Mélange.
June 27th, 2008 by charityMélange of emotions. That’s what I have right now.
When you’re 26, female, having graduated a medical degree, and waiting for that most coveted license to arrive… and still single, how do you deal with it? How did I?
I felt euphoric at first being finally free from hospital duty, endorsements, paper works, or those board reviewers I wished I could just boil, drink its juice and retain all those information in my brain. It’s totally overwhelming. It took me days for it to finally sink in. I’m truly, officially, legally a physician. Each day seems longer than ever. It seems like an eternity, waking up and finding I have nothing else to do but wait.
Guys, even professional ones, are intimidated by us. What they don’t know is that we’re still the same person we used to be… only a little bit mature and but wackier if I must say. But somehow, they feel we’ve morphed into somebody they could never reach, much less approach. We’re not exactly goddesses. We too need that casual hi, that sweet smile or that teddy bear hug. Please don’t isolate us from everyone else. We’re still human beings. Believe me.
Even our folks perceive us as somebody great. A hero even. Their very own hero. They expect us to prescribe medications for every symptom they feel. And would feel regret for their money spent on our expensive medical education, when all we can say to them is to increase oral fluid intake and lots of vitamin C for their cold. Sigh. Medicine is not the be-cure and all-cure for everything. Sometimes all you need is a little care and attention. And lots of fluids too. That is if you’re not at risk for congestive heart failure. We’re not God. He just made us His instruments of healing. He is still and will always be Jehovah Rafah, the Great Healer. Prayer goes a long way when it comes to healing the sick.
And so here I am. Still waiting for my documents to arrive. A few more days and I’ll be back on track. I don’t know where it will lead me but I pray to God that I will see the right path.



