part of my world
Sunday, October 08, 2006
My one month rotation at TDM has ended *sob*sob*
I really like it there. The workload is simply wonderful. I am so free to wander around the hospitals and wards and I could actually sit there and yak with the nurses, doctors, patients, and even the admin clerk. Whoever that will layan me. That is how free I was. And it feels nice whenever you suggest a dose change due to toxicity or under therapeutic range, it is heeded.
Am now in satellite pharmacy. We do screening, filling, bedside dispensing and discharge counselling. Workload here is fine too. At least time passes faster here and it's not freezing cold.
This incident happened 2 days ago. I was doing discharge couselling and dispensing to one of the surgical wards. Found the patient, and dutifully explained the drugs
Me: Selamat pagi
Her: Selamat pagi
Me: Saya bagi ubat. Yang warna kuning dan merah ini, antibiotic. Mesti makan sampai habis untuk bunuh semua kuman. Jangan dah baik tak makan tau.
Her: she nods
Me: (continuing) Ini warna coklat, ubat untuk tahan sakit. Makan bila sakit lah. Tak payah habiskan dan makan selepas makan untuk elak rasa pedih kat perut.
Her: she nods
Me: so, puan faham tak?
Her: She nods again
Me: Baik. (in order to fill up the counselling form, I have to ask her a few questions)
Me: Boleh tanya sikit soalan? Apa kerja puan?
Her: Staff nurse
Crap!
So embarrasssing...
There I was telling her how to take it and all those nonsense and she's a staff nurse!! She would had fed hundreds of patients with those and probably knows it better than me. Aiya.. so so malu le..
And I never learn from my mistake..
Moved to the next patient getting discharged and dispensed the same antibiotics and painkillers and explain all those layman instructions and found out she's also a staff nurse... working in that particular ward also!
Oh mann...
Two in a row!
I should really ask them first thing what is their occupation the next time I do discharge counselling.. in case they are some specialist or pharmacist being warded.
So darn embarrassing.
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There was this particular patient that I met who knows the name of his drugs at the back of his head.. he knows the generic name, mind you. The fact that he is on a dozen of drugs and he can remember it impressed me so much that I stood there and talked to him for more than half an hour. A patient who realised the importance of knowing what he is taking is like God-sent. They make things so much easier for those treating him and those who have to talk to them about their drugs. Hehe.
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I am transported back to being a student.
Not that I don't like being one. I like it a lot in fact.
Back then, being a true student, you just simply sit in lectures or in bad hair days, you just skip them, get to go home before the roads are jammed up, mistakes are permissible and are no big deal.. worse that could happen is that you fail that subject.
But now, being a student here is different.
It doesn't have all that was mentioned above.
What remained the same for those hey -days are presentations, case clerking, presentations again and attending presentations by others. We also have to do a full fledge research which I have no idea how to. I learnt statistics back in first year! I am gone.
Anyway, the new combo is the addition of this big thing called responsibility or rather accountability.
Whatever you do or recommend, if it kills... you'll be killed too.
Now... it sucks being a student.
The only consolation to it is that I am a paid student this time.
posted by Charis at 12:50:00 am
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