What If?

ang susunod nyong mababasa ay pawang kathang-isip at kalokohan lamang. parental guidance is advised (i'm about to unleash a partial force of my insanity to the world!!!!! wahahahaha!)
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med students are said to have O-C components in their personalities, else they wouldnt be good docs. so technically, being an OC is a normal, integral part of being a med student. but what if we manifest more than OC-ness? would we still be considered "normal", if the other personality disorders took over?
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Scenario: a noisy classroom; the president of the class is trying to make an announcement...

the president is PARANOID
Pres: "announcement!... (class quiets down) We will be having a lecture tomorrow at 8 but I will be moving around the venue until the last minute...
classmate: "bakit naman?"
Pres: "baka ma-infiltrate tayo ng spies from section A! kailangan nating lumaban! pinadala sila ng U.S., ng CIA para makasigurong walang Pilipinong doktor ang makarating dun!"
classmate: "may Pilipino naman sa section A, pano mo nasabi yun?"
Pres: "they're working for the enemy!! wag kayong maniwala, yun ang gusto nilang isipin nyo!! phil-am ang presidente nila! basta, the venue for the lec will be texted tomorrow... burahin nyo agad kasi may self-destruct yung message..."

the president is SCHIZOID
Pres: (just talks normally in front of the class) "announcement, we will be having a lecture at 12-2pm tomorrow." (sits back down in the corner)
noisy class: "ano raw? ha?, paki-ulit nman ung announcement"
Pres: (from the corner) "we will be having a lecture at 12-2pm tomorrow."
class: "wala tayong lunch? kausapin mo nman ung prof..."
Pres: "wala tayong lunch. kayo nalang kumausap sa prof. wala akong paki. basta sinabi ko na ung announcement. bahala na kayo."

the president is SCHIZOTYPAL
Pres: "good morning everyone! tomorrow, we would have our daily stroll into the complexities of the human mind! our exceptional professors would be gracing us with a beautifully rendered powerpoint presentation at 3pm."
class: "saan yung venue?"
Pres: "doon tayo sa CA, mas maganda ang CHI flowing through that room, its like, the spirits of all the med students who studied there are guiding us and helping us make a more telepathic connection with our professors."

the president is DEPENDENT
Pres: "uhm.. class, eto na ang vice president para mag-announce..."
VP: "ok class, may choice daw tayo ng lecture time and place, saan nyo gusto?"
class: "kayo na bahala basta maaga tayo umuwi"
Pres: "ha? kayo na magdecide please... sigurado kayong ok lang? baka mali ung ma-sched namin eh, baka may mag-reklamo, may ma-hassle... si VP nlang mag-aayos... pag may problema, punta kayo kay VP..."

the president is BODERLINE
Pres: announcement! hoy class, makinig nman kayo... bakit nyo ko binoto kung ayaw nyo makinig? ganun ba ko ka-walang kwenta? pipigilan nyo ba ako pag tumalon ako sa ilog sa likod ng ospital?
class: (tumahimik) nakkinig na kami! wag kang ma-depress. sige na, anong announcement?
Pres: sasabihin ko lang nman na napa-payag ko ang mga prof na mas maaga tayong pauwiin eh...
class: YAY! galing mo naman! we love you!!
Press: "hahahaha! Of Course! I'm The Best! hahahahaha!... ... sandali, may announcement pa, hoy makinig kayo... please... bakit ba walang nakikinig sakin?... tatawid na ako ng Aurora nang naka-pikit... "

the president is HISTRIONIC
secretary: People, settle down. Here he is... our Prrresident! ... OLIVER!!!!

the president is NARCISSISTIC
class: "bakit wala na tayong sched buong sem?"
Pres: "pinaayos Ko. Gusto kong March-May ang class eh."
class: "ha? summer break yun eh?!"
Pres: "kaya?! AKO ang PRESIDENTE!! AKO ang masusunod!!! ayaw mo?, MGA KAWAL! PUGUTAN NA YAN!"

the president is AVOIDANT
classmate: "kausapin mo nman ung prof, para ma-resched ng mas maaga ung lec, un lang pasok natin eh"
Pres: "ha, ikaw na, baka magalit sila sakin... ang 'demanding' ko naman."
classmate: "ok, ako kakausap, i-announce mo nalang sa class"
Pres: "ikaw nalang, baka isipin mo kinukuha ko credit ng pag-kausap sa prof tapos sabihin pa ng mga kaklase natin na 'feeling president' ako..."

the president is ANTISOCIAL
class: "bakit di mo sinabi na nag-resched ang 8am class natin?! galit tuloy ang prof!"
Pres: "ha? nakalimutan ko eh, inaasikaso ko pa yung classroom natin for today. dun pala tayo sa ana amphi..."
class: (punta sa locked ana amphi) wla nmang class dito eh! nasan na ung Pres? san ba talaga tayo?!
classmate: "nakita ko kanina sumasakay nang taxi, mag- wwall climbing daw siya sa Rockwell."

what if I was the president? Personality disorder-NOS (not otherwise specified)
~bwahahahahahaha!!!!
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for aubrey, who is currently feeling the stress of being the president of the class... para ma-detox ka muna.
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hehehehe... i was reading peronality disorders in kaplan when i got the idea for my blog for you... ayun. enjoy.

---kzs---

"There is a land..."

"There is a land, called Passive-Aggressivah, and you are their Queen..." -Derek Shepherd to Addison, Grey's Anatomy
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Psych, I feel, is pure SPECULATIVE thought. Short of outright dissing it, I'm not sure if i'm willing to consider it a legitimate branch of medicine. Its just way too full of loopholes... diagnosing patients seem part guesswork and data manipulation, etc. *sigh* Do we really need to study this? (if I became a psych doc after all this pessimism, ewan!)

I was listening to the personality disorders audio rec, and the descriptions can fit just about everybody i know. I could narrow people down to a few categories but everyone has a personality disorder.

*BTW, sabi ni berns, when this was being lectured, she overheared Albert and Oliver looking for me (hehe, nag-cut ako). according to them, I fit the profile of a schizo. bwiset kayo.*

Anyhoo, the topic was intriguing so i actually read up about it in Kaplan. No, I am not a schizo... turns out, I fit the profile of passive-aggressive, under Personality Disorder NOS.

accdg to Kaplan,

"... people with passive aggressive personality disorder are characterized by covert obstructionism, procrastination, stubborness, and inefficiency. They characteristically procrastinate, resist demands for adequate performance, find excuse for delays, find fault with those on whom they depend; yet refuse to extricate themselves from the dependent relationships. They are not direct with their own needs; they fail to ask needed questions about what is expected of them, and may become anxious when forced to succeed (?!?) or when their usual defense of turning anger against themselves is removed. Because they are bound to their resentment more closely than to their satisfaction, they may never even formulate goals for finding enjoyment in life. Persons with the disorder lack self confidence and are typically pessimistic about the future..."

hahahahahahaha....

oh well, i'm DOOMED.

---kzs---

Line 1

matagal na akong di sumasakay sa LRT line 1. Nung huling napasakay ako sa line 1, token pa ang ginagamit at may non-aircon tren pa dun. tandang tanda ko pa... sa sobrang sikip ng nasakyan ko... nakalabas na ang katawan ko sa station platform, ung bag ko naipit pa sa loob ng sandamukal na taong nakasiksik sa tren.

kala ko may pag-babago na. wala nang token sa line 1. segregated na for male/female/senior citizens ang mga coaches. nag-chcheck na ng gamit para sa bomba. siguro naman wala nang overloading.

ANG ENGOT KO TALAGA.

sa sobrang pagod, naisipan kong mag-LRT line 1 para mabilis akong maka-uwi. Baka kasi pag nag-jeep ako, makatulog ako at makarating kung-saan.

sa pag-akyat palang nakita ko na ang GRABEng siksikan sa tren. naisip kong ok lang, ilang minuto lang naman, 5 stations away lang... kayang tiisin ang sikip.

pag-sakay palang mali na, nakapasok ako pero ang mga kasunod ko ipinilit isaksak ang katawan nila para makasakay. di na nagsara ang pinto... sabay pilit silang pumasok pa ng konti para di sumabit ang pwet nila at mka-sara ang pinto. (totoo to.)

alam nyo ba kung gano ka-sikip? ha?! HA?! BUMABA AKO after 2 stations palang ang nadaanan namin para HUMINGA lang ng ilang minuto sa station bago ako muling sumabak sa tren... (oh yes, feeling ko pag-baba ng lahat ng mga tao sa "end of the line" ilang katawan rin ang ma-ddskubre nila)

sa sobrang sikip:

may nakabuntis na sakin di ko pa rin alam.

sa sobrang sikip:
magkamag-anak na kaming lahat sa tren.

sa sobrang sikip:
nagka-TB, STDs at contact dermatitis na ko.

sa sobrang sikip:
pati mandurukot di kayang i-singit ang kamay nya para mag-nakaw.

PORKBUNporkbunPORKBUNporkbun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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sayang UP Manila trip... di rin kami sinipot ng dr. Wala pa ring nangyayari sa research namin. Oh well. nag-bonding nalang kami sa RP (T, Anj, April) kulit rin pla... kawawa si T. hehehe

---kzs---

Shhh....i'm hunting WABBITs

My insane sisters couldnt resist. they saw these two kewt wabbits and they fwell in wuv. they eawch had a "pewsonawl pwefewence"name for w'em.

Chi
hewe, sweetie... hewe tweetums

San:
bwix... cmon bwix..
fwootsie... hewe fwootsie...

ed:
here brix, here take two...

wets fweed them fwowers and cawwots and stuff... awww they'we sooo kewt... wet's bwush 'em and pet em...
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elmer fudd is gay.

---kzs---

Do not take life seriously, after all, no one has ever come out of it alive. -Bugs Bunny

Licensed to Drive

bakit ba maraming nag-dududa sa driving skills ko? ha? di ko naman kasalanan na lagi akong na-babangga eh! I'm INNOCENT! I'm actually a good driver. I follow road rules (most of the time), I dont text while driving (kinda), I dont drink and drive (tubig lang), I wear my seatbelt...



ahh... yan... ahh... thats my new handheld GPS system?...


no, i'm not reading.. that's a.. uh.. uhm... a roadmap.


di ako natutulog, nasilaw lang sa araw noh!


ehehehe freestyle driving po...


ahehehehehe... wala lang, parang lahat ng kilala kong may car may "porma" pics of them sitting in the car with driving poses wearing shades.. well, this is my version.

---kzs---

T.I.R.E.D.

I just came from the hospital. Me and San (my sis who's taking up nursing) decided to come home and give our other sisters a chance to take care of mom for a while. we could use some sleep. a cumulative 5 hours of sleep after 2 days is probably not good for me. (pero heto ako, nag-bblog.)

we had to drag mom to the hosp. yesterday after she lost consciousness in the bathroom and hit her head while trying to vomit. ayaw pa nya nung una... after she puked in bed and lost consciousness 2 more times, well she was in no condition to argue. maybe food poisoning. *sigh* too exhausted to think of other possible differentials. thank God my twin was home and didnt have work that night. shet lang, I cant carry my mom... she can... kinda.

I found out a couple of things:

>>When I'm exhausted. my brain generates answers w/o my conscious permission.<<

We all know the drill, patient Hx, etc etc. but we're usually doing the asking. My mouth forms the right answers while I'm trying to restrain my brain from making "wise guy" quips:

Smoker? Drinker?
(Hinde, teacher.) "Hindi po, walang bisyo."

May Hx ba sa family ng HTN, DM, high blood?
(tb, heart probs, neuro... hoy, day, kulang ka pa...) "Wala pong DM, HTN po father's side nya, tpos may Hx ng heart probs lahat ng bros nya."

>>When you're known as a med/nursing student, people expect that you know as much as a licensed practitioner.<<

aunt: Nagsusuka nanay mo? bakit hindi mo binigyan ng First Aid?? wala bang gamot na pwedeng ibigay para di na magsuka? isang doktor tapos isang nurse... (disappointment in her voice)"

Tinginan lng kami ni San.

(first aid?! ng unconscious patient? duh, tilt head to the side pra di ma-aspirate ang vomit.. we already did that. ano pa ba gagawin namin?! elevate legs? nge. tpos ng-vvomit? gamot... hellooo?! nagsusuka nga eh! how the hell is she supposed to keep down oral meds?! huh?!? huh?! want us to choke-feed our unconscious mom oral meds?!? argh.)

!@#$%^&*?!@#$%^&*!?!

pagod na ko after an exhausting night of calling dad, relatives, etc para mdala sa hosp nanay ko. mad rush to the e.r., arranging for a room, staying awake just in case she pukes again, etc etc. sansan's now behind me collapsed on her bed- dead to the world.

I needed to vent. (haay Mats, i needed to call you... was going to... kya lang may work ka the next day... and my ranting can wait. it wasnt serious, just typical pissed off ranting.)

haaay.

and to top everything off, I LOOK and FEEL like CRAP.

PORK - BUN !!!!

---kzs---

p.s.
my dad took us to the hosp... stayed 30 mins, then left. (to eat daw pero di na bumalik) we understand. he hates hospitals/blood/docs/sickness. and he cant function in a crisis without mom. but still... i cant help wishing he took control instead of looking lost and making us take charge. shit. he did call though, around 2am to check up on us. we do understand, but i guess i'm still royally pissed.