DR. WAJEEHA ISSUES

 ERDiaries . Day 1 : Encounter with the HRD Hey all, I am super duper excited to blog down the latest twist of life , that’s happening in my favourite zone ( so far at least ), the ER. Working in the ER  from a government hospital to A listed private hospital - all I can say is the magnitude of change just can’t get any bigger.  If I am the centre of universe , the infinity extends in both direction.  Day 1   I , super duper excited , head to work in this new space with existing impression of the money minded corporate sector ( i.e. cough and you pay) .  But then variety is the spice of life. You just can’t be so biased. One needs to see things from both the perspectives to be able to judge. ( Everybody is judges , and that’s how we build opinions , to voice it out or not is our choices). With feeble knowledge in mind , butterflies in my tummy I reach the hospital in full sleeved apron of course ( Yayie! Graduated finally ! ...

I fall sick for 2 days , I expect the entire humanity to empathise with me . Be it Workplace , home , strangers everybody. I see people with communicable disease left at destitute homes I see people with HIV .  Forget empathising , people refuse to share the same room with them. The disease will definitely kill them , but then who is going alive anyway?  It's the stigma that kills . We forget our behaviour is being tested.  We forget that smile is charity . Showing concern is a sign of high sense of palliative care.

Single people like me can tell you what an asset a smartphone is! It has got my back , hands , legs or head . The gadget form of  •A baby I clothe adequately and prevent it from getting hurt . •My mom , it wakes me up... okay tries to ... The 24x7 talkathon with Siri ! Holds my attendants like Paytm , Swiggy , ola 😂 

Friends who listen to you are much like comfort food – on a bad day. You can eat their head and time for longest time till you can hold no more. People who listen to my unrealistic goals in compos mentis . Tolerate my Suppandi like antics . Ignore my insane laughter during conversation quietly like elaichi from Biryani.

Everybody is . Should be. My entry passes into this world . The balanced diet reaches me on time , without having to cook. Alhamdulillah . Lowest of the days get through without paying a bomb to psychiatrist. Rarest of the tribe that keeps me emotionally and mentally charged. People who aptly guide me to switch the soldier / the scout mode . People who taught me to doodle every possible good vibe I could think of !

When our ideologies don't match but genetic pool does , miracles happen 😆 The people you would never take a stand for otherwise are known as siblings . Though oppositely direction-Ed  We willingly/ unwilling end up doing the best for them. Somebody I would either not notice at all or may be get intimidated by... almighty made such people my siblings so that I insult them or get insulted by them . It's very rare that people who don't believe in your ideology at all stand next you to support you . That's the relation twist effect.