, I got back from Christmas holidays in S.A, gained 5kg which I lost while preparing for the barrage of incourses that lay ahead.
Incourses came and went.
Headaches came and went.
Sleepless nights and a shitload of pimples came to stay.

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With that, My 2nd professional exams finally came; March 4th. This was a time in my life I can never forget. The brain blocks, my pillars and the resits I was prepared to write. This was the exam that people say; “If you can pass it, you’re already a doctor”. The exam was that tough. It was physically and emotionally drenching.

Thank God I passed. My friends passed too and it was a thing of great joy. I passed with 3 credits in 3 if my 5 courses and for this my daddy gave me a car.

With the end of 300level, Basic Clinical Skills (BCS) programme started and it was like laying the foundation for our clinical experience and it was also a time for getting familiar with the clinical coat. God finally turned my long Labcoat into a short white coat -My long time dream! Glory!

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400level clinical rotations were not as chilling/relaxing as a seniors claimed. I loved it nonetheless. Stressful but fun.
I loved theatre sessions, Calls, A&E Calls, Clerking, Clinics, Ward Rounds. Everything. It's only fun when you don't have a resident that means you and doesn't go around asking meaningless questions like I had in surgery.

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The hustle for signatures was also part of the fun. Where you have to fake smile at, whine and beg the residents to sign your logbook as a sign of attendance. The hustle was real. Some residents were generous with their signatures. Some other acted as if we were begging them to dish out cheques. But whatever. We made it.

In these seven long months, I learnt a lot of things and I appreciate life more. A quick visit to the hospital wards and you begin to thank God for your life and you begin to wonder what special thing you’re doing that is making you not to be in these people’s shoes because it’s not like you’re better than them. I learnt that;
God is great. The human body is an awesome wonder and is a result of God’s omnipotence and omniscience.

I’m blessed. You are too. If you think your life is bad, you have to see people on hospital beds. You’re blessed that you’re not on a hospital bed somewhere, making people run helter skelter because of you neither are you running helter skelter because of anyone. If you’ve had someone in the hospital before, you’ll understand. Also, I didn’t lose my mother to childbirth or something pregnancy related, when I was born, I was born with an anus and all my body parts complete, I don’t have any anomaly. Visit the children’s ward and see newborns on admission, children with cancer, leukemia and all sorts. There was even a surgery done on a two day old baby. Then you’ll begin to wonder why should children; innocent children have to go through such. Who did they offend?

– On a lighter note, male doctors are heuxes. Surgeons especially. Talking about “tell me where you want to go in this Lagos? I will take you” or “what do you do for fun”. There was this one that collected my surgery exam paper and wrote his number on it. I was like “-_-” When I haven’t even finished clerking my patient and my time was up. Mscheww.

Irony of Life. While you see some people seeking abortions, some others are running up and down spending millions just to get pregnant. This wicked life.

All in all, it was a good year for school.

Family.

Bolu turned 1, started walking but hasn’t started saying ‘Auntie Kemi”. We Await.

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Bolaji graduated from high school with 6 awards, cash prizes and a Universtiy Scholarship to boot. God willing, he’ll be majoring in Megatronics (God knows what this means) in the University of Cape Town (UCT) come February 2014.
Bayonle interned at an architecture firm and failed to send me money.
Mummy resumed work at the University of Lagos after her 4 year Sabbatical leave.
Daddy became a Jerusalem Pilgrim and his tenure as Rotary president ended.
I have a new mummy. Mrs. Koya
Bose changed schools to Mayflower school Ikenne where they give her beans everyday.
I lost an aunt to a dissected aorta. My she RIP.

Personal.

I found love. Not the ‘I love him’ kinda love but the ‘too good to be true’ love like ‘why me?’, like ‘are you even for real?’ ‘I can’t believe it’ kinda love. This I found In a man that goes out of his way for me like no one ever has. He makes me happy.
This time around, I’m my boo’s boo and my lover’s lover.

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This was my year of friendship. My inner circle – Habeebah, Bukky, Teju & Ife, Dami, Ayodele abbl whom I thank God for. They made the most annoying times fun and made this year a humorous one for me. More upbeat times than I can ever think of.

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I made so many new friends, thanks to the new hostel/room and school rotations. Idia’h, Nima’h, Funmi Odulele, Funmi Akinde, Dolapo and many others.

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There was a marked decline in my online presence. I’m not sure why but I think it’s because my new hostel has bad network reception. Not like it’s a bad thing.

I turned 20 and had a nice day out with my inner circle. I’m getting old.

Uncle Deolu taught me how to drive amongst other things. Now I can go out in my own without having someone to sit beside me. Except that I put my teddy bear beside me at times.
Got my first Scratch and Bash on the same day. One keke, One Danfo.

I picked up hobbies like cooking and knitting. I’m well on my way to learn how to sew.

Candy Crush became my new addiction. I’m currently on level 327. Level 197 has been my most challenging level. I was stuck there for over three week and when I tried to buy my way out, I lost 1k6. Crien!

I managed to survive the whole year with my tough natural hair without considering getting a relaxer. Not even for once. Now my hair is longer than my relaxed hair of over 6 years.

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I read many books of which Chimamanda’s Americanah and Half of a yellow sun and John Grisham’s latest- Sycamore Row were my best.

I watched so many series of which Breaking Bad made my year and I’m imploring you to watch it in case you haven’t.

This wasn’t a year for music but I’ve developed the habit of buying CDs #SupportYourLocalBrand

You see, I had an awesome year with more highs that the lows are not even etched in my mind.
I’m glad that even as the high and mighty are doing their possible best to make Nigeria inhabitable for us, We live!

I’m grateful to God and I’m hopeful for an even joyous 2014!

Cheers!

Hope your 2013 was better than mine!

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My friend; Tejumade writes really well and she has decided to grace us today with a review of her 2013.

 

 

Errmmm…. I’m not a writer so please just manage this my write-up;

 

My 2013 started with fear. My 2nd MB was coming up in February and I wasn’t prepared plus I had a great challenge in the 1st MB…. Anyway, my hardest exam in med school came (And yes! What we heard from our seniors was true. It was the most stressful 10 days of my life)…the results were released in April and guess what?! I passed all my 5 papers at ONCE! Most people were surprised at my besty and I because we aren’t exactly the regular medical students (if you know what I mean)…. I can’t even remember the last time I was in the library.

I was soooo happy! In fact, I’m still very much excited.

 

May came and I was in 400level… Yaay!! The most anticipated year for every medical student but guess what? This time around, our seniors lied. There was no lounging Kankan! There was a particular day I was in the theater for over 24hours!

Obs&Gynae came and I witnessed so many caesarean sections (CS) and Spontaneous Vaginal Deliveries (SVD).. It was a really beautiful thing to b part of bringing a tiny cute somebody into the world. In fact, I can perform a delivery now…CS or SVD! Bring it on!

It wasn’t fun all the way though, I lost a patient while ambubagging. She was unconscious and went into multiorgan failure but I still had hope she was going to survive and I had to announce the time of death…

There was also this lady who walked into the Gynecology clinic; About 5”9, very fair, probably a 40DD with mighty hips. A graduate who finished with a first class. One of the kind of people that you pray to never come across your boyfriend. But guess what? She had never menstruated and she was 24!… The wicked registrar I was assigned to that day told me to break the news that she was never gonna have a baby to her..felt terrible doing it.

 

Many a time, I was harassed by the male doctors..

“Why do you have come to bed eyes?”

“This your mouth is for kissing”

“Why are you this fair?”
“Are you a virgin?”

“Are you sure you’re for medicine or modeling?”

I hated it all especially when it got down to; “Will you be in your hostel tonight?”

“I’ll love to take you out”

There was even a day I was crying because one registrar asked for my number.

Well, as time went on I got to like it because I could use them to fill my logbook. Don’t call me a user.

 

Pediatrics came and I made up my mind that it was going to be my specialty after school. I just really want to help kids and make money too (of course). Plus people that know me know that I’m soooo skinny and tiny. I look 13 so lemme kuku help my sizes.. lol

 

Medicine rotation came up and it was boring! So let me forward to surgery.

The almighty surgery came and it was very stressful but mehn I loved every bit of it! From helping the registrars in the emergency room in doing the ATLS to doing nephrectomies, herniorraphies, circumcisions, stabilizing fractures, and intussusceptions to  the Tutorials with Dr. Osinowo (I have a serious crush on him)…It was fun all the way. Shout out to the best registrar ever! Dr. Ogbeide (@sazzywazzy).., Surgery rotation made me realize that if I ever end up marrying a medic, it’s gonna be a surgeon.

 

Apparently, I did 3 classes in one year. 30, 400 and now, 500.

Finally in 500level and I have gone from having 5year seniors in school to having just one. Supercool shey!

 

2013 taught me so many things but my main lessons were;

  • Being healthy is not a right, It is God’s will. Since I start going to the hospital I realized that the people on sick beds did not choose to be that way. So I’ve been doing less of complaining and more of appreciating.
  • Also, the courage and wisdom to know when to let go. I understood what love is really about. When you love someone and the person loves you back and then love chooses to leave, don’t force it, just let go. There is a reason for everything and time will tell BUT time itself will choose the moment. Love is truly a gift that comes and goes. Also, You DO NOT choose love, love chooses YOU.
  • Expectation is the beginning of problems. Never expect anything from anyone so you don’t get disappointed. Even yourself! You never know what you’re capable of doing.!
  • Patience. I was too impulsive, but now, I calm down, think and then act.

 

I want to thank God for having amazing friends who are always stupid even when things are supposed to be serious; Bukky, Ife, Kemi, Habeebah & Bibi.

Although 2013 was full of ups and downs, It was by far my best year ever…

 

As for resolutions, I’m not making any! I broke the last ones before January 10th but im gonna make sure I have fun everyday of 2014. Afterall, you only live once!

                                                                                                                                     

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*Cuts Bullshit*

I know every time I go AWOL and on a long sabbatical hiatus, I always come back with a shitload of excuses and promise not to go AWOL on y’all again. This time around, I have no excuses. Maybe I do.

I hope you missed me! 😀

I hope you guys haven’t been missing out on Afoma’s blog. She has a new category called Med Talk. You should check it out if you haven’t. The girl is good. You know how education and internet are better in Ukraine and stoffs. I also hope you didn’t miss out on Lights out over at The Naked Convos

I don’t have a blogroll for nothing y’know?

Surgery Rotation is was ( In uncommon parlance, 500 level Leleyi – I’m in 500 level now guys!) the absolute worst. Even with the ongoing ASUU strike and the Doctors’ strikes that held, my entire being was managed to be frustrated to another world and back. Pediatric Surgery Unit especially; Seeing as they have two ward rounds in one day and they don’t dig latecomers.

Any which way, I made it through even though I didn’t have time to Twitter, Instagram or nothing. How I missed my twitter gist.

Surgery Rotation was nothing but a Signature whore house where the students are prostitutes, the surgeons are the clients and the Secretary Lady in the department of Surgery is the Madamme.

After each activity, the surgeons were meant are chased to ‘autograph’ our log books as a sign of attendance. Some were extremely selfish with their signatures and some others? Not so much. You know, the ‘unselfish’ ones had a higher fan base; Take Dr. @Sazzy_Wazzy for example, Coolest surgeon ever.

The attendance requirements (number of signatures required) were quite steep who woulda believed lazy ol’ me woulda made it. I can proudly say that my Surgery log book is almost the tenth wonder of the world, No weapon fashioned against my logbook shall prosper and No Adam can deter me from writing my finals.

All those fake smiles, Batting of eyelashes, hot chases (Some Surgeons live for the chase) and all what not finally paid off.

I also wanna thank Baba G for always leading me to the right place at the right time seeing as sometimes, I jake as much as 7 signatures in one night and anytime I’m not there, the doctor probably ‘autographed’ a signature or two. It’s probably my charm.

Inasmuch as the hustle for signatures was an adventure somewhat, I wish signatures were not my push factor for going to school. This signature prostitution gives the doctors too much power and puts them on a high horse.

Anywho, I think hope I have a holiday till the new year and I need something to take up my bag. Anything asides being my daddy’s handbag. Suggestions?

Feels good to be back.

How have y’all been?

Ciao!
xx

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Hello Lovelies!

I haven’t been able to blog because school blows! I wonder why the seniors always say my present class is a lounging class. It’s one of three things;
1. I’m too lazy.
2. The seniors were over efficient.
3. The curriculum has been modified.

I’ll like to go with number 3.

In as much as I am lazy, I’m extremely willing to learn and with my daddy as my motivating factor, I have to know as many things as possible because pops and I are practically on the same turf now. It’s just a pity that he expected me to have been able to set an IV line all by myself. Only if he knew that things have changed. Medilag now is not the same as Medilag of the 80s.

I started my Junior Clerkship earlier last month with my Paediatrics rotation and I wrote my end of posting exam yesterday (June 6th). It was fine. Thanks for asking. I really hope to ace it because my scores now account for a percentage for my final year scores.

Pediatrics posting was long and difficult and my friends in other postings claimed to have it tougher. I really hope they’re wrong because I can’t imagine anything worse than that.

During a whole week of my Pediatrics rotation, My group was on call in the Children’s emergency room. We observed, clerked, Did Anthropometry, hung around and all but we didn’t smell a single signature. The emergency room is fun quite alright but how will I get signed up for exams if I don’t make the attendance? Ain’t nobody got time for going to school without getting signatures.

If not for the Doctor-Patient confidentiality, I would’ve shared many of the interesting cases I saw while in pediatrics.

Honestly, we should all be grateful for our lives. Now I know why people say that if you want to appreciate your life more, visit the hospital. It’s true; we just go about our daily activities like it’s nothing but some others are clinging to life with the help of machines and all sorts. It’s not that they sinned differently from us, they just turned out to be unfortunate.

Another thing is this illiteracy thing. I wish to elaborate about it in a different post.

Anyways, I was able to hustle as many signatures as possible even though I couldn’t make 75% of the expected which is required to sit for final year exams.

With Pediatrics done and dusted, I’m moving on to Obs & Gynae. The dreaded. We had our first lecture today (Friday the 7th) with the HOD being our first lecturer. It was a 3-hour long lecture but I enjoyed every bit of it. A humorous lecturer never goes wrong.

Let’s call him ‘Prof’. Prof gave us a lecture on ‘Unwanted Pregnancy, Unsafe Abortion, Gender, Gender Equity, Gender Equality, Abortion Law, Sexual and Reproductive Health and Rights’. Such a mouthful. I can make a copy of my notes for you if you want. It was a very educative yet entertaining lecture with so many illustrations that had us reeling with laughter. Prof proved to be very knowledgeable and very in sync with the happenings of our time. He Kept on using such exclamations as ‘EZIOKWU!’ And ‘OMUNOLO’. At some point, he called someone a cannulated dog. The only downside of the lecture was that I couldn’t answer any of his questions correctly and he threatened to report me to my mummy.

So, during the lecture, Prof dropped so many side bars some of which I penned down and decided to share with you guys. Tell me what you think;

– Two basic activities as constant as the Northern Star in Medical Student’s Hostel since 1962; Reading and sex.

– Concerning Unprotected Sex, If you cannot be good, be careful.

– Only two sets of people are allowed to color riot; Children and musicians.

– Your socks should approximate the color of your trousers,

– Albert Mithuli was a South African Doctor and Author who wrote the book ‘ Let My People Go‘concerning the South African Apartheid. (Medical Students that gun for passes and not distinctions or credits are referred to as Albert Mithuli’

– In Igboland, A last born (only) son is more relevant and cherished than his elder sisters.

– It is the right of every woman to decide any pregnancy she carries to term but a Nigerian woman has no such right.

– People talk about Morality and Principles but act on self interest. As is the case of pastors who preach on the podium that abortion is murder and still present their daughters in the hospital for abortions because they can’t bear the shame and ridicule. (Reminds me of when they say you’re Pro-life until you get pregnant and an atheist until the plane is crash landing.)

– Nigerians take hook, line and sinker what they are told in church. Take what they learn in church and act under the guise of religion.

– A Nigerian pastor was banned from South Africa after he went on a crusade and told some HIV patients to throw away their anti-retrovirals for they were healed. They later died.

– Nigerians are so much ripped off that Pastors make them donate hard earned money to the founding of Church Colleges And Universities they can’t afford to send their children to. So sad.

– Nigerian boys are brought up to think that A Dinner date guarantees them sex.

– Mike Tyson acted like a Nigerian boy and paid for it dearly.

There was more but I couldn’t capture them all.

What do you guys think?

With that Said, I was placed in the Reproduction Medicine and Fertility Unit. I hope it turns out to be fun! Lets get some people pregnant!

PS. Thank you guys for egging me on to keep posting. Glad to know people are interested in reading about my rather drab experiences.

Special S/o to Eyimofe, Niro and @4eyednerd.

PPS. Medicine is turning out to be really interesting. Maybe I don’t need to get that shop in Balogun market after all!

Anthropometry- Measurement and study of the human body.
Omunolo- Power has gone off.

Hey People + New Readers (I’ve been getting a whole lot of traffic lately; Heaven knows why).
I’ve been really lazy/broke of late and I’m just here being useless to myself and to my immediate environment. I also just got off my bed not too long ago (16:45) to get water to have a bath and I met a pretty girl at the tap. She told me she had read my blog. This reminded me that I had past time after all.

Well, you can’t blame me; I picked up scandal and I can’t become useful till I finish watching it. This has to be pretty soon because school officially starts on Thursday.

On Thursday, I start junior clerkship which lasts for 48weeks with rotations in Medicine, Surgery, Paediatrics, Obs & Gynae, Anesthesia, Psychiatry, Radiology and Ophthalmology. Apparently it’s gonna be a looooonnnnnggggg 4th year. So much for ‘lounging’. I’m not sure what rotation I’m starting with because the time table isn’t out yet. Not like I’m anxious to start but God knows i’ll like to start with Obs & Gynae and get it over with. Shii is tough and I need the spirit of ‘initial gra gra’ to get through it.

The next few weeks are posing to be long and difficult because they will most likely involve lectures, ward rounds, clinic sessions, grand rounds, theatre sessions, calls with associated tiredness to boot.

So yeah,
That’s my cool story.

P.s. I’m still torn between ending my education at the MB;BS level or pursuing a post graduate in Surgery or Obs & Gynae. Surgery has the upper hand already though. But what surgery exactly? I have no idea.

Maybe I’ll get a husband that’ll egg me on to become a specialist seeing as I gotta write countless papers to become one. Or better still become one of alike dangs’ concubines. Jk

Maybe I’ll specialize. Maybe I won’t.

Maybe I’ll write countless research papers and become a Professor. Maybe I won’t.

But, Prof. Kemi Windapo sounds good. Don’t you think?

What aspect of Medicine do you think suits me?

Have a nice week people!

Toodles!
xx

You see guys, I’m a blessed child. I have benefitted from God’s unmerited favor (Grace) times too many to number. Many things God blesses me with, I don’t deserve but still he keeps blessing me.

Today for instance, I finished early from my Pediatrics posting and a few group members and I set out to the Student Affairs office to apply for our new student IDs when we saw our very much sought after results being pasted. There and then, I lost absolute control of my mind and body! I went cold! Cold stiff! My mind was torn between waiting till the results were done being pasted to know my fate immediately or to pursue the ID thingy and comeback to know my fate. I went with the latter anyways. I got an ataxic gait sorta and someone would’ve thought I had stroke. I was hyperventilating like hell.

Anywho, I got the ID thingy over with and came back and set my mind to accept whatever the notice board had for me…

Immediately I got to the board, I checked the list of “Students that Satisfied the Examiner in all Subjects” I made the damn list guys! I satisfied the examiners guys! My God of part one physiology pros did not fail me! I didn’t even bother checking my grades, all that mattered was that I passed.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had my mind set on at least two resists. I turned to hug my friend, Teju who was already shedding tears of joy. We cried together. Ain’t nothing better than having your friends pass too. Your joy will be complete even if you don’t share the same matric number.

I called my daddy and my daddy’s words were; “I’m proud of you baby! That’s my doctor in the making!”. I called my ‘The Lover™’ (yes, I have a boo now) next and he couldn’t stop laughing because of how I was always lamenting to him how horribly I did in all my exams.

All in all, I had an awesome result by my own standards and I am indebted to God, My Friends, Boo, Family, You Guys (My Readers) for all the encouragement and support. I can’t appreciate y’all enough.

As happy as I am, My joy is not complete. Why? I have friends that have to retake one course or the other. Not because they deserve it or because they didn’t prepare well enough or because they are sinners but because everything happens for a reason and God has his plan and purpose for everyone! Some of them obviously prepared harder and prayed harder than I did but of course, God knows best!

I’m praying to God to grant them good success.

On the BCS front, I’m too souped to care!

I’m gonna be a doctor guys!
God willing!

I love you guys!
xx

God has transformed this Girl’s Lab Coat into a Clinical Coat! Check it out! Peep the happy face too;

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See ehn! This Medilag is a horrible place. No chill at all!
After two heartbreaking weeks of exam we weren’t giving time off to mend our broken hearts. Not even a day! Talk less of a week!

Exams finished on Friday, BCS started the following Monday. No chill.

BCS (Basic Clinical Skills) is an introduction to the clinics where new clinical students get oriented to basic clinical practices such as history taking and the use of some medical equipment. We get rotated through all the units in the college of medicine for a period of one month. At the end of this rotation, there is an exam! Phew!

I’m a member of Group D because my surname starts with ‘W’. My group members have been well behaved thus far and we are in our last day of our Dentistry posting. Dentistry has been a breeze and kind of a walk through. No hassles.

Tomorrow, We’re moving to O&G (Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology). I hear these people are slave pushers. I don’t wanna go there. 😦

I’m in a dentistry lecture right now and this woman is talking about ‘history taking’ in Oral Pathology. I’m tired of hearing about history taking. The last 6 lectures have been based on history taking too. *bleh*

Kisses.
xx

PS: I’m just here almost dying of ‘Result Hypertension’. I wonder why these people are sitting on our results.
I would have uploaded a picture of me in my new ward coat but I’m just chilling for results to make the coat a permanent asset. *fingers crossed*



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