ramblings of 03S78

03S78. HCJC.

27 of us make up the lovely class of 03S78 :)

it was a year and 6 mths ago that we graduated from hwachong, nothing much has
changed since then - we still have the good old class outings when we spend most
of the time walking around (+ extended one in europe recently), we still play
mahjong, watch movies, go æçå¦! together (at nwxiang's request of course)..

to many more years of friendship!

teddy! :)

our beloved school :)

our lovely flag.

outside canteen.

chalet in ubin.

'A' lvls results '05

Chao recruits!! '05

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ramblings~

Yijin + girls! '05

Xiz, Ms Wang + guys! '04

* 03S78
* hwachong junior college

* candice
* lifang
* yang
* xiaoxuan
* hilda
* quanyao
* xizhen
* sharon
* huiqi
* meiyin
* yijin
* yifan
* pear
* nwxiang
* weixin
* samuel
* ningqi
* pua
* yilin
* eliza
* wijaya
* ronnie
* weilei
* bong
* ryan shea
* wuwei
* r~linz

* hwachong!
* IVLE :)
* 30th Anniversary!
* HJC Council! :)
* our funky yahoogroups! :)
* winning thinkquest entry - i-Matrix
* blogger
* blogskins

* junior class!
* grandjuniors!
* 06s78
* 07s78
* 08s78

* dearly beloved ms wang!
* 03S77
* 03S75
* 03S71
* 03S7A
* 03A11
* 03A12
* 03S62
* 03S69

* 04S68
* 04S62

Some Reflections

After receiving medical education for half a year, i had a chance to be on the other end of that education. For a month now, yes it has been one bloody month now, i have been having gastric pains on and off throughout the day. It is one of the most horrendous experience ever, and very often amidst the throes of pain i would wonder, with whatever consciousness left to me, if this is how you girls feel every month. Really take my hat off to you people. I would opt to remain a guy in my next life.

Went to the doctor's, hmm to be precise, went to the doctors' a grand total of five times before i was referred to the hospital. Saw four doctors altogether, with each successive one strenthening the drug used after realising the impotency of their predecessor's prescription. And so i realise with certain sadness this is how doctors have to function. They cant possibly give you the strongest drugs on the shelf... thats like an overkill. So the strength and dosage are increased steadily, and it's literally painfully slowly. As such i had to tahan the pain for two weeks before they decided they cant do a thing. But isn't this somehow...wrong? Does it mean patients like me have to wait and suffer the illness for a certain amount of time before we can get the correct people's attention? And because of the system in the polyclinics, i didn't get to see the same doctors. Is this an intrinsic flaw in our healthcare system?

The pain is a diffuse, bloating sort of pain. The most intense is at night, when it's like a night call. For the first week it woke me up everyday at ungodly hours, between 2 to 5 am. So basically i couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't study. With the impending CAs you can imagine how painfully frustrating it was. My meals consisted of half a bowl of porridge with a few slices of carrot and lotus seed. But the worse thing was... I couldn't do ANYTHING to help myself. The doctors i was seeing didn't help to. In the middle of the night when everybody was asleep, when the pain was at its zenith, i felt hopeless. Hopelessly helpless. I started to doubt if i would ever feel well ever again. Ok nono this is not a self pitying post. What really struck me then was the sudden realisation that people who are sick all over the world feel this way. People who have cancer especially, or AIDS, or any other blasted thing you can think of. In the past i use to read in the papers how Mr X, after a fierce battle with cancer, managed to overcome it, or how a five year old was diagnosed with leukemia etc etc. I know i still wont be able to understand the full extent of their torments, but this experience is really one step in helping comprehend the feeling of helplessness and hopelessness that these pple feel.

An ultrasound was done on me to see if i had any gall bladder stone. It looked fine. Next was an endoscopy. heh that was quite an experience. I was supposedly given anesthesia which for some reason gave me nothing but a feeling of giddyness... AFTER the operation. Swallowing that tube was...ugh... try stuffing a hose into your git. You can choke on your saliva. Whenever i tried to swallow i end up retching. And how does it feel to be retching lying on your side with a disgusting hose stuffed down your gullet? Go figure.
The morphine applied to my throat tasted like rotten banana. I didn’t know what to do with the fluid and i couldn’t ask cos my mouth was already yanked wide open by then. So i swallowed it. Yucks. When i went home my throat was still hurting from all the friction, despite the morphine.

I was diagnosed with pangastritis. No xiz, not pang-gastritis. Pangastritis. Inflammation of the whole stomach. And when you get it it’s still pangastritis. Not keungastritis. So there.

ningky lived on 9:12 PM

- 03S78 forever -

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