O&G osces

Hee hee.. i'm baaaaaccckk!!!!

I'm so behind in my blogging it's funny... I hope you guys haven't been checking for updates regularly, I apologise if you have and have been regularly cursing me via your computer screen for e lack of activity... Aiyah you know lar, o&g and all, where we were all so stressed we can't even think straight. Actually, many a time during the posting i was really itching to blog but again, i was so stressed i can't even find any inspiration at all...

Oh btw, i forgot smth: yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!! o&g is over!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wanted to do my usual end-of-posting test breakdown but the osces were so bad i didn't think i could blog about it without wailing and banging my head against the wall. Even now, when time has faded some of my memories, i still get horrible flashbacks about a certain horrible tester and fake patient hmmph (i think i have post-traumatic stress disorder). Right now, i'm just hoping i don't have to re-do o&g just because of the stupid osces, i shall go back to school on tues to pick tiffany's brains about our results.

For those of you who don't know what is osces:
Picture 13 stations (examining rooms) and 13 students waiting outside the room and we're given a prep time of 1minute where by the time you finish thinking, “oh shit” and try to get over your mind block, the time is already up, and you go inside the examining room where you're given 9minutes to talk about the question, where the examiner will keep quiet and look at you disbelievingly and let you rattle on and dig your own grave. Or worse, when you run out of things to say, they just let the awkward silence drag on and wait for time to be up. Then you walk out of the room thinking “oh no i'm sure i failed that station” but before you could think about it further, you have to leave it behind you and run to the next station or your prep time will be cut short. Worse are the communications station where they have a fake patient and we have to counsel them. You would think that it is easy, well i did too as the previous batch had breastfeeding. But us! We had IUbloodyD (which stands for intra-uterine death, err, the bloody i added myself). Telling the patient her baby passed away in her womb and her breaking down into tears, geez... i always thought if somebody break down in front of you the best thing you could do is give them a hug and then lend them a shoulder to cry on... NOT tell them the various causes of death and the investigations we would do on the dead fetus when the patient is still crying away.
The osces was without doubt the MOST harrowing experience of my life. Give me the long case anyday, heck, i don't even mind 10 medicine interviews, that's chicken feet compared to the osces.

BAH! I'm so upset now i can't even bring myself to blog abt Wk's bdae party. Dun worry i'll upload the photos soon.