Whoop! Whoop!! Finally, I am on vacation. Boy, am I glad. I am simply ecstatic. How I wish this vacation will go on forever. But no, it is only 6 weeks long, and I’m already one week down. NO NO NO!!!
So you are probably wondering, why so much excitement about being on vacation? Well, let me tell you. Briefly, I’ve literally been in school for a whole year. Not the 9 month academic year we are all used to. NO! No, the actual 364 or is it 365, and quarter days that make up an actual year. These people are just trying to kill us. Really! Ok, so we are a little shy of the actual 365 days, but it certainly felt like it. You’ll never quite appreciate public holidays, until you have been in school so long without a proper vacation or weekend to call your own. So all we had? A couple of 2-week breaks. Well they were definitely not scheduled with student relaxation in mind. One was actually our revision break, which just so happen to be during the Christmas holidays. Killing 2 birds with one stone, if you ask me. It was like, hey you, go home. You can’t have so many public holidays ,that will just have to double as your break, and in addition to that, study for exams, because on your first day back, exams!
Then there was that other 2-week break, while our seniors wrote their finals. Thank God for finals!!! We weren’t allowed on the wards. So there, that’s a break for you. The best breaks though, were those super long weekends between rotations. Say you are done with medicine exam on Wednesday or Thursday, next Monday, you start surgery rotation. You had better value that weekend and have all the fun you can. Go to the Bahamas if you have the means. Because, that is all you get. So you wonder why I am ecstatic about a 6 week break? Oh I needed it. I was burnt-out, worn-out; actually, whatever is worse than these. It was community health, intro course, medicine, surgery, orthopedics/ trauma. Oh, I have every reason to be ecstatic.
Should have posted the minute I returned from my trauma exam, but I was too excited. Not about the exam per se, but what it represented. End of my woes, beginning of my va-k-tion. So a friend and I took a long walk to get, well, in my opinion, the best fries and chicken in Korle-Bu, and of course I got a huge bottle of coke. When I returned, it was all movies. Yeah, the vac had begun. So, my girls and I went for a wedding, a cocktail party, I’ve been to the beach with another friend, a few restaurants, a pub… Oh this vacation has been good. I want more. Lord. Please don’t let it end!
What to do? Now that the excitement is somewhat under control, am left wondering, what do I do with all this free time? Well, I know what I am not doing. Definitely not a vacation attachment in a hospital. Come on guys, we’ve been in school for so long, I can’t believe anyone wants to use their vacation to work. In a hospital! If I might add.
Yeah yeah, they are committed to the course. Uh ha? What else? You know, as Yaw Perbi said, the thing about winning the rat race is, you are still a rat, win or lose. One will think making it to medical school, is a good way to escape the rat race, but boy do we have it wrong. So as students, we barely have time for anything else, then after school, crazy work hours. Then everyone wants to specialize, be a resident, consultant, what next? It is just a rat race, seriously, when do we get time to live. And now I should use my vacation to work in a hospital, to prove that I am committed to this medicine thing? Hell no! This is what I am going to do. Economics! Yeah you read right.
Why isn’t economics 101 a university requirement? Instead, let’s all do math, wait I already studied the same thing in high school. Is this a revision class? What is the point? Then, academic writing? Really, anyone remember anything from that course? Lord knows I’ll need a miracle to do my final year project, and what if I want publish some academic papers later? Academic writing will definitely have nothing to do with that. I really remember nothing from that course. And don’t get me started on African studies. So they danced and played the flute. Gee, how exactly is that useful in real life? I did Twi, and something else that was basically a repetition of high school social studies.
Whatever happened to economics, marketing, management? Useful stuff that one could use, irrespective of their chosen course of study. This is what universities should require us to study. Anyways, this was four years ago, maybe things have changed now.
I recently had a rude awakening, when after about 2 years of investing my cash; I could not get my hands on it when needed. Why? Maybe it was because I knew so little about investment and banking, yet I know enough to know that savings and investments are good. A little economic training would have come in handy. Lord knows, how many of my colleagues even have savings or investments accounts? And for the few who do, how many of us are going to be shortchanged, because all we know is basic math and science, biology and medicine and so little about banking and investing. Even worse, when we start working, how many of us are going to be slaves of the state living from paycheck to paycheck? Working long hours from one locum job to another even as doctors, supposedly one of the best paid workers just because we don’t have adequate financial knowledge?
My colleagues will probably return from this break as “consultant gynecologists” and “pediatricians” but am going to have a little financial knowledge. I guess it is only the future that can determine the long term benefits of today’s choices. Either ways, what they do during the break, we’ll still be taught when school reopens. And don’t say am not committed to my chosen field. I am. Probably more passionate than most. Especially so, since I have been the patient for so long. Now, I can be the doctor, and manage others living with the same condition I live with. If this is not drive, what is? I’ll just much rather do it with some financial knowledge and know-how so I do not spend my future working for a salary but rather working out of passion. I certainly am not one to do locum/ part time jobs. Lord knows my body needs all the rest it can it get, so it doesn’t act up, this is how I can ensure that. The plan is, one job only. I already have my eyes on the (sickle cell clinic) Centre for Clinical Genetics at the Korle-Bu Teaching Hospital. Now that’s working out of passion.
But hey, a little reading is in order, even during a long va-k-tion. Definitely going to read my medical books. I need to revise. Who knows when else I’ll have so much time on my hands. Am doing all the routine stuff that I am always too busty for. Top on the list, medical checks. I know, I really should do better. Medical students/ doctors , generally don’t make time to see the doctor, ever. That not good. We can’t have that. Dental check up, fundoscopy, the works. There is still physio tho, bummer. It’s all good. A nice excuse for me to be in school twice a week to see my friends and hangout quite a bit, just because I can. I am at home now, really far from school, enjoying time away from all that. Having some me time and time with my mom.
Definitely more sleeping. I could make a hobby out of that. Lols. Maybe some shopping, beach trips, hanging out with my friends, and yes more time for all things sickle life. So help me God. Plan is to enjoy this va-k-tion as much as I can. I certainly have a stressful year ahead, catching babies (obstetrics and gynecology rotations) and pediatrics. I love kids, but not when they are sick, that’s an emotional roller coaster I don’t think I can prepare for. Oh and I get to see all those babies with sickle cell. Hmm that will be hard. I’ve been told that is a very troubling experience, you know, all those sick babies. God give me strength, Babies with sickle cell disease! Don’t know how am gonna do that. U need to experience the pain to get it. All babies can do is cry, how do you know, how can you tell exactly where the pain is? Hmm ! Lord grant me strength.
Anyways, that’s in 5 weeks from now. Now though, I am enjoying my vacation. Y’all will be hearing a lot more from me now. Live each day to the fullest. Make each day count.