Two months….

You guys! I have two months left and i’m done with house job. I’m so excited!!! I’m officially starting a countdown. I can’t wait.

It feels like i started just yesterday. It really went by quickly. I remember feeling some type of way about moving to Ibadan. I remember the orientation process and my first day as a Doctor. It was overwhelming. How naive and clueless i was! It was ridiculous.

I have learnt and grown so much. I have met some cool people. I have worked with some stressful people and commended myself on how much I’ve grown by just being able to deal with them.

I started my internship with Obstetrics and Gynaecology, then moved to paediatrics and then Surgery. I’ve completed the first month in Medicine. .

I remember finding out I was posted to GIT/Liver unit and I was sad and happy at the same time. Sad because the unit is mad stressful in this hospital and happy because I actually don’t mind GIT. It was my favorite system back in Med school. I even did an elective rotation in GIT. That’s how much I loved it. 

The first month was a bit stressful as I was getting used to the unit. People weren’t exactly doing their work so it made everyone tense. I don’t mind the unit now though. I know what’s expected of me and what I need to do. 

Personally, I’ve been feeling somehow. Not sure if I can call it depression because that’s pretty big but I just don’t know if this is what I want to do with my life. I’m not sure being a Doctor makes me happy. A lot of people have said it’s probably because I’m in Nigeria and everything here is stress but deep down I feel like I’ll be miserable if I end up doing this forever. I’ve spoken to a few people about it and everyone is basically like you’ve got your whole life ahead. Ultimately, you gotta do what makes you happy. I mean, I love helping people feel better. It’s really overwhelming when you see someone come into the hospital really bad – almost dead ‘bad’ and they eventually leave conscious and well. It’s really amazing and the feeling that you played a role in making that happen is not something I can even discuss. Tew much! But I still wake up and feel sad. Almost like this is not what I should be doing with my life. Hopefully , i figure it out soon. Pray for me guys! 

On to happier news, I met my cute ass nephew last week. 😍  I’m looking forward to finishing housejob and starting NYSC much later in the year. I also look forward to next month as I’ll be welcoming my second nephew to the world. Super exciting. Titi is getting married in August so that’s super lit. Such a blessed year for my family tbh. 

What kind of post would this be if I don’t share pictures from the past few months? 
For more pictures follow lifewithtwotees and napphotog on instagram. 

Life! Oh wait…..

How’s it going guys?

  • I’m currently typing this in my room and i’m on call.
  • My call has been okay. So far, so good.
  • I am half way done with my surgery posting!
  • I am almost done with housejob y’all! Isn’t that crazy?
  • I can now sort of say i’m in a long distance relationship. LOL. Hate it.
  • Well, technically it’s not that long.
  • I finally got a room to myself in the hospital.
  • It’s such a purple room. I love it.
  • I almost forgot…. I’m 26 years old now. OMG. I’m old.
  • I had a weird birthday.
  • I was kinda depressed because i put too much pressure on myself and i felt like i’m not where i want to be in life.
  • I felt so much better the day after though. I realised how blessed I am and for that I was really grateful. I mean, I have the best family.. super supportive and shit… I have the best boyfriend. Super kind and amazing tbh.
  • I wish i wasn’t on call today. I would’ve been watching a movie with bae.
  • He went without me. Imagine that?!
  • March is almost over… Where is the year flying to. Not complaining tho.
  • Hope you guys are having a great month so far.
  • I will blog about my plastic surgery posting soon.
  • I am tired of seeing wounds. It’s disgusting tbvh.

October

So, October is pretty much over and I’m just here asking myself where it went. Not complaining tho. I’m officially done with obstetrics and gynecology. 3 months of house job gone, 9 months to go!!! Whoop! I’m starting Paediatrics on Monday and from what I’ve heard, it’s terrible. I’m trying hard not to make that cloud my experience. A wise man once said ‘ Just because it did not go well for someone else does not mean it’ll be the same for you. You’re different.’

Of course the wise man is my father and of course he’ll always tell me I’m special but still I’m going to say those words to myself everyday if I have to. 

The roster is out for my first month in paediatrics and I’m already sort of depressed. I’m on call 14 times next month (pretty much alternate day calls). The only not so depressing thing about the roster is that I’m starting with pulmonology and I heard it’s one of the best units to be in. So yay! 
I already posted a tweet about my next blog post being a bit personal. 

So do y’all remember my last post about guys in general months ago (Read it here). Where I sort of gave up on humans.

Now, as you all know, my plan was to just do this one year housemanship thing and move on with my life. I had zero interests in finding or dating anyone. Little did I know that I was just saying my own. 

I met the most amazing person two months ago. I’m sure he’ll read this and be feeling himself but it’s all good. 

I remember clearly what happened the day I met him. I was on call the day before and I was cranky as hell. I walked into my ward that Saturday morning because I got a message about the unit doctors meeting up for post op round. I was already up all night and was really upset. My damn period started the night before and of course I had dysmenorrhoea and the nurses had to give me some analgesics. Anyway, so as I walked in, I see this guy sitting and writing something. I’ve never seen his face before but I knew some house officers just started ObGyn. So I asked him if he was the one on call and he said yes. Then I went ahead to complain about the fact that I was on call the night before and also the fact that I  got there before everyone else. I’m sure he was like I don’t even know you ma. ‘ Woz all dis story?’ I remember asking what school he finished from and just trying to talk while I waited for the rest of the unit doctors to arrive. 

We did our post op round and left. Obviously I went home (outside the hospital). Only for my Senior Registrar to call me and request for the two patients’ PCVs. I was like this is just fantastic. I had zero plans of going back to the hospital so I went to the house officers WhatsApp page to dig out this guy’s number since he’s on call on my ward, he can help abi?

I sent a WhatsApp message but it was just a tick for the longest time so I decided to text him. I don’t know why I didn’t just call him. Sent a text begging him to help me do it and get the results to me. He didn’t respond so I was like great!

My SR kept calling later for the results and I was forming ‘ it’s not out yet’ secretly hoping this guy had done it. 

Few minutes past 5 or 6, I get a text from him about the results and I was like ah Thank you. That was it. The conversation ended there. Was that even a conversation?
Somehow, we ended up talking on WhatsApp and the rest is history. Now, I was a bit worried about the fact that we are kind of different but then again I think being different from someone gives you a chance to learn from the person.

Long story short, I am glad we did that post op round. 😊😊😊

OMG GUYS! Two more months and the year is over. Isn’t that insane?

Wish me luck in paediatrics guys! I’ll need all the luck I can get tbh.

How was the month October for you and what plans do you have for the new month?