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Being a Lagos babe or should I say 'Doc" has not been easy for me. I came to Lagos hoping that it would be a short stay. I had no immediate plans to relocate but God had other things in store for me and I am glad to be leaving Lagos once again. It has been ok while it lasted, ok I'll admit it has been some fun! I was able to join in a few family activities without the undue interferance of my job, distance was no longer a barrier to attending occasions. I was around when my niece was born and I have seen her transformation from a cute 3+kg baby to an always smiling toddler, I was home this christmas thank God for the generosity of my boss. I have numerous examples of fun times in Lag but its now time for me to spread my wings and fly away once more from the nest! I'll be resuming work in another part of ............(I'll keep this a secret for now, just want to delay the satisfaction of a few curious cats), but Ill be bringing you tidings of practice in yet another

I was doing the weekend rounds that saturday, my fellow house officer in surgery had taken a well deserved leave. I on the other hand had decided that I needed to 'work' instead of 'rest' so I had skipped taking my leave that quarter. Anyway as you may well imagine, surgery rotations are not 'yam' as my people like to say and I was under accumulated stress from my 3months in the rotation, now I was on my own and I had to see all the patients in all the wards. I'll give no further description of my work load! This patient had been admitted during the week and he had sustained an injury one of his knees which we could not repair at our centre and he was to be referred to a teaching hospital. My task was to liase with friends at a teaching hospital to find out if the procedure could be done at their place. I had contacted a friend and was still waiting for a reply, in the meantime, someone had notified the patient that I was the 'rate limiting step' to

I spent sometime talking to my sister and friend yesterday about some of the patients I had managed in the past. I thought I was over them, but talking about them brought back memories I thought had faded from my mind. But you can tell that I still remembered every detail. My house job year brought me in contact with the suffering of patients for the first time. I had as a medical student been in charge of some patients, but my time with them was limited to clerking them, and following up their progress for the few weeks ( a maximum of 8weeks), we rotated throught the units concerned. A few of them won my affections and I put in a little extra effort to visit even when my time was up. But my responsibility was limited. House job brought me face to face with death and the dying and it never becomes easier. The patients whose stories shook me were usually the young and strong, previously healthy ones. Sick children too made my heart sink lower especially if the prognosis was bad. People

Happy New year to everyone! I know this is two weeks into the new year so my greeting is a bit on the belated side, but its still my first appearance on the blog this year! Last year I wanted to end the year by giving thanks like many bloggers ie listing out so many things I am grateful to God for, but I never got round to doing so. Anyway I did thank God off the blog and I guess He understands. A toast to this year 2008, May it bring us all loads of happiness, may we grow more in our knowledge of God, may we discover exactly what He wants us to do this year! Do I hear a clink of your glasses against mine?:) Have a great year!