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What Every Woman Should Have

got this from Loi . :) Am on duty again, my first solo duty. I'll be reading the x-ray plates in a while. In the meantime, i'll read on Loi's other inspirational entries. Go check out her blog. :)

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
one old loveshe can imagine going back to...
and one who reminds her how far she has come...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own even if she never wants to or needs to...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE..
something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE..
a youth she's content to leave behind...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE..
one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her cry...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family...

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored..

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...
a feeling of control over her destiny...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.....
how to fall in love without losing herself...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.....
how to quit a job,break up with a lover,and confront a friend without ruining the friendship...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW......
when to try harder... and when to walk away...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW......
that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW......
that her childhood may not have been perfect...but its over...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW......
what she would and wouldn't do for love......

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.....
how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW......
whom she can trust,whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.....
where to go...be it to her best friend's kitchen table...or a charming inn in the woods...when her soul needs soothing...

EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.....what she can and can't accomplish in a day...a month...and a year...a lifetime.....

Colliding With Destiny

Gina, a classmate in med school was back from Cebu for the past week. We started our IM residency on the same month and day but she has learned to love what I didn't and has surpassed the ugliest part of the 3 years training of one of the most toxic specialties in medicine. She has junior residents now and had the privilege to a one week leave. I am happy for her but I have no regrets. My move to shift specialties was one of the best decisions I made in my life. What I envied about Gina was the glow in her eyes. She never looked as radiant as she did. The most common etiology behind such aura I could think of, was a man. And dang I was right. My fellow hall of famer of our distinct org of single women found someone at long last. That pushed my panic button once again. Apocalypse is here. But then my greatest fear is not ending up alone, but settling for someone I don't love at all just because no one else is there and nothing else is happening.
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Instead of buying my mom a new microwave oven for her birthday, I busted my budget and bought a flat screen tv instead. But then it was worth it, I didn't expect to see her look that happy. Now my dad is jealous. He says he wants a tv just like that one, in jest. I told him, "uh, dad, I could've bought you a really grand present had they accepted me as part of the viva hot babes but since they discounted me as being too skinny, I had to settle being a doctor instead". Seriously, I don't know what to give to my dad. His birthday is up next. He can buy himself anything he fancies. Maybe a lifetime supply of Lipitor will make him happy. But gosh that's even more expensive than a wide screen tv.
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Belly dancing is addicting. While other doctors to go to their nursing classes after duty, I head to my belly dancing class. Why, it's a career alternative too. :) It's just that it isn't easy as it looks. The first day I attended the class I had to dive into my medicine bag the next day to look for Alaxan or any analgesic in sight. But having sore muscles on the abs area was the kind of pain that I welcomed. Our friends should watch Ning dance. She moves like a worm. Yeah, I dance like a worm too, only with edges. Modern dance class is more fun though, coz it's easier and feels like rehearsing for a starstruck production number (can't you tell, I have frustrations in life?). But I need belly dancing to improve my poise and form. When I told two of our clerks, Rowena and Melissa, my plans to sign up for the class, they countered, "but doc you don't need that, you don't have big abs" I explained that when your tummy levels up to your chest area , it isn't a very pretty sight. " They instantly retracted their words and blurted, "yeah you're right doc, maybe you need to get serious on belly dancing". Hehe! I love these girls' sense of humor.
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I watched Dr. Bertice Berry's lecture on vcd and several lines she said were worth quoting. Take this for instance, "When you walk walk with purpose, you collide with destiny". I lamented, "but I always walk with purpose!" My brother heard me and said, "destiny doesn't always have to come in the form of a tall, dark and handsome man, silly." Ouchies.

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On a more serious note, I realized that certain friendships are not worth keeping. No matter how you try to see the good in people, some may not be worth your understanding at all, especially when your acts of kindness only fuel their arrogance and beastly attitude. For me, that's about as hopeless as one could get.

Thanks

This is long overdue, but I want to thank Dr. Sumer Sethi for the complimentary copy of the "Review of Radiology" which he sent me. I received it last February 11 but I haven't had the time to thank him through my blog. We just had an exam earlier and it was helpful in reviewing the salient points and the radiologic signs. My co-residents love the book as well. Keep up the good work, doc! Thanks again!

Chinchin, the model

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Originally uploaded by leggylass.

a professional photographer left his comment on this pic on my flickr album:
"interesting use of lighting, caught my attention straight away, nice "filmic" look" .. whoa! to think i took this shot using only my brother's camera phone, with ambient lighting making it look interesting..Or it could just be chinchin's pouty lips. hmmm.. the student is sometimes better than the mentor. i don't remember pulling off a pose as vogue as this one when i was her age.

A Night of (sawi) Music

While others would try to drive their troubles away with liquour, I found a better alternative- videoke. It has been said that singers are very lucky people, they can tell the world their agonies and get applauded for it. I am happy when I can find friends who share the same passion for videoke. I used to drive all the way to Isobelle's place bringing my cd's along for a singing session. My trips to Manila aren't complete without a trip to IO or any ktv bar with the lolas. This time, meet my new videoke buds....:)


Rona dropped by the reading room one morning and asked, "doc, when are we going to have our videoke night-out?" We have been planning one for a long time but it always never pushed through. I dared, "tonight" and she answered, "game! i'll go tell Chingkoi and the gang." She wasn't kidding after all. Good thing my original plan for the night with Cecilia was cancelled when she told me she had to go on a date with her boyfriend who was back in town.

Rona and Chingkoi. We had to ask Tantan's permission to let Chingkoi, the love of his life, come with us.

Aping, Me, Chingkoi

The surgery boss who followed his angels to their hang-out

April didn't sing a single song and had to put up with the noise pollution the rest of us created

These girls surprisingly knew more old songs than I did. The more baduy song we sang, the better. Incidentally, most of our songs were "sawi" selections which only caused us chest pains mimicking anginal attacks.

Chingkoi's most memorable song was "I'm Sorry" which according to April, was heartfully rendered for Tantan.

The boss with his angels

This girl could sing!

It was fun jamming with you girls!