The Freudian Slip Of A Bacolodnon

Today is the last day of my internship. Last night, I had my last 24-hour duty at OB-GYNE. Last Saturday, we attended our "graduation night" at Business Inn, along with the junior consultants, consultants, and incoming post graduate interns. Dra. Johnson, CEO of BOLMSH, prepared a well-thought speech for us. She reminded us how special we are to her as a group and how she will never forget "Dr. Diaper" (Melvin Chico) and the "December Floods". In the middle of the graduation, we presented 4 video clips, 3 of which I edited (Gesper made a very nice movie tribute also). 2 of the presentations were a tribute to mentors and friends. Best Intern citations were handed out that night: Kenneth for Dept of Medicine, Leah for Dept of Surgery, Marc Japitana for Dept of OB-GYNE and me for Dept of Pediatrics. Mark Agana was darling of the nurses and over-all outstanding intern. After the pictorials and bidding of goodbyes and wishing goodlucks, I went home to my wife a...

Below is an excerpt of an interview with Hunter "Patch" Adams, by 'Caring People' Magazine, Spring 1993. (Dr. Patch Adams was born May 28, 1945, in Washington, DC, and was raised in Northern Virginia. After a brief stint at Sewanee University, Adams attended George Washington University, receiving his undergraduate degree in 1967. He received his medical degree from the Medical College of Virginia in 1971, and after serving a one-year pediatric residency at Georgetown University, he founded the Gesundheit Institute.) CP: Why did you create the Gesundheit Institute? ADAMS: My life is one of social action. I want to be useful. I thought creating this model was a way that I could sustain myself and it would be thrilling to do. I wanted a lifetime kind of project that was my style. I needed a place to practice where it would be thrilling to be next to human suffering every day, all day long. Because if is not thrilling, it will eat me up. That is part of my selfishness in...

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, humpty dumpty had a great fall, all the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again. So what they did was make scrambled eggs out of Humpty Dumpty, served it for breakfast for little Miss Muffet who was incidentally eating Mary's little lamb. Hmmmm...my nursery rhyme has gone bloody but then nobody can save Humpty Dumpty now. He's a scrambled egg and with the way the global temperatures are going, Humpty is going to be a fried one really soon. But some order has to be placed in this crazy world of nursery rhymes. In fact, there is no rhyme to that nursery rhyme I just mentioned. Somebody has to rescue Humpty, and the first person that comes to mind is Jack, nimble and quick, who can jump over candlesticks, (Take that, Super Inggo!). Rumor has it though that Jack preferred climbing beanstalks and wrestling with giants and selling cows for a bag of worthless beans. A fair trade, perhaps but not really ...

Three weeks to go and it's going to be the official end of my post-graduate internship. It is also going to be the official end of The Freudian Slip: Life of a Post-graduate Intern. And what a way to end the blog right? After April, the Freudian Slip shall no longer feature the Life of a Post Graduate Intern but shall undergo into a transition. An old chapter is about to be closed and a new chapter begins. Therefore, to start this transition from the exiting old blog into another new blog, I deemed it fitting to look back to the ups and downs of internship for the past year from my point of view. May - June 2006 - the start of internship; first department rotated in was Surgery; teamed up with Con and Chico; shared 24-hour duty slots with Gesper, Gabby and Kenneth; the four of us then started calling ourselves: Magic Four; the start of friendship with people whom I have never been closed with; meet and befriended surgeon consultants a few of whom I consider my mentors up until now...

It cannot be denied that for the past few days, this blog and the blogger himself has been under criticism and even threats with regards to another controversial blog posted here. This Easter Sunday, life has turned full circle here. My life has been so far one exciting ride, with full of ups and downs, with the latter plentier than the former. For those who have come to know me that well, my life has been blessed with so little and disgraced with so much. While indeed the blessings, though few, would come in buckets, the unfortunate events, while in trickles, come in every day, non-stop. But as much as I know myself, God has given me a gift, no- a curse!, in order to find some solace in this kind of life. He gave me the ability to write. And with this gift of the pen, I have made friends and even enemies, again more of the latter than the former. I knew that by the time I began to write, I knew something out there is right for me. So I took up all of my potentials, joined my high scho...

To love one another, that is the key to happiness. And this Holy Thursday, we are told to love one another, even those we could not bear to love. It is a difficult command, especially for me. I have always been taught to be kind. To be generous. To be more mindful of others. To be humble. To be merciful also and forgiving. But human as I am I a more selfish than generous, more cruel than kind, more self-serving than selfless, more proud than humble and sometimes unforgiving. In the halls of my hospital therefore where I am serving my internship, I shall find solace during these holy days and maybe dig deep into myself and hopefully resolve so many issues of my own, especially with my own family and the work that I have chosen. To love one another.

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