Well and truely back into convent life and actually really enjoying it. Have had a really good first week. Although the paediatric team were nice, the surgical team are much more into teaching and challenging. Had forgotten that lovely sinking feeling when asked a barrage of anatomy questions which you deffinately knew the answer to a year ago but now don't have the foggiest. They're teaching me loads though, suturing, minor ops like seb cyst removal, central line placing amounst others. I also get to scrub for most ops. Assisted so far on lap chole and appendectomy, ileal perforation and Iliocaecal junction obstruction where the bowel looked like a big knot, not even able to tell ileum from colon so resected the lot! I can't believe what a different place my mind set is now to when I was here before. Am really taking advantage of the time with out normal distractions to not only do the work they assign me (which is reasonably extensive) but also pull up anatomy and pharmacology! Also the junior doc, a guy called Ashwin is a little closer to my age. He like most young people in Banglore if they like western music is well into his rock! And when I say rock I mean, long frizzy headed, leather clad, sweat dripping classical rock. So we're currently doing CD swapping, on his part he's introducing me to rainbow (interesting name for a rock band) and deep purple both classic old school I think. And I'm trying to drag him into the 21st century with the new audioslave and pearl jam albums. Should make for interesting conversation tomorrow. Apart from work have deffinately now got all pressies including my christmas presents sorted. Get me, the usual surrounded by frantic husbands on 24th december frantically shopping unorganised present giver. All sorted by the middle of october. The down side being that there is no way I am under my luggage allowance, especially with the handmade curtains I've ordered! But I'm hoping that the airports the same as everywhere else in that an appropriate note slid into the correct hand results in a situation being unexpectedly resolved. Oh talking of corruption... what are costoms like with pirated CDs/DVDs?
Strangely also savering the soberness. Actually feel my body physically recovering from the month in Goa. Have realised this means 2/12 months this year I have been tee-total. Deffinately means I can go all out conscience free at christmas. However after losing weight in my first month here and then drinking it on whilst travelling, the plan to again lose it is slightly going out the window. The surgeons here eat as much crap as home and I left my diet somewhere in the bottom of the bowl on a midnight (half way through duty) ice cream mission. Am probably going to Hampi this weekend to meet up with Jules (the chick I met from Glasgow whos living in Palolem for the season) which will be awesome, hear nothing but good things about it and would be wicked to get to know her better. Theres 2 holidays over the weekend for one of the million gods (I do love the gods and their holidays) unfortunately have a working day between each. So Ashwin's answer to the how do I broach the can I have saturday off. Is to first ask about Hampi, let Dr Rajan talk about how great it is... then say well I was hoping to go at the weekend, but well saturday... and it should be fine. Feel like I'm 15 again and plotting how to be allowed to go to a party. Oh yeah the surgical week is 6 and 1/2 days long. Monday and thursday is ward round all morning and ward work in afternoon. Tuesday and Friday is operating day- ie. 8- god knows when. Then Wednesday and Saturday is OPD with duty following. Harsh so the the guys effectively have only sunday afternoon off. But then one in three they do sunday too. So I let Ashwin sleep through this afternoons lecture!! Only fair. At least it wasn't a one-to-one hey An!
Anyway guys, in summary working my butt off with no alcohol! And actually having a wicked time. But Will am so ready for your party when I get back...
Take care all
P.S. Can I please have some messages on me board. Starting to feel like everyone's forgotten me cause I've been away for so long (sniff sniff, sob, sob!!)