After spending four tiring weeks in the OB ward, this time, we’ll be in the delivery room. Seeing a woman’s you-know-what is really inevitable! Hehe. Actually, I’ve already seen two. Okay, I should stop talking about this. This blog is not intended for adults only.
For sure, I’ll get to experience how to deliver a baby (did I use the right term? Argh. Dunno), cut the cord, bathe the baby with oil, inject Vitamin K, and whatnot. This makes me scared!
The thing is, there are only few cases in the hospital where we are currently having our duty. So… everyday is always a rest day. Haha. If during the last rotation we barely eat during breaks, this time, every hour is lunch/merienda/dinner time! Haha. Actually, because of the endless breaks that we have, I’ve already finished doing my requirement for tomorrow. Hehe.
During our first day in that hospital, we were able to see how dilation and curettage is done (just search the interwebz about it). I don’t know how to react, but I wanted to go out of the delivery room while it was being performed.
Last Wednesday, I was supposed to watch how a baby is delivered, but by the time I got inside, my group mate was already holding the baby. I missed the action. Boo. That’s because I had to change my clothes. Haay. And oh, may kakambal yung baby! May kakambal na… ebak. Gross. The DR was stinking.
There was also an incident that happened (it doesn’t involve any patient). But I don’t want to share it. Perhaps, I’ll make it private. Besides, I don’t have time anymore.
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