Batch love: Marian, Chennie, Me, Donnah, Ikay
It’s January 27, 2019, meaning, I have only been officially 27 days into my Residency Training, yet it has been overwhelmingly crazy for a noob like me.
I’ve come up with a Passion Project to monthly document the little wins and losses of my Residency. And to start with this month: Here are 12 Realizations On My (Almost!) First Month of Residency: Continue reading
To Monica of 2018,
This is the year you became a Doctor. Officially.
You will look back at this year as the year you legitimately became the 11th doctor of the family. There’s Lolo Mando, Tito Biyong, Tito Joe, Tita Ciony, Kuya Mark, Kuya Clyde, Ate Iris, Ate Hanisah, Aaron, Justine, then you. The struggle to find your own niche will take its toll but the people before you shall stand as your North Stars – they’re there to shed light on your unchartered path. Look up to them.
For anyone who knows me so well, it already goes without saying that I love art so much. At the end of the day, when the World of Medicine gets a bit too cold, making art or staring at one has become my burning furnace. I have channelled all possible human emotions (rage, depression, ectsasy, anxiety, bereavement, love… everything!) into collages, illustrations, poetry, blogging, practically anything that needs the inner workings of my right brain. To oversimplify this, I have survived one too many ordeal because of art.
Digital illustration by: Monica Cope
I made a deal with myself that as soon as I pass the board exams, I will be duty-bound to give the blessings right back where they are due. And by giving back, I meant helping other future board-takers tread the path of the most awaited, most dreaded, and most anticipated examination in a med student’s life – the Physician’s Licensure Examination (PLE).
2012 was the year my life reached a fork in the road. I remember wanting to go to med school but was doubtful of myself if I ever am truly physically, emotionally, and mentally prepared to go through rigorous studying and training to become a doctor. Continue reading
Pawwy,
It’s October 31. Halloween. Always our favorite time of the year. I can only imagine Black Market being so jammed right now. And in my head, I see us at the center of the dance floor: dancing, gramming, screaming, singing – perhaps a little out of beat and out of tune (but always in full costume, lol). It’s always been that time of the year when we’d cancel all other irrelevant plans and reserve a whole night just to party together (regardless if duty the next day). And, man, we gotta admit – you and I make a pretty great Halloween duo. It’s been 4 years of dressing up, showing up, and putting up awesome parties. It wasn’t even just another holiday for us. It was tradition.
How to Survive
There’s a reason
they’ve always told you to
never get trapped.
After many foolish heartbreaks,
you’ve learned that you don’t really have much,
you are all that you have. And even so,
you have learned things beyond your years.
Like, mostly, of course, how we ‘lay’ and how we ‘lie’—
these are hugely two different words, but
oftentimes interchanged. Continue reading
