When I started Obstetrics and Gynaecology (O&G), I thought it was just about pregnancy and delivery.
My ignorance was truly beautiful. ๐๐
I was there thinking,
โA woman gets pregnant, carries the baby for nine months, delivers, and everybody goes home happy.โ
Then O&G opened the first lecture slide and I realized I had underestimated an entire specialty. ๐ญ๐
First, they introduce the menstrual cycle.
Hormones start rising.
Other hormones start falling.
Some hormones stimulate other hormones.
Those hormones now inhibit another set of hormones.
At some point, everybody is regulating everybody.
The hormones are having more meetings than the government. ๐๐
Then comes pregnancy.
I thought pregnancy was one topic.
Only to discover that pregnancy has trimesters.
Each trimester has its own physiology.
Its own complications.
Its own investigations.
Its own management.
Its own ways to humble medical students. ๐ญ๐
Just when youโre trying to understand normal pregnancy, O&G says,
โNow letโs discuss abnormal pregnancy.โ
Before you recover, youโre reading ectopic pregnancy, preeclampsia, eclampsia, gestational diabetes, placenta previa, placental abruption, postpartum hemorrhage, and about 700 other ways pregnancy can become complicated. ๐๐
The workload is unbelievable.
Every topic seems to have classifications.
Every classification has stages.
Every stage has features.
Every feature has management.
Every management has indications and contraindications.
At some point, even the classifications need classification. ๐ญ๐
Then comes labor.
First stage.
Second stage.
Third stage.
Sometimes I felt like I was the one in labor from the amount of reading involved. ๐๐
And donโt get me started on Gynecology.
Fibroids.
Endometriosis.
PCOS.
Cervical cancer.
Ovarian tumors.
Uterine prolapse.
Infertility.
Every organ in the female reproductive system apparently has its own chapter, subchapter, and special mission to stress students. ๐ญ๐
Exam period is where the real miracle happens.
You spend weeks memorizing management protocols.
The moment you enter the exam hall, all the protocols enter maternity leave. ๐๐
Question:
โOutline the management of severe preeclampsia.โ
My brain:
โCongratulations on your pregnancy.โ ๐ญ๐
The answer was somewhere in my head.
The problem was that it was not yet fully dilated.
So it couldnโt be delivered. ๐๐
After the exam, everything suddenly returns.
The investigations.
The risk factors.
The management.
The complications.
Even the things nobody asked.
Apparently, the knowledge was full term.
It simply refused to be delivered during the examination. ๐ญ๐
That was when I learned that O&G is not just a course.
Itโs a complete journey from puberty to menopause, with enough lecture notes to make students experience contractions before graduation. ๐๐
O&G taught me that labor is not only experienced by pregnant women; medical students experience academic labor too. ๐ญ๐
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patient: "I'm very excited to do my gender scan. I know it'll be a girl, baby moves so much."
Me: *smiles.
"It could be any. Doesn't work like that."
*does ultrasound scan and baby girl confirmed
Patient: "Doctor, yall must drop your pride and agree we mothers are experienced and know these things."
"You are still young in this profession"
Me:๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
Attention Please!!! Something just happened right now and it's not a good thing. I am disappointed and very angry right now.
I was in a restaurant having lunch, and two female nurses walked in wearing their uniforms.
They sat down at the table behind my back. Ordered for food they were taking back to the hospital they came from.
I was actually enjoying my meal until one of them asked her colleague how she was able to inject the old man that was admitted yesterday..
Her response was, "I looked for veins but I no see. I tried his second hand, I no see any veins, na so I vex give am the injection like that."
Her stvpid colleague was busy laughing..
I quickly grabbed my phone and put it in record. Acted like I was stretching my body.
Then the other of her colleague said that's what she normally does each time she didn't see a vein to put the syringe ๐.
They said other annoying things that if it was a working country, they will NEVER be allowed to work in any health-care system.
They both ended their silly conversation by saying "me I can't kill myself abeg oh"
I recorded it. When they were done talking, I saved it, and listened to it to be sure I captured that part they said those annoying things...
As they picked their food and walked out of the restaurant, I slowly monitored their movements and followed them to the hospital where they were employed.. It was not even far from the restaurant.
As they were going upstairs, I walked in and respectfully called the two of them. Then I asked to see their boss, they called him and I reported the two of them to him. I played the record I had and threatened him to either sack them or I will report the hospital to the government since it's a private hospital..
I don't care about what you will call it. I know some of you will say I'm wicked because I asked for them to be sacked, but you see that thing they said? It's unprofessional and they are being nonchalant with people's lives..
You don't just insert a syringe ๐ anywhere you wish to.
You people need to listen to โEbube Dikeโ by Sister Chinyere Udomaโค๏ธ
I donโt understand most of the words there, but I love the song so much โค๏ธโค๏ธ