Showing posts with label medicine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label medicine. Show all posts

Saturday, July 26, 2008

California Adventures - part 1

After 10 months away from home, we finally made it back to the other side of the Pacific Ocean! We spent 3 weeks soaking in the presence of family and friends… and, of course, eating at our fave restaurants (Mike’s real reason for ever being homesick!).

The timing of our visit was focused on a grand event that took place on the grassy field of our alma mater Loma Linda University in southern CA. On May 25, Mike’s little brother Sidney joined the club of “Dr. Mercado’s”, receiving his Doctorate of Medicine degree as a member of the largest graduating class in the history of LLU’s School of Medicine. Among his classmates were Van Geslani (fellow Guamanian and son of Uncle Bevan Geslani who is the SDA Clinic director). Thanks to all the connections that come out of attending a reputable church-affiliated medical school, we were also delighted to run into old friends who were celebrating other graduates.

It was a nostalgic experience to watch Sid walk across the same stage that we and my brother George did just 4 years ago--the walk that symbolizes all the paths that lead there and those that go forward from it. Sidney has, so far, survived the first month of his Internal Medicine residency at the Harbor UCLA hospital in Torrance, CA. Although intern life is treating him as expected (quite rough!), we’re confident that God is growing his knowledge and character in preparation for the mission field—a desire that we were excited to see evolve and solidify during his visit to Guam. We’re proud of you, Sid!

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Sid's Grad



We do owe a huge Si yu’us ma’ase to our faithful friends Merrick and Lynne for providing a comfy and Max-friendly home environment during our stay in Loma Linda. We were also more than grateful for the warm clothing they loaned us to help brave the rain and 53-degree weather which we were totally unprepared for!

Monday, September 17, 2007

On My Own

The journey towards physicianhood can be arduous, painful, and thankless (8.50 per hour!). Nothing is sweeter than breaking through to the "other side", and removing the "resident" label which now entitles me to a little more freedom, respect, and reasonable monetary compensation. At the same time, nothing is more frightening than removing the "safety net" we residents refer to as "the attending". No more drawn out inpatient rounds, required lecture attendance, gathering data at o'dark thirty in the morning, or "guess what I'm thinking" medical trivia...I am on my own!

This past week marked my first week on the Inpatient Medicine Service which equated to heart failure, GI bleeding, pancreatitis, stroke, heart attacks, cancer (all bad things)...all managed by a team of 1 (also a bad thing). The week was inaugurated by a call night of laboring OB patients and crashing heart failure lady. Also, crashing heart failure lady didn't seem to care if I was post-call either. The week seems like a blur to me. Was it scary...yes. Did I kill anyone...no! Can't wait to do it again!?!