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Internship... So Far

  • May. 25th, 2008 at 1:59 PM

2:00 PM - Netcafe near the UPCM

25 days into internship... More or less 11 months left... 340 or so days to go...

Shucks. Ambilis. Hehehe. I suppose time really does fly when one is busy, with "Busy" as a gross understatement. So far, my internship has been an endless series of "Pre-duty", "Duty" and "Post-Duty" days. I'm not complaining though and it's way too early to feel fatigued and burned out. Nakakapagod lang talaga pero ewan ko ba. Hehehe...

Because so far, I've been having a swell time.

I think. =)

From the very beginning, the red nameplate with "Dr. Paolo Victor N. Medina" on it has had a profound impact on me. When I pin it to my uniform/scrubs every morning I am reminded of all my reasons for foregoing sleep, regular meals, television, the radio and yes, even regular bathing just to be able to earn the right to have the "MD" appended to my name. Dun nagkakatalo eh. Kanya kanyang rason kasi kung bakit nagduduktor ang mga tao. Sabi nga namin ni Shar sa aming ginawang kantang "Salamat"...

Hindi na magbabago ang awit ng damdamin ko. Kahit mahirap titiisin alang alang sa inyo.

Lord, unang una po... For Your Greater Glory. Yours alone Lord. Yours alone.

Nay, pangalawa po para sa inyo... Dakila kayo Nay. Hindi po kaya ng ibang Nanay ang lahat ng nagawa ninyo para sa atin. Kayo ang da best na Nanay sa lahat. Mahal na mahal ko po kayo.

Tay... alam kong masaya na po kayo sa kinalalagyan ninyo... Look on me with pride my father and hopefully, I am able to bring honor and distinction to your memory, legacy and to our name.

Lola Pat... Miss you po. Isang taon na lang La. Di niyo man po nahintay kasama ko rin po kayo sa pagtupad sa pangarap na to.

Lolo Bong, Carlo, Tita Lala, Tito Alvin, Nathan, Pisha, ang mga Lelang sa Jalajala... To my family. Here's to our collective success!

Siempre, sa yo Len... Here's to achieving full circle dear. I draw much strength from your love, faith and support. Hope I am able to reciprocate bebeh ko! With Him at the center of this relationship what we have is indeed blessed! I love you dearie!

Hehehe. Wala lang. I originally intended to write down how tough it has been so far and all that but I got diverted from doing so. Wala rin naman kasing point magreklamo dahil alam ko, lahat ng pagdaraanan ko ngayong taon ay may kabuluhan at patutunguhan.

Because I know so. I choose it to be so. I am fulfilling my assignment in His Kingdom and I am performing my God-given/appointed role. It is for His Glory that I am going to fulfill my role to the best of my abilities. By His Grace and Blessing, I cannot fail.

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam.

Internship bring it on!!!

(hehehe... on a somewhat lighter note... here's one way to adapt to the taxing duties, etc. Habang nagaantay ng OR surgical assist ng madaling araw (wag i-judge. buong araw akong pagod with tons of other things) nakaw ka ng tulog. kahit saan... kahit anong posisiyon)



Lolz

MOA bebeh ko. I love you my hime!

Goosebumps Before Bedtime...

  • Apr. 23rd, 2008 at 11:06 PM
len, love

11:08 PM - Home

To say that today was amazing is an understatement. 

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As mentioned in my last entry, I went to Pagsanjan today to meet Ellen's family. It was really something to have been received so warmly by them. Sabi nga ni Len, I was able to gain a family in Pagsanjan today. 

I'm on a high!

I love you so much dear! Thank you. 

Full circle my hime. 

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Sa susunod, falls na to definitely!

Shooting the rapids, here we come!

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Pa-siyam ni Lola ngayon and it was really great to have family and friends here at home. Nakahabol pa ako from Pagsanjan. Actually sakto lang yung alis namin ni Len dun. Pagdating ko dito sa bahay, maguumpisa pa lang yung padasal. In keeping with tradition, food and refreshments were served after. 

I think these traditions and culture of ours regarding death and dying do have their good points. I mean, these things could be a bit irritating and galling at times especially if there just seems to be too much work, inconvenience and effort involved. However, in almost all situations, these social fixtures do aid in the healing and grieving process. Wala lang. At the very least, they highlight the value of family and friends in our lives. 

Lord, I thank You for the gifts of family and friendship.

I was welcomed into a family today and I couldn't help but gush about it. 

MOA beh. Thank you talaga!

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I've been meaning to say this since the latest season of AI began but everytime I always seem to forget to put it here. 

I just think David Cook rocks and through his performances he has turned me into a fan. I think he really can win this year's AI and among the remaining finalists he definitely stands out. 

I sure hope he wins. Here's his rendition of Mariah Carey's "Always Be My Baby". When I heard this I was floored by the sheer talent with which he pulls off such a powerful, moving and amazing performance.

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Here's another great song as well as great artists. I've always liked "Alone" by Heart. From the first time I saw its music video all those years ago to the renditions my friends do during videoke sessions. 

Thanks to Youtube, I was able to watch this performance. I don't know about you, but it gave me goosebumps the first time I saw it. After n number of replays, it still does. 

Heart rocks!!! (watch niyo yung the rest of the band's performances...ang galeng talaga!!!). Go Ann and Nancy!!! (partida, they're what, at least in their 50s?)

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And finally, here's what really gave me goosebumps...

This song really means a lot to me. This was the song playing when I first knew with the utmost certainty that there is a God and that God cares for me personally and loves me so much. 

To God alone be the glory!!!

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Ayan. Will catch the replay of AI before sleeping... Hehehe. 

I miss you so much my hime! MOA MOA MOA!!!

See you tomorrow!

I love you.

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Catharsis

  • Apr. 22nd, 2008 at 10:39 PM

10:46 P.M. - Home

I'm excited about tomorrow. I'll be going to Pagsanjan to meet Len's relatives on her Mom's side. I'm really looking forward to meeting them. Uwian din naman at kasabay ko na rin si Ellen pabalik ng Maynila. She's been there since Monday for a family overnight swim thing. I would've given a lot to be there with her as originally (?) planned but due to the rather unfortunate circumstances surrounding my "summer break" before internship, my vacation plans have gone awry.

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We have 9 days to go before internship officially begins. This may seem a bit surprising but I am truly excited about it. There is definitely something magical about the prospect of having only one more year to go before finally having that "MD" appended to my name. 

Sadly, Lola wasn't able to wait one more year. She returned home to the Lord on the morning of April 10, 2008. 

I miss you La. I miss you so much.

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Lola died in her sleep and from all we could ascertain, she died peacefully. She went to sleep and woke up in heaven. For us though, the family that she left behind, her passing was a painful shock. I think I'm hiding it quite well but for me, it was much much more than that. 

When she was alive, Lola was usually the first person up and about in the mornings. She would be awake and going about her daily routine by 6 AM. In the years following her 1st stroke a couple of years ago, a noticeable decline in her cognitive function was the only neurologic residual. She was highly functional and independent. She was on maintenance medications for her long standing ischemic heart disease (manifesting as chronic atrial fibrillation) as well as for reduction of the risk of a repeat stroke (coumadin, etc), but she was active and fairly greagarious. As such, her death was really something unexpected.  

On that day, when Lola still wasn't awake at past 7 in the morning, we became concerned. My cousin went to check on her and soon after I was jolted to full consciousness when she alarmingly called me to check on Lola because she was found to be unresponsive.

My brother and I rushed upstairs, with the rest of the family close on our heels, to find her on her side, seemingly asleep. I shook her and called her name, gently at first although becoming much more forceful in mere seconds. 

She was already cold to touch. 

The details are morbidly vivid at this point. I remember the training kicking in. Automatically, I immediately did the head-tilt-chin-lift maneuver while checking for breathing and the presence of a pulse. Both were absent. I shouted for transportation to be ready while initiating CPR. Nanay was shouting and crying. Tita Lala was doing the same as well. My brother Carlo and my Tito ran down to prepare the car. I distinctly remember Nanay telling me, "Don't stop Pao. Bring her back! Buhayin mo siya!"

It took everything I had to suppress the scream of anguish that I so wanted to let out. 

I knew in my heart that she was gone. She looked dead. She was dead. I knew that nothing could be done except pray. I wanted to stop resuscitating but I couldn't.

And even if I could I don't think I would've.

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After about 3 mins of CPR, I told my brother Carlo that we had to bring Lola to the hospital. I asked him to help me carry her downstairs to the waiting vehicle. Carlo elbowed me aside and picked up Lola on his own. In the car, I continued to do CPR while my Tito Alvin (Tita Lala's husband) drove like mad to get to the Makati Medical Center ER which was nearest our house. 

About 5-8 mins later we were at the ER and as the orderlies and nurses ran to our vehicle, I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I was calling a code. While Lola was being wheeled into the ER resuscitation area, I was rattling off her pertinent medical history. I gave them everything. I wasn't going to let them waste time by asking me questions that I knew they would ask anyway so I gave them everything. 

In the end, they tried to revive Lola for 21 minutes total. They hydrated, intubated and gave her the maximum doses of epinephrine... all to no avail. 

She was gone and I knew it. I understood everything. 

Nanay, Tita, Tito and Carlo didn't. At that point they just could't. 

Don't even get me started about Lolo.

When the ER doc turned to me to say that they did all they could I told her, "Ma'am I understand. I am a medical student. My mother and aunt need the explanation infinitely more than I do. Please help me tell them."

We did that. At that time I felt so bad for understanding. I felt so bad for being the person with the knowledge. It felt so painful to be the one to say that "let's cease all the efforts to bring her back". I was the contrabida. I was the one saying that nothing more could be done 

Lola was gone.

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In retrospect, Lola's death is one of those experiences that have truly made my life unique, memorable and learning-filled. I have grown... again. Painfully it may seem, but I am grateful for the opportunity to have been with her during that particular time. 

If I wasn't, I don't think I'd be able to forgive myself. 

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God didn't take her. God didn't kill her. Her illness wasn't from God. All pain and suffering stems from the curse brought about by Adam's weakness. 

God's presence was made manifest in the fact that I was at home when it happened. I was with Lola and the rest of my family. We were ALL there. I thank God for that. I am so certain that Lola is in heaven with God. 

I look forward to seeing Lola and Tatay in heaven someday when my appointed time comes. 

La, miss ko po kayo. Pero nakakalungkot man po talaga, alam ko po na wala na pong sakit, pasakit, paghihirap, problema, atbp. kung nasaan kayo ngayon. I'll see you there someday La. 

I love you.

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We buried Lola on April 15, exactly one week to this day. I can still see how she looked like when I was called to check on her. I will never forget how it felt like to try and revive her using CPR. 

I will never ever forget my Lola. I loved her so much and I love her still. I will love her and cherish our happy times together for the rest of my life. 

Comedy rin La di ba? Wala po akong tsinelas dun sa MMC ER. Naka shorts lang and shirt na butas ang kilikili; pantulog eh. Tayo tayo ang buhok, at di pa naghihilamos. Sobrang naweirduhan siguro yung mga nurse at duktor sa pagsigaw ko dun na ala "ER" at "Grey's Anatomy" na ganun ang itsura ko...

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On the same day that she died I still had to go to the UP PGH because I was involved in a serious academic case. A paper I wrote was plagiarized by this classmate of ours; verbatim. I submitted way ahead of this person and that in itself should have meant that the burden of proving innocence from wrongdoing should have been first and foremost that person's. The document was just a reaction paper yet it was still plagiarized...
 
What ticked me off was that they (the authorities) were exploring the possibility of me willingly giving my paper to that person and asking him/her to copy it verbatim. 

Honestly, who would be that stupid to do such a thing?

I was furious at the time but I still had to go to that meeting. And I went.

This was less than 2 hours from Lola finally being declared dead at the MMC ER.

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It is a good thing that I have been cleared regarding this matter. I still believe that I shouldn't have been bothered in the first place. I could have been informed as a victim/aggrieved party and called for testimony or something during the course of the investigation. I shouldn't have been bothered with it at the start or if they did, it shouldn't have been in such a manner... 

But no, they had to write me a letter asking me to pen my own letter TO EXPLAIN the similarities of the paper I wrote on March 6,2008 to the paper that person wrote on April 1, 2008. If I didn't do some investigating and thinking of my own, then I wouldn't even have any idea how it could've happened. 

Given the circumstances, I believe I could be excused for being offended and hurt somewhat.

I think the person who discovered the issue was a bit over zealous in his/her quest to punish a wrongdoing. Even if he/she knew that I was at Lola's wake already, busy and grieving, he/she even wanted me to be the one to scan the documents I was given (including copies of my paper and the other person's paper and the letter from the department) and send them to the person who did the plagiarizing...

Tama ba naman yun?

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All things considered, I am still praying that this particular classmate of mine won't be given the maximum penalty (which is a one year suspension). Interns na kami for crying out loud. Sayang. I don't bear him/her any grudge whatsoever. I just hope he/she realizes the gravity of such an offense... Tingin ko naman oo.  

It was a lapse in that person's judgement. That person is not a habitual offender and should be given a second chance. 

However, due process has to be followed, at least that's what the college is saying at the moment. The department involved is quite adamant with their recommendation of a year's suspension.

I hope this gets resolved with everyone getting the best out of it, given the circumstances.

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I apologize. This was a catharsis of sorts. 

I am okay. Really. It's just that it's frustrating that most of my summer break has again not gone according to plan. However, this last week before internship looks to be promising in terms of me getting that much needed R and R, starting with Pagsanjan tomorrow!!! Yay!

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 Thanks to those who came to Lola's wake. Ang daming tao araw araw! At ang dami pang nakipaglibing!

Lola would have loved and appreciated that. 

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Sorry my hime. I just had to let everything out. 

I miss you so much. I can't wait to be with you tomorrow!

I love you dear. 

MOA.

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Tiny Dancer

  • Apr. 7th, 2008 at 3:10 PM
len, love
3:20 PM - Home

It's been 3 days since Clerkship officially ended. I have 3 weeks off for much needed rest and recreation. Internship begins on May 1 but that's still 20 plus days away. Hehehe. Hopefully, I get to make the most out of this abbreviated summer break of ours. 

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A belated "Thank you" is in order for all those who greeted me last March 21. The day was made even more special by your thoughtfullness. It was a bit difficult to celebrate on that day because it coincided with this year's Good Friday but I would have to say that it was one of the best and more meaningful birthdays I have ever had. It was a blessing that I was on pre duty status on that day so I had the afternoon off. Len and I spent the afternoon together then I was able to go home to my family that evening. Thank you so much for the amazing presents dear! 

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I'm sure most of you have watched Cameron Crowe's "Almost Famous". I don't know about you, but this particular scene made such an impact on me, mainly because of the amazing song they all eventually ended up singing. It's been 2 or 3 years (or maybe even more) since I saw the movie and I've always wondered what the song's title was and who wrote/performed it. Now, thanks to Youtube I have the answers. The title is "Tiny Dancer" and it was written and performed by no less than the great Elton John himself. He may have his faults but he sure is an amazingly gifted musician! Here's the "Almost Famous" clip:
  
Now here's a young Elton John performing the same song. Nakakakilabot. Hehehe. Ang galing!


Wala lang. Pagbigyan ako at bakasyon ko naman!!! Hehehe. Kinda makes me wish I really did learn how to play the piano. Lolz! 

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I miss you so much Len. Hehehe. MOA dear! Excited na ako for EK and the outing!

I love you my hime. 

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Quick Post - Small Holiday

  • Mar. 3rd, 2008 at 2:03 PM

2:10 PM - UPCM Library

It's two hours away from our exam in Family and Community Medicine. I'm taking a breather of sorts. I'm done reviewing (well, I would like to think so) but this is Med school and one can never really be fully prepared. 

A part of me wishes that they could give me marks for my advocacies and passions. An A for my patriotic zeal would be nice. Maybe a big, heavy, shiny medal for choosing to champion the cause of the 5 star Filipino physician perhaps? 

I'm joking of course. But to be honest, sometimes I do wish that grades were given for the things that really do matter like faith, integrity, love, character and so on and so forth. On second thought, I'd rather that this becomes one of my wishes that would never ever come true. These noble and true concepts are too valuable to be trivialized by such niceties as grades. Imagine someone cheating just to get a hundred in integrity... I shudder at the thought. 

Jokes are still half meant though. =.P

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Well, so much for a small holiday. Now on to writing my requirement papers for the rotation. 

I have the mind of Christ!

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Hey there Dear! Hehehe. Ang cute natin sa picture! Nyaknyaknyaknyak! 

MK!

 

 

Wow!

  • Feb. 29th, 2008 at 1:38 PM
len, love

1:40 PM - a Netcafe near the UP College of Medicine

Sent part of my previous entry to Inquirer's Youngblood yesterday. I'm really crossing my fingers that it gets published. =.D

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I was extremely touched by what Ellen wrote in her blog (www.ellenlicup.blogspot.com) as her Valentine's 2008 post. I couldn't help but be moved to tears by the beauty and truth of what she wrote. Hehehe. At least now, I can say with the most heartfelt of convictions that tears of joy are definitely among the most wondrous gifts God has so generously given us.

Wow! 

Dear, I don't think I'd be able to reply to that entry as eloquently and as beautifully as you did. I don't think I'd even dare. Thank you so much dear. 

I love you my hime. 

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No matter what they may say, I am proud to be Filipino. I love my country and I will serve her and her people. 

Dugong bayani ang nananalaytay sa aking mga ugat.

Ako ay Pilipino. 

I wouldn't have it any other way.

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Heartsong

  • Feb. 24th, 2008 at 10:47 PM
gitara black and white
10:47 PM - An Internet cafe near the UP College of Medicine

The past days have been physically exhausting for me but immensely enjoyable. Our group has been out in the field every day since Wednesday, and while I pretend to complain about the "toxicity" like my other groupmates (only for the sake of not offending their more or less conventional medical sensibilities), I am finding out that I am really having a great time out in the community. I suppose this just serves to affirm the song that's been playing in my heart ever since I ventured into the unknown that is Medicine school.

No matter how many other factors and forces have found their way into my life, my heartsong has essentially remained unchanged.

It has always been and it will always be, a song of service.

And it is getting louder.

This is who I am. This is how I am. This is what I am. This is my Assignment. Praise God because I know that He is constantly affirming me in this belief.

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Conventional thinking has shaped much of our society's present perception of what a physician should be. If being a doctor was a stage play, the costumes would all be variations of only two themes: the white coat or the operating room scrub suit. In the dialogue, there would always be a reference to THE/A SPECIALTY. The scenario would always have to be played out in an office or in the hospital. The acting would mainly revolve around surgeries, consultations, physical examinations, prescriptions and medications. The characters would all have such big recognizable names as SURGEON, ONCOLOGIST, INTERNIST, OPHTHALMOLOGIST, RADIOLOGIST, OTOLARYNGOLOGIST and so on and so forth. The plot would be reinventions of tried and true formulas such as SERVICE and DOING GOOD and SAVING LIVES and MAKING A DIFFERENCE and DISCOVERING THAT BREAKTHROUGH DRUG and ERADICATING THAT SCOURGE OF A DISEASE and a MILLION MORE subthemes/plot twists/etc.

And such a play would, for lack of any other word, be simply amazing. At the very least, it would inspire others to aspire to the physician's role and at its purest, it will instill in the viewer the genuine desire to make a difference and touch lives and change the world. In all its entirety, it shows the great power we doctors wield and the great good that we can do. Thanks to the wonders of modern forms of entertainment, we readily see all of these. We don't have to overstretch our imaginations to have a good idea of what I'm talking about. The things romanticized by shows like Grey's Anatomy, House, Scrubs, ER, etc on TV and in movies are based on fact. These things do happen albeit not as entertainingly appealing as they are usually portrayed. These things in themselves are amazing. These things that we doctors do are truly extraordinary. It is because of the nature of what we do with our minds, hearts and hands that we are placed upon some sort of a pedestal by society whether we like to or not. 

However, I cannot find satisfaction in all of these. I cannot bring myself to accept that such things are the "be all and end all" of this path that I have chosen. These are great things. These are amazing things. These are truly wondrous things. Society says that I should be content.

However, in my heart, there is this fire burning and in its searing flames I have come to understand that I cannot let myself be shackled and restrained with such chains no matter how great, wondrous or amazing they are.

There is much much more to being a physician.

You can call me arrogant if you would so wish, but I hope what I've been saying has been stirring up something in you.

Because after almost 6 years of training, I am coming to the conclusion that getting that "MD" appended to my name is the easy part. Other letters that could and would come after are likewise relatively effortless to gain.

If one so chooses, one gets to realize that the most difficult thing about being a doctor is that by being a doctor one has no choice but to care about EVERYTHING.

An exaggeration? Perhaps. But it is true. Health from the individual to the global level is very special in that it does not and cannot exist in a vacuum. If you take the time to think about it, any social institution or entity such as law, politics, government, environmental issues, education, religion, poverty, values, morality, media, etc, etc has at the very least the potential to profoundly affect health and healthcare delivery in ANY society.

This is precisely the situation in our country. Our country's healthcare system has been called everything from pathetic to hopeless. I think the main reason why our nation's health care problems remain unresolved is that our country's leaders both within and without the field of health do not understand its delicate nature. At the risk of being redundant, health cannot and does not exist in a vacuum. As such, our nation's current culture of traditional politics, grandstanding, deal making, instant gratification and knee jerk reactionary palliative measures all contribute to the further deterioration of our healthcare system. Without addressing this fundamental mistake our thinkers have regarding health no legislation will succeed. No number of Doctors to the Barrios or Pinoy MDs will be enough. No number of health centers built or barangay health workers trained would matter. No programs would truly be successfully implemented.The pun is intended, but the Philippine Healthcare System is severely diseased. The irony is,we Filipino physicians, its supposed primary champions and defenders, are too afraid to go out of our comfort zones that we refuse to acknowledge this truth: Health cannot be perceived as an isolated entity and along the same vein, we cannot allow ourselves to be caged by the meaning of the word "doctor" as currently known by our society. Our talents, energies and skills have been misdirected, misplaced, abused and even blatantly exported/exploited for the longest time. It is now time to fully realize our true potential as physicians. It is time for us to search for, analyze and address root causes. In the process, we would inevitably have to shed our white coats and OR scrubs for what could be seen as simpler but no less important clothing. We would most likely be asked to wear different hats and don other costumes. We may find ourselves behind pulpits rather than behind our office tables. We may find ourselves underneath hastily erected meeting halls rather than air conditioned consultation rooms. We may find ourselves in the streets or in classrooms or in the House or Senate. We may even be given the opportunity to die for this country. We should all be ready and willing.

We are physicians. We are Filipino physicians. The "MDs" which have been or which will be appended to our names are there to remind us that we have much more responsibility and duty than personal gain or entitlement. As Filipino doctors we are expected to be Healers, Leaders, Educators, Researchers and Community Mobilizers of AND for the Philippines.

It is only by fully assuming our roles that we can truly heal the ailments of our nation and its people.

Our Health Care System needs us. Our country needs us. Our people need us.                  

Kung hindi tayo, Sino? Kung hindi ngayon, Kailan?

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I believe that Pastor Jun's teaching at church this morning gave me affirmation as to the current direction of my medical training. Lately, I have been having a lot of doubts as to whether this desire of mine to break away from the conventional MD tracks is the most prudent of things to have. I suppose that given such, it is but natural that my main concern is in the area of Provision. I am afraid that by planning to not conform to the norms in medicine, I might not be able to provide for my family as well as the family of my own that I (We - hi Dear!) hope to have in the future. The realities of what I speak of are known to all of us of the World.

However, as Pastor Jun taught this morning, I have come to the revelation that I have nothing to fear. I may still be in the World but I am now no longer of the World. As long as I am a Believer, Tither and Sower I shouldn't be afraid. By being these things, I am first seeking out God's kingdom and as Christ Himself assured us, all these things shall be provided for. As a Christian, I have been empowered by the Spirit to proclaim and live by the Word, to Heal and get Wealth. Individually, I am a king and a priest. Corporately, I am a king. And as such, I will always have provision. As a Sower, I will always have my Harvest!

I have constantly been praying about all of this. So far, I know that God has been speaking to my heart. This is my assignment and here, I will grow the most and further His Word, Work and Ways.

Praise God!

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In everything Dear, we are together.

MK.

MK means...

Love you Dear.                     

Quick Post...

  • Feb. 18th, 2008 at 4:37 PM
gitara black and white
4:45 PM - UP College of Medicine Library

In all honesty, there is this small part of me that expected to see a good number of comments/reactions to my previous post. Poor conceited me. Hehehe. 

Sana lang marami rami pa'ng makabasa. I suppose I should be glad that there seems to be a resurgence of interest in health issues here in the UPCM as well as outside. Yun nga lang, minsan medyo lihis na sa mga dapat talagang pagtuunan ng pansin ang mga nauungkat na mga usaping pangkalusugan. Madalas, nakukulayan ng ulterior motives, personal/institutional/organizational agendas, etc. Kumbaga nawawalan ng saysay ang mga dapat sana'y makabuluhang mga bagay. 

Pero yun nga. At least napaguusapan. It's a start. I just hope this apparent renewed interest in health and health care issues would linger about long enough for me to  flesh out my ideas and further concretize them. 

Ika nga nila, any publicity is good publicity.
 
I believe that this is my Assignment. I was put into this position and under these circumstances to fully realize the potential that He has given me. 

Again, there seems to be no "Hallelujah chorus", no flashes of lightning nor peals of thunder.

I just know. 

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I finally got rid of the "Tragically Blue" title of my blog. 

Significant yun. Pramis. 

Di ba? =P

Malapit ko nang isunod yung email address.

Renewal of the Mind.  

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I'm actually thinking of reposting my previous entry on my Friendster and Multiply accounts. I've never been a fan of having multiple blogs so I really don't know yet. 

Pag-iisipan ko pa. 

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Wala lang. 

MOA. 

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After 26 Weeks...

  • Feb. 12th, 2008 at 12:17 PM
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05:55 PM - UP College of Medicine Library

Ayos din ang LJ noh? On your homepage, it conveniently informs you of the number of weeks since you've last posted anything. My last entry was 26 weeks ago. That's more than half a year of "written silence", so to speak. 

"26 weeks", my blog seems to say accusingly. "Lopao, parang gusto ko nang magtampo. Napakarami nang nangyari sa buhay mo wala man lamang balita. Ni ha, ni ho, wala."

Fine. Here's to finally breaking half a year of "silence".

Hindi to kwento ng clerkship, well not exactly, but if you were looking for tales of IV/NGT insertions, blood extractions, pap smears, internal examinations, digital rectal exams, difficult ER cases, interesting diseases, OR stories and even liaisons ala Grey's Anatomy or House MD then this isn't one of those posts. Some other time maybe, but most likely no. I am in no mood for such trivialities. 

"Pa'no nang mga "fans" mo?"

Oo na nga. Pero hindi ganun.

Ready? 

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It's not that I have anything to hide. Di din naman ako depressed. I may still have some of my pet peeves and problems but I'm actually feeling the best I have had in years. 

Shucks. Mukhang tama nga ata si Letli (and I think nasabi ko na rin ito before or something very similar to it). I write the most when I'm hurt or down or angry or sad or mad, etc. I write the most when I'm not okay. I guess that's why I've never really been able to write my best. Because as far as I can tell, I don't think I've ever written at my best. I mean, there's so much that I want to articulate, especially now, but whenever I try to pen them down or type them up I find myself grasping for words as if these were straws or sand or whatever. 

Like many things in my life, I believe this should change. 

And change it (they) will. 

Changes are actually happening now. 

Good changes. Amazing changes. Life-defining changes.

You can go ahead and sue me for being redundant, but as I said, I have never felt this good in ages. Maybe even ever, but since I have sometimes been a man of excessive superlatives in the past I think I should say these things with a little bit of reservation. 

Pero di nga. Hehehe. Masaya ako. Masayang masayang masaya. 

Kasi MK. 

Among other things.  

Love you dear!

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The past 5 weeks have simply been amazing. 5 weeks out of the aforementioned 26, I have been experiencing the Word as I have never experienced it before. It's a bit surprising how natural everything feels. Sabi nga nung kanta, "as the deer panteth for the water so my soul longeth after Thee". For the past 5 Sundays I have been drinking in God's Word like never before. Walang kilig, Walang "Hallelujah" chorus sa background. Walang kakaibang feeling. Walang mainit na pakiramdam. 

Walang Himala.

Walang ganun. 

Ang meron lang ay ang Katotohanan. No more no less but more than enough. Definitely much much more.  

What I have received is the unshakeable certainty that I am being taught the Truth. I am learning the Truth and by the Grace of God, I will speak of and live out the Truth. 

I suppose some of you are thoughtfully biting your lips right now and wondering, "What is Lopao talking about?" Check out the book of John, chapter 3. It wouldn't take too much of your time. 

What happens after is your own story to tell. I'd be very glad to hear it.
 
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It's been nearly a year since our community medicine elective in Palawan but the lessons I learned during that brief time remain relevant and meaningful to me more so with everything I have experienced so far as a clinical clerk.
 
This may seem weird to most people but I don't think I would be doing hospital practice after I finish med school.

There. I've finally put that into writing. 

Mind you. It wasn't easy. 

Sabi nga ni Ma'am Portia, kung di daw nakasulat, hindi nangyari. I just hope what I write here doesn't come back to haunt me in the future. But anyway...  

I always tell people that things are rarely writ in stone but at this point of my life I really can't see myself as a hospital doctor. Don't get me wrong. I used to think that the white coated image of your typical physician was a really amazing thing and I think I still do. It's just that my experiences in the nearly 6 years I've already spent in medical school have altered my perceptions somewhat.

On the other hand, this doesn't mean that I would automatically be a "doctor to the barrios" or a community physician or an underpaid, overworked jaded government doctor. That would be noble indeed but I also know now that such things should never be romanticized. I know enough now to at least not make that mistake. 

Knee jerk reactions kasi eh. Pag sinasabi ko na mukhang hindi ko gustong magpractice sa hospital, nag-iiba na agad ang ihip ng hangin. It's either they're going to laugh at your apparent folly or they'd applaud you for "taking the road less travelled". It's hard to articulate but I sure would like to try. But it's not as simple as choosing one over the other. I don't think it's even an issue of one path over the other. It's not even serving the underserved or return of service or helping others or any other similar concept. It's much much bigger than all of that. 

 Magulo na ba? Mukha nga eh. Nahihirapan akong isulat to. Parang gustong sumabog ng dibdib ko. Mukhang di ko ata maipapaliwanag nang husto. Basta. Hindi issue ang kung ano bang klaseng duktor ako magiging. Mababaw lang yun kung tutuusin. Ewan ko kung naiintindihan mo. Ewan ko kung maisusulat ko ba ng maayos. Bahala na. Tao lang. Kung may tanong ka, tanong ka lang. Itanong mo lang.
 
Watch Michael Moore's documentary "Sicko". I think it will help you to understand me more. I think.   

The issue is, I want to change the Philippine Health Care System. I am calling for Universal Health Care for the Filipino NOW, without exceptions. I am calling for equity in terms of health care. Our country's health care system is pathetic and it has to change. Matagal na natin tong alam. Madami na ring nagsabi nito at madami na ring nagtankang ayusin ang mga mali sa sistema. Hindi na to bago. 

Hindi na nga ba bago? Nag let's DOH it na tayo. May doctors to the barrios at leaders for health. Mahigit isang dekada nang may decentralization of health care. May educational campaigns for disease eradication, vaccination, herbal medicines, etc.  Wala pang dalawang taon ang Pinoy MD program. At siempre. May Philippine General Hospital. May UP College of Medicine.

Maybe everyone's been trying to address all of these problems the wrong way. Well meaning luminaries of the Health Care field have come up with all sorts of programs to reinvent, rejuvenate and even resurrect Philippine Health Care to no avail. I think I know why. 

Fine. Mayabang na kung mayabang. Kung mali man ako, feel free to bring me down. Besides, I don't think something like this is an original idea. Di pa naman ganun kakapal ang mukha ko. If there are people out there with similar views or even dissenting ones, let's talk. At the very least, I think such conversations would be very interesting indeed. 

Anyway, I digress. Back to my previous statement:

I think I know why. 

Little has resulted from our efforts to overhaul our health care system because we've tried to attack the problem as if it existed in a vacuum. We've failed to realize that to transform such a corrupted and pathetic system we need to address ALL of our country's other problems. Poverty, poor governance, lack of education, corruption, crime, degradation of morality, graft, unemployment, etc, etc, etc. You name it. All of these whether individually, in tandem, or collectively impact health care and health care delivery. Indirectly or directly they affect our nation's health and health care. Sa madaling salita, para matugunan ang ating mga problemang pangkalusugan, kailangan nating matugunan ang mga prublema natin bilang bansa. 

Alas, it is when I get to this particular point that I get the feeling of being overwhelmed by the immensity of the problem. Madali na lang na balewalain eh. Madali na lang na sabihin na "ang galing ko naman. Naisip ko to!" Ayan. I have my conclusions. I could already write an interesting enough essay on the topic. I suppose I could even maybe write a policy paper on it. Pero hanggang ganun na lang ba?

One lesson I got from the 3rd UP Global Health Course is that by identifying a problem, one is now empowered to understand it. Once one understands a problem (or in my case, I think I understand the problem) one is now placed in a position to be able to do something about it. However, one still has to take the most important step, without which one would never be able to do anything about a problem. 

One has to own the problem.

Problema ko ito. Itong pagkakaroon natin ng bulok at buktot na sistemang pangkalusugan? Problema ko ito.
 
Problema ko ito. Oo. Bulok at buktot ang kabuuan ng sistema ng ating bansa. Problema ko ito. 

I think I've gone on long enough for this entry. Pagod ka na siguro sa kababasa (kung nagbasa ka nga). One last question for you:

Being Filipino/Filipina, don't you think these things are your problem too?

I think I have mentioned this before, somewhere or somewhen... If we start to take action and do something about all of these, it is most likely that our efforts wouldn't be bearing fruit in our lifetimes. But still. Are you willing to own these problems? And if you are, then what can we do?

Because I believe that there are a lot of things that we can do. I also know that I cannot  solve this problem on my own. 

I suppose that's why I've written this...whatever this is. 

Are you with me?

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Kinikilabutan ako sa mga sinasabi ko.
 
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I love you MK.         

  

 

Post OB GYN Post

  • Aug. 10th, 2007 at 3:26 PM
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3:45 PM - The Orange Netcafe Across the UPCM

Ngerks. Nakakatawa naman. Ang cute pala nung itsura ng subject heading ko. Hahaha. No pun intended. para tuloy lalong na-highlight yung "OB GYN".

Wala lang.

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My last blog entry was a little over a month ago, just before I began my OB GYN rotation. Now, it's been two whole days since my OB rotation ended. I'm not sure if this is part of the "shifting dullness" phenomenon in between rotations, but i am surprising myself with something that I am a bit hesitant to admit. Hahaha. I can actually hear your mischievous laugh and see the naughty twinkle in your eyes as you triumphantly shout, "I TOLD YOU SO!"

Part of me is missing OB...

Sheesh.

During a lull sa 24 hour LR/DR duty...hanging out at the nursery (I delivered this baby btw)


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OB was physically draining, taxing and exhausting. OB was emotionally draining, taxing and exhausting. Spiritually and morally nga challenging din eh. Subukan niyo lang maka-encounter ng 5 year old victim of sexual abuse, abortionist mothers with no remorse whatsoever, mothers of 7 or more children with no work nor homes to speak of, o di kaya'y 19 year olds who have already gone through three pregnancies...Susubukan at susubukin ka rin talaga.

Pero nakakamiss...shucks. Ang labo.

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In terms of the course content and academic load, the rotation was surprisingly fair and enjoyable. Opportunities for skills development were more than adequate and I am extremely grateful for the chance to hone my clinical skills which weren't  just limited to those particularly needed and tailored for OB GYN.

Hindi na ako nanginginig mag blood extraction. Mabilis na rin akong mag insert ng IV line. Madali na para sa akin ang maginsert ng foley catheter. Totoong nakakahanap AT nakakadinig na ako ng fetal heart tones. Palagay ko na kahit papano ay kaya ko nang magpaanak ng OB normals sa community. Mas malakas na ang loob kong magtahi ng episiotomy incisions and perineal lacerations. Pwede na ang aking galing sa paggawa at pagbabasa ng tracing ng IPM/CST at NST. Sa wakas, sa pamamagitan ng internal examinations na aking ginawa at ginabayan ng aming mga residente, alam ko na kung ano ang pakiramdam na makahawak ng intact bag of waters, ano ang tunay na ibig sabihin ng "fully dilated cervix" at kahit far from being proficient pa rin, I am close to unraveling the mystery of how one measures the dilatation and effacement of the cervix during the course of labor. Madami pa akong kailangang malaman and my skills are still far from proficient even but during the month long rotation my learning experiences served to assure me that I am truly capable of growing as a physician. Kasi kahit ako, nakita ko yung skills development sa sarili ko.

Pag nagbabasa ka lang kasi ng libro o kaya nakikinig lang ng lecture, pakiramdam mo wala ka pa rin talagang alam. Iba talaga kung karanasan na ang magtuturo.

Nagpapasalamat din ako na napakarami kong pagkakataon na nasamahan ang mga pasyente na magpa ultrasound sa Gyne UTZ or sa Perinatology. There were times when the black and white fuzzy images really did seem to make sense especially if the Perinatology or Ultrasound fellow was in the mood for teaching. Kahit papano naman naniniwala ako na hindi nalimitahan sa aral na "Kailangan laging may dalang dry sheet sa ultrasound pag dinudugo ang pasyente" ang mga oras na itinagal ko sa pagsama sa mga pasyente namin sa ultrasound.

I also value my in rotation Operating Room exposure and experiences. Na-toxic lang talaga ako nung isang beses when I had to assist in a case coming from another toxic 24 hour tour of duty at the Labor Room/Delivery Room. I had to prepare about 17 specimens from the operation and was able to go home at way past 3 in the afternoon. Bangag bangag pero ganun talaga. Go lang. Ang mahalaga may natutunan ako di ba? =.)

Virtually all of my OB Admitting section and Labor Room/Delivery room duties were toxic and truly tiring except maybe for the last couple or so. Medyo selfish I know but the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit "code black" status during the last week of of our rotation came as a welcome relief of sorts. This meant no new admissions for toxic newborns because of the severely taxed resources and facilities of the PGH Department of Pediatrics. This translated to much much less work for the OB GYN staff of which we were part of for a month.

Hmmm...I guess malaking factor din yun. Isang buwan ka rin kasing magrorotate in service. One month of 24 hour duties, summary rounds, charting, running for labs and OR assists. One month to get to know your interns and residents a little beyond the usual perfunctory formalities of professional and collegiate relationships.

Ganito kasi yan. Kapag pare pareho na kayong amoy amniotic fluid, dugo at ihi ng alas tres na ng madaling araw...Kapag pare parehas kayong di nakatulog nang magdamag dahil may sobrang toxic kayong pasyente...Kapag wala na kayong maaasahan kung hindi ang isa't isa na mapaanak nang maluwalhati ang isang inang kanina pa namimilipit sa sakit ng paglalabor...Kapag nakita niyo na ang isa't isa na umiyak, magalit, mapamura, magdabog at mag-away dahil sa sobrang pagod...Kapag hindi na residente, intern o clerk lamang ang turingan kundi mga taong kailangan talagang magdamayan at magtulungan...    Iba na yun.

The closest word that comes to mind when i remember all of this is "family".

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And like family, there were a lot of painful moments and trying times. I wouldn't be a hypocrite and say that everything was smooth sailing at the very least from my vantage point as a greenhorn, near-ignorant clerk.  At this point in our training we are at the very bottom of the hierarchy. We are practically the dregs of the food chain.  There were quite a number of  times when resentment  almost  succeeded in taking over my heart as I grudgingly (tao lang naman) followed up lab results or ran specimens in the wee hours of the morning.

What stopped me was the constant realization that with every little errand or seemingly insignificant piece of scut work I did, I was helping my blockmates, our interns, our residents, the department, the hospital and MOST IMPORTANTLY our PATIENTS in the best way that I could.

I also came to appreciate that if I wasn't constantly challenged in rotation by my seniors I definitely wouldn't have learned as much. Kaya maraming maraming salamat po talaga.

Ma'am Bang, Ma'am Karen, Ma'am Marie, Ma'am Grace, Sir Tom, Ma'am Dada, Ma'am Adelle, Ma'am Helen, Ma'am Godi, Ma'am Carla and Ma'am Jen...Thank you po nang marami. Pasensiya na po sa mga kakulangan namin at super pasensiya po sa mga kakulangan at pagkakamali ko. Salamat po sa pagtuturo at paggabay. I'm not exactly an OB GYN fan/diehard but I am quite surprised and pleased (so dapat ba "pleasantly surprised"?) to say that I am looking forward to seeing and working with you in OB next year in internship.

2 months yun. Hahaha. Check my blog again next year post OB GYN...We can never can tell ika nga nila (bwahahaha). I might be singing a slightly different tune by then.

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To our interns...maraming maraming salamat din sa inyo. Hopefully, matuloy nga talaga tayong maka gimik nang sama sama. Thank you for welcoming us as colleagues and peers. Thank you din for all the brotherly/sisterly advice and support. We also owe you a lot kaya masaya yung rotation.

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To the patients I ministered to and cared for indirectly or directly, thank you din. You will always be in my prayers and memories. Di man as vividly as time will inevitably go by, the lessons I learned from you will always be part of me as I grow to be the physician and healer I believe I was fated to be. I have all the intentions of making a difference and doing significant things in the field of medicine, Philippine medicine in particular, and all of you are now part of my formation.

Thank you din to Mrs AO who named her baby "Paolo" after the doctor who delivered her baby and stuck with her through the painful process of birthing. Ma'am, it was a very great honor.

Baby Paolo...Hehehe.
 

At siyempre, to my blockmates. Iba talaga tayo. Hehehe. Wala lang. I couldn't have asked for better blockmates than you guys. Cheesy na kung cheesy. Here's to us future physicians!

L-R: Doc Myka, Doc Lopao and Doc James (kaming tatlo yung halos laging magkasama nung rotation)


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To small holidays, detox and post duty privileges...thank you too. 888. MOA to the nth level.

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And to my Master the Great Healer, no words are enough to glorify, praise and thank You. Basta maraming maraming salamat din po. Patuloy Niyo po akong gabayan... Ad Majorem dei Gloriam.

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Emergency Medicine ako for the next two weeks. Tapos Anesthesiology for another two weeks. Go lang. Hehehe. Sana tong malaise and cough I've been having for the past 3 days ay hindi magtuloy tuloy into something more serious...I think the cough's resolving na naman and am comforted by the fact that it's only slightly prouctive with whitish phlegm. No fever or other symptoms.

I've lost 2 to 3 kilograms in the past month but I attribute it to OB. Hehehe. My pants fit better once again. LOLZ!!!

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Wala lang. Hello MK! MOA! MOA! MOA!

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I wish my stethoscope would come back to me someday...I lost it in rotation sa OB. I still believe. Huhuhuhuh. I have to...Littman kaya yun!

Finally: What Happened in Palawan...

  • Jul. 9th, 2007 at 2:52 PM
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2:53 PM - A Netcafe in front of the UPCM

Less than 2 days to go before my OB GYN rotation starts. Ate Ghea was right. Now that my clerkship begins for real in a couple of days I find myself a bit stunned by how fast time does fly. Hehehe.

Anyway, I finally finished writing my article on the Palawan community medicine elective that I took last summer. I have no illusions regarding its literary value but it more or less encapsulates what we did there. Hmmm...minus the descriptions of the beaches, food, people, etc...This is intended for the UPCM newsletter after all.

Am pleased that I was finally able to write all of this down. As Dra. Portia Marcelo often says, "Unless you write it down it didn' t happen."

Ma'am, Palawan happened...Big time. =.)

Oh and before we go to the article, I would just like to say that our presentation on the elective last week during the Tuesday conference fo faculty and students was a success. Yay!

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MOA to the nth level MK...

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Living the Adventure: Medicine in the Philippines

 The 2007 Palawan Community Medicine Elective

Paolo Victor N. Medina

UP College of Medicine Class 2009

 

 

            As part of the Intarmed – Organ systems Integration curriculum of the UPCM, incoming clinical clerks (LU 6) are given the option to take a summer off-campus elective course for their academic as well as personal edification. For the summer of 2007, one such course was a community medicine elective in the island province of Palawan. Looking back at the experience, I can’t help but feel so privileged and blessed to have been one of the ten then incoming clerks who took the elective.

 

            The elective was a brainchild of Dr. Jaime Galvez-Tan who wanted to offer a different off-campus elective for LU 6 students. The 21 day course was basically of the community immersion/exposure type under the field preceptorship of Dr. Jose Antonio Socrates of UPCM Class 1974. Doc Soc as we fondly came to call him, is an orthopedic surgeon by training, a community medicine advocate and practitioner by calling and also served as Provincial Health Officer of Palawan a few years ago. Doc Soc was also conferred the 2007 Sasakawa Award by the WHO in recognition of his work in community medicine.

 

We were based at the Bahatala (Bahay, Hawak, Tayo, Lakad) Rehabilitation Center for the first nine days of the elective. Bahatala is the community based physical rehabilitation facility under the management and leadership of Doc Soc and his wife Ma’am Cecille. The facility mainly caters to the physical therapy and physical rehabilitation needs of the underserved and underprivileged of Palawan. It offers free consultations, limb prostheses, physical therapy/rehabilitation sessions, fracture treatment, etc. The center’s services aren’t only limited to orthopedic and rehabilitation cases. It has its fair share of medical consults for other diseases in which thorough assessments and prompt referrals would be made as part of exhaustive efforts to help its mostly poor and marginalized patients.

 

In Bahatala, the ten of us “shadowed” Doc Soc as he ministered to patients who would come from all over Palawan just to avail of its free medical and social services. What was striking about our patient encounters in Bahatala was that patient empowerment and rational (i.e. conservative) treatment formed the main framework of Dr. Socrates’ healing philosophy. Patient education was central to the treatment regimens that Doc Soc would come up with since most of them had the patient and his/her family as the main players in his/her healing and recovery. Home treatment/recuperation was also preferred over hospitalization keeping in mind the comfort and limited resources of available to the patients. Much importance was also placed on addressing the effects of the social determinants of health such as poverty, education or the lack thereof, etc. on the patient and his/her family. Dr Socrates’ methods served to highlight the fact that these things have such an impact on a person’s illness more so for the underserved and marginalized sectors of society. “Shadowing” also meant that we were with Dr. Socrates a he made his “clinical rounds” around Puerto Princesa city and its outskirts. These were in essence home visits in which medicine was brought to the people in their respective communities effectively alleviating the cost to limited resources as well as lost livelihood opportunities that invariably come with prolonged hospitalizations. Such a practice by Dr. Socrates also encouraged and enabled patients and their families to play a larger and more active role in their treatment and recovery. Patient empowerment was clearly manifest and evident. Patients with fractures were undergoing traction in the relative comfort of their own homes. Casts were adjusted or removed by the patient or his/her family under the supervision and instruction of Dr. Socrates. Rehabilitation methods and techniques that were initially taught to the patients and their families by the Bahatala staff were also monitored and followed up during these visits.

 

During our stay in Puerto Princesa we also worked with Dr. Edith Miguel, who is also an alumna of the UPCM and herself a WHO Sasakawa awardee for 2006. We were part of her field medical team for her community based health programs on a couple of occasions, serving in the municipality of Roxas as well as in Barangay Mangingisda, a marginalized coastal community in the outskirts of Puerto Princesa.

 

After our sojourn in Puerto Princesa we backpacked to 4 other municipalities in the northern region of Palawan. First stop was Dumaran, an island municipality which was 5 hours from the mainland municipality of Roxas by pump boat. Riding the waves for such an extended period of time on that seemingly too frail pump boat was an unforgettable experience in itself which only added to the adventure undertone for our whole Palawan stay. We stayed in Dumaran for 4 days and 3 nights, gaining much insight from its Municipal Health Officer, Dr, Juan Mabutas, a veteran of the “doctors to the barrios” program of the DOH. From him, we learned about the oftentimes delicate idiosyncrasies and fickle nature of working as an MHO. We heard from him firsthand, the difficulties and challenges he’s had to endure to become an effective public health practitioner and advocate in the context of devolution brought about by the local government code. We helped out at the Rural Health Unit in Dumaran by seeing some patients and were impressed at some of Dr. Mabutas’ imaginative programs such as the “Beat Watch”, an incentives and rewards project for the Dumaran Barangays to come up with programs at the barangay level for the betterment of the community. Such projects were designed to encourage more community involvement from the Dumaran folk in terms of their health care and overall community development. We were also able to interview known “hilots” in the island who gamely answered our questions and shared their insights on health care in their own communities. One of them even agreed to demonstrate his technique of using patients’ pulses to diagnose their ills and let two of the group experience his massage method of healing.

 

From Dumaran, we returned to the mainland and stayed in the municipality of Roxas for 3 days and 2 nights. We were billeted at the Roxas Medicare Hospital through the generosity of Dr. Cagape, the hospital’s lone doctor. Our stay here served as a reality check since the idyllic sights and experiences of the previous 2 municipalities somehow attenuated the realities that constitute the Philippine Health Care System. Dra. Cagape was the only doctor in the Medicare Hospital serving as its attending physician/surgeon on duty/obstetrician on duty/hospital administrator. The rest of the hospital staff consisting of a midwife and nurses had to undergo additional training in attending to patients by necessity in an attempt to offset the facility’s lack of doctors. Manpower was only one of the many issues of the hospital. Among other concerns, there was also that constant lack of equipment and resources to contend with as well as the sad fact that the hospital did not have running water whatsoever. I could only imagine the superhuman effort that running such a facility on a daily basis requires from Dra. Cagape.

 

In Roxas, we were also able to interview its Municipal Health Officer, Dr. Leo Salvino. He quite candidly shared with us his frustrations at the challenges of working as an MHO but was also quite animated as he told us about the methods which he came up with to circumvent at least some of these difficulties. One particular project which he was evidently proud of was the Roxas Social Health Insurance Program. Funded by NGO’s the program is a socialized health insurance scheme designed to benefit the people of Roxas. The management team for the program consisted of Dr. Salvino as chairperson, Dra. Cagape as vice chairperson and officials of the LGU serving as members. He cited it as an example of how cooperation among the officials of the LGU and its health care practitioners can be of great benefit to the community especially within the context of devolution. We were also able to hold a Focus Group Discussion with the Barangay Health Committee of Barangay Minarra, Roxas where we were able to determine the interplay among the RHU, municipal authorities and the community in terms of health care as a consequence of community development.

 

We left Roxas for El Nido where we stayed for a couple of days for some rest and recreation. We were supposed to interview the resort town’s municipal health officer but were counseled against it by Dr. Soc and Ma’am Cecille. El Nido’s MHO was apparently preparing to take the nursing board examinations and for all intents and purposes was just biding his time and awaiting his chance to leave the country. For me, the realization of the implications of this on the state of our health care system was quite saddening. It was a nagging and persistent thought, one that even the breathtaking beauty of El Nido failed to dispel.

 

After El Nido, we went back to work in the municipality of Taytay. We were there for 2 days and 2 nights and were accommodated by Bishop Teodoro Juanich at his home in the vicariate of the municipality. As luck would have it, Taytay was celebrating its annual fiesta during our stay there so we were only able to interview its municipal health officer. Dr. Dan del Rosario, the town’s MHO of only a year, was very gracious in allowing us an interview despite his busy schedule as one of the coordinators of the town festivities. Dr. del Rosario was a treasure trove of advice and wisdom as he narrated his experiences as a relatively young and inexperienced MHO still learning the steps to the delicate dance of promoting Primary Health Care to the tune of the interests of a Local Government Unit enjoying the administrative freedoms of devolution. He expressed much frustration at the way resources are allocated in the municipality. He acknowledged that the budget for health is within WHO standards, at least for the municipality of Taytay, but he struggles with the knowledge that more can be done with more rational and intelligent budget allocation. Dr. Dan was a picture of someone who knew what needed to be done but at a loss as to how these things could be done given his work environment. The circumstances under which he was working seemed to viciously attack his capability to do a lot of good in his role as MHO. Talking to him made me question the merits, few or many of them depending on which side of the fence you’re on, of our current Philippine Health Care System. For me, this was a defining insight gained from the whole Palawan experience. The health care system of our nation is indeed flawed and while there are laudable things about it, I believe that the whole system needs to undergo some serious overhauling.

 

After our interview with Dr. del Rosario at the RHU, he offered to show us the Taytay District Hospital. He warned us beforehand that the hospital and its lone doctor left much to be desired so to speak but I believe no amount of warning could’ve prepared us for what we saw. The hospital was severely dilapidated and has been so for quite some years already. There was only one doctor manning the facility and when we toured there, there were quite a number of patients admitted in the wards. It is quite common in our PGH setting to complain about the lack of facilities, equipment, etc but I think that after Palawan I won’t be one of those who would be complaining, at least not as much as I used to. I’ve seen worse. Much worse. In fact, the Taytay District Hospital was in such bad shape that it was necessary for cardboard bulletins to be displayed in several areas of the hospital stating: “Paunawa:Hindi na po pinapaayos ang hospital na ito dahil sa gigibain na rin para magpatayo ng panibagong gusali. Ang hospital na ito ay dapat may limang (5) doctor. Nag-iisa na lang po ang doctor dito, kaya ipagpaumanhin ninyo kung may pagkukulang dahil hindi kaya ng isang (1) doctor ang trabaho ng limang doctor.”  If I had any doubts as to what we’re being taught at the UPCM about the lack of doctors and funding for health in the Philippines in particular and the sad state of Philippine Health Care in general, I definitely do not have any doubts now.

 

The breathtaking beauty of Palawan only served to encourage more introspection, reflection and insight forming on my part. All of the above experiences were set against the background of the sights, sounds, tastes, culture and people that is Palawan and as such ensured that I would definitely treasure everything that I experienced and learned in the three weeks that we spent there. It really is different when one is out in the field. Behind the relative comfort of our many books and readings in med school, it is so easy to feel divorced from the realities that we have to contend with after we graduate. On the other hand, when one is out in the field, it is so easy to be overwhelmed with the apparent immensity of the problems that we would have to contend with as Filipino physicians. What to do then? I was and I still am an idealist but through my experiences of Palawan I have come to acknowledge that idealism is so fragile and that it can be so easily challenged and shattered. There is also the danger of romanticizing things but I am willing to take that risk. I am truly grateful for the opportunity to have gone on an elective in Palawan last summer.

 

At the very least I have become more aware of the problems of the Philippine Health Care System. Awareness is a step towards understanding and understanding is a step towards action. I have come to realize that medicine in the Philippines is not limited to community medicine but is definitely about community orientation. In the Philippines this means we are under a moral obligation to serve the underserved. It is laudable to leave the country with the intent and follow through to eventually come back and serve with the expertise, knowledge and experiences gained abroad. However, my Palawan experience has also made me realize that no matter how amazing or useful the things that we bring back to our country are they won’t have much of an impact if the current systems remain unchallenged and unchanged. I believe that as UPCM students who are purported to be the leaders in health care in this country we should be at the forefront of these efforts to improve what we currently have.

 

Medicine in the Philippines needs us.



Palawan Pips with Doc Soc and Ma'am Cecille.

                   
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Muli, hello MK!!!
gitara black and white
3:38 PM - Home

It's been almost two weeks since UPCM Class 2009's clerkship year started. My classmates are all so busy with going on duty, doing procedures, carrying out orders, etc while I'm currently enjoying a month long hiatus of sorts. As fate would have it, my elective rotation for clerkship was scheduled at the beginning of this academic year. Since I opted to take my clerkship elective last summer (Palawan!) I find myself with 4 weeks of "free" time on my hands. 

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During the past week or so, one realization is that it is very possible for a whole UPCM class to be literally "swallowed" by the Philippine General Hospital. Sightings of my classmates are quite rare if one wouldn't make the extra effort to see people. If one does get to see them it's either they're kind of agitated while on pre-duty status, too harassed while on duty or too exhausted while on post duty status. When I encounter a classmate who is too tired to even mumble a word of acknowledgement when I greet him/her I just tell myself that maybe everyone's still just adjusting to the shock of clerkship.

Then it hits me. My classmates have had a month to begin this adjustment process. And I'm still practically bumming around. Part of me wants to be scared and worried. 

Most of me's kinda excited. Hehehe. 

Clerkship. Bring it on. 

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I'm supposed to be enjoying this "vacation" of mine. Well, I am.  Although not in the way that my classmates and friends seem to think I am. I hate being idle so I've busied myself with quite a lot of non medical school stuff the past week or so. My time is occupied and I'm having a swell time...I think. Hehehe. 

Details would be kinda boring so I won't go into them. Bottom line is I am definitely not idle and I am grateful for this chance to be able to have time for other things before I loan myself to the PGH for the next nine plus months or so.
 
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I hope that when my clerkship year does start I would still be able to blog. Hehehe. The things that would happen during this clerkship year would surely be very very interesting and it would be nice to be able to document them all here. 

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I'm really not in the mood to write so I'm ending this. But before doing so, teh skies here in the city could also be breath taking...Hehehe.


EDSA Ortigas Junction. Taken with my Nokia 3220 Phone Cam


the view from the PGH 7th floor
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Hi there MK!!!

OA ako. Sobra. To the nth level

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Petty...

  • Jun. 8th, 2007 at 8:49 PM
gitara black and white
8:49 PM - Home

I dunno if I'm just being petty but I don't think my "final" high school yearbook write up does me any justice. I mean compared to the material that was available prior to editing I believe that what came out as the final product falls way short of what I was hoping it would be. 

Oh well...blog ko naman to so magrarant ako. Basta, tingnan niyo na lang prior entry ko where I placed the raw writeup material done by Bojit and Pating...Then compare it to this: the "final edited" version.