On the After Hour Class

So. I'm now in surgery posting....

My groupmates have been complaining. The other subgroup have had ward rounds and teachings almost everyday while our subgroup merely have only 4 teachings for the past two weeks. So when they heard that the next surgeon is not coming for the 4th week, the girls panicked and started to get the leader to request for more classes. Poor leader have to brave himself and talked to the awaiting-to-erupt volcano mountain to satisfy the request of his members.

Not that I'm against it or anything, I mean I am worried myself that we've got too little teachings so far in our surgery posting. As of the end of this 2nd week, I don't even know how to examine hernias and describe ulcers when the other subgroup has already been doing rounds and teachings on breasts.

But it kinda annoyed me that our teachings have been pretty uncertain for the past week because the surgeon was not able to make it in time. What was said to be a class at 1030a.m. would only start half an hour later. So when we were told about a class at two on Friday afternoon, it downed to me for a preparation that I might only be able to leave for my much anticipated Pearl-ey trip much much later.

Thankfully though, our surgeon did a combined teaching, and we learnt about breast that afternoon. At least I was able to leave at the expected time, also with a peace at heart knowing that there wouldn't be any teaching on the following day.

See, when I said that the group members were pretty unhappy that we had not enough teaching sessions, they were requesting for after hour classes. AFTER HOUR. As in after 5pm on a weekday or over the weekends. Argh... I freakin' need to exchange my lazying-in-bed time for the ward...

Imagine the horror on my face when they wanted to suggest a class on the Saturday when I was already planning on my getaway.

And I guess it was another thankfulness when we were told that it was such an unfortunate appology that our surgeon was not able to make a class on Saturday as he's got to be on-call then. So yeah, I was happily off downtown to the capital of the country, backpacking with some clothes and the camera in hand.

And we drove away into the dark...