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Slowly getting my old hobbies back.
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It has been a while since .
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I was always forwards. Quick to move on. Never holding grudges, just okay with whatever. Paced my life like trying to catch a deadline. Getting things done for the sake of it, as long as nobody dies or gets missed out. That led to compromises and then, consequences. Do I regret not saying anything? Not at all. I always laugh it off. I’m just happy to be of help to those in need. Unbothered of things beyond my control. It was a game of endurance for me after I signed myself up for it.
God’s plans, not mine. This entire thing hurt my parents more than me. They’re growing older too. Maybe it’s time to pause and smell the flowers.
Can’t save them patients when I need saving too. Let the next few months be the time for catching up and working on myself. It has been long overdue. Truly grateful for everything that happened. Thank you, Lord for saving me, especially from things I knew nothing about.
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✨Of course, It’s your decision to make but if you ask me, I think you deserve a break because of what you went through. We will still be here, just like the 9 other training programs in the country. I want you to be ready for the time when a person dies because of the mistakes your very own hands made. When you apply I’ll tell them, “Yes, sir. Pinag-isipan niya talaga to.”
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✨You’ll be a surgeon. Not in your time but God’s time
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✨Thank you for setting a good example to our clerks and pgis. There are very few of you these days. I know you are tired. I appreciate you for always trying. Thank you for always taking good care of our patients
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✨Know when to stop making an effort. You can’t be too passionate. If you pour too much resources on someone who’s already dying, you compromise the next patient who has a chance with survival. It’s not that I hate you when I scold you. I want you to be better. Keep that in mind. When you’re ready, don’t waste time and just go for it. Talk to me again when you have decided.
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✨Time will tell. I truly wish you find your passions in life. See you in the OR when I’m back.
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✨Shit happens. No matter how hard you try to avoid it. It happened to me too and even got the worse outcome. I won’t scold you, just pay it forwards. It’s sad to know that you will be stopping. I pray that you will find the best path for you.
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✨Always remember what I told you, my advice to all my residents, in training you only need 2 things: Honesty and good attitude. You already have that. I hope you don’t lose it. You are one of the few residents I trust with my patients, service and pay. I want you to be a good surgeon. Call me anytime when you need help
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✨Oh!! I already endorsed you to — for residency after your GS program. That’s how it had always been and still is! Pursue that. You can make it!! God bless!! Take care! You have the correct perspective. I pray you Never lose them! 🙏
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Posted this on the February 29th 💕


First OR without the hazmat suits! 😂
Thank you doc Carl for my first AP, my first IJ insertion, my 1st pigtail insertion and 1st CTT 🙏🏻

First knife?

Everybody loves a TVCS intraop referral in the middle of the night.

First IJ feat the kindest radioresident. Thank you doc Carl for documenting 😂 ever supportive

ER/Neuro > OPD/TCVS 😅

The best mentor anyone could ask for.
I entered GS residency wanting to be a pediatric surgeon. It didn’t matter to me when I was hurt or dead tired, but when Dr. Guzman left for training abroad, I was heartbroken. I lost one of the consultants who made residency bearable and the hope for ilonggo children. I’m sorry I disappointed you. I will figure out my passions in life, soon.

The kind of ORs I truly miss. I could never thank doc Lee enough.

The post op course of this particular patient made me very happy. 🙂 GCS 15, ambulatory, almost back to his daily day to day activities. 🙌🏻
I started neurosurgery rotation when I was really in a dark place, with my sunday duties and “basaha sa libro” or dretso tawag nlg na kay Doc Gaw te” responses. Thank you doc for everything you taught me. I’m always excited for ORs, rounds and referrals even if you give me tough love. 😂 Thank you for the textbook and life lessons. 🙏🏻 Thank you for motivating me to study. Our neuro patients kept me waking up early and going back to the hospital when I felt like I couldn’t.

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"You know Lev, I see you as someone who never had it difficult in your life."
You should know that you only see what I choose to show you. So, I won't bother trying to change your mind.
Imagine, when he told me that, I actually believed it. I invalidated all my struggles momentarily just because someone I cared about said so. I laughed it off like I always do.
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Since twitter is no longer a safe space. I shall go back here.
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First Hospitalist Experience



I attended a friend’s thanksgiving party today, had coffee with group afterwards and at 8 pm, I found myself at the Surgery On Call room of The Medical City Iloilo. I love it when things take these kind of turns. What a spur of the moment kind of thing. It was an amazing experience, I wish I had done it sooner. I am so thankful to my friends, if it weren’t for their encouragements I would probably still be sulking waiting for January 1st.
So I got to do wards, ER and ICU. The best part of it was me finally having an interaction with Dr. H, on of the 5 surgeons I look up to. Backing track a little, when I got to the hospital I heard “code blue” and I prayed really hard it wasn’t a surgical patient because I don’t hella know what to do. I went straight to the 4th floor, like my dear friend who I covered for instructed. The telephone was dead, the mobile phone was at 7% and the on call room was a mess. I left my backpack and went to the nearest nurses station. Thank God, the nurses there were super nice and welcoming. They called maintenance to get the telephone fixed and lent me a phone charger, which was incompatible and I had to use mine anyways but I do appreciate the effort. I shamelessly asked for their wifi password because my mobile network decided to bail on me that day, of all particular days. I almost panicked hahaha. So I bought prepaid load online, called housekeeping for new sheets and I finally got settled in. I 3 ER consults which was not bad, one ICU call up and several ward calls. There were quite a handful of post open heart surgery patients. I got to text 2 of the TCV surgeons who never fail to amaze me. One even called me several times, which made my day! Dr. H is super nice, I did learn a thing or two that night. I went to the OR to check the schedule and the nurses there offered dinner but I already had mine, so they got me cake and ice cream. At around 2 to 3 am, I tucked myself in but could not sleep until several hours later. It was probably due to the new environment. I got several calls too and realized i’m a light sleeper because I usually picked up on the first ring. At 7am I edited the census and when I got back, breakfast was already there. I left at 8am. It was a fun 12 hour shift even when I was all by myself and I have no idea what consults or call ups I might be getting. The consultants I called were all kind to me that I totally loved my experience. Before I left, I had to text the chairman of the department I got accepted to, regarding his patient. I doubt he recognizes me.
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Taken December 1st 2021
Last day as a preresident. I have been truly grateful for the last 2 months. I cried when I least expected it. I made new friends, hated the choices I made sometimes but fell in love with surgery some more. It was a struggle to be in a cutthroat profession without any competitive bone in my body. It was exhausting and at times, tested my patience but at the end of the day it was fulfilling. That is one thing I can not find elsewhere.
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Thank you to my prayer warriors, God heard us! We did it. 🙏🏻❤️
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