Today I had my 1st REAL experience of being a doctor. This time it was no playing “doctor-doctor” “doctor-patient” with my friends. This time we had to consult a real patient.
Fortunately, it was only IMCI (Integrated Management of Childhood Illnesses) and we were in groups. In addition, Sister S was there to overlook. *I wonder if the mothers (and babies) felt intimidated by 5 med-students consulting them? Maybe they felt special?*
Alhamdulillah, I really enjoyed my morning – May Allah keep it that way. Ameen.
I reminisced, yet again, my failure to be able to speak the native languages. Most people in Bloem speak Sotho and Afrikaans. In general my Afrikaans sucks and... well...Sotho... “ Dumela” (greeting) is as far as I can get! *language –crisis*
Ps. I do realise that I owe 2 blog posts:
The weird stuff about me (tagged by Blue Pearl); and
The versatile blogger (awarded by Rose Water)
So watch this space