On a random Saturday morning

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I thought I did not oversleep today. But I woke up with swollen eyes and felt like I had proptosis. I was so lightheaded and drowsy. Then I did laundry, made myself 2 half-boiled eggs and then cut the papaya which was becoming dry in the fridge and had a quarter of it. I refilled my water bottles and drank a bit of it. My throat aches a lot. And then now I'm sitting in front of my delly, recalling of what I did in the morning. I was wondering in disbelief whether the first week of surgical posting has really ended. I checked my phone and it shows that today is Saturday. So next Monday would be the 2nd week of posting. There was a slight pinch in my stomach and my spines feel tired. I was worried whether I am getting gastritis which could have progressed to a peptic ulcer and then a perforated one because then I would feel pain radiating to the back of my body. I didn't eat very well for the past one week since I was still adapting myself to the new schedule. I have to keep 2 packets of biscuits in my white coat so that before lunch when my stomach starts to make noise I could have one packet of it first because if I do not, by the time I have lunch, my stomach would feel so bloated and full of wind and then I would not be able to eat a lot even though I am hungry. Then next meal would be more than 6 hours later. The problem is I usually would not be aware of hunger when I'm in the wards talking to the patients and when I realize usually it would be too late.

I met a houseman in the endoscopy room that day. He was there for his 8th OGDS. I talked to him and he told me he did not make it a habit to take care of his stomach since he was a medical student. Now he is suffering from pangastritis and hiatal hernia. He is only one or two years older than I.

I hope my body would become stronger so that I can make better use of my time in the wards.

First, let's work hard to fight pharyngitis!

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