First day of school

I feel like a child again, putting a pair of new shoes on (a gift from my Mak Cu), packed tuna sandwiches in my bag, a bottle of water in hand for my first day of hospital. I got a lift from Sing, and reached hospital half an hour early, the kind of start that I like. 

I'm in my fifth year now, aka final year (inshaAllah) which is totally different compared to last year. This year, every doctor expects you to know everything. This year, you are not allowed to do mistakes. And this year, you have to carry yourself as a doctor, vanishing the timid-i-don't-know-shits face. I guess I understand why. 

My first rotation this year is rheumatology; I am glad they put me in this rotation cuz this is the topic i know very little about. 

I had my orientation this morning,and I sat in the clinic with Dr. B. He's one of the nicest! (Dhla hensem). He was so sensitive and caring towards his patients. 

I can't disclose too much about this, but I cried on my first day of rheumatology. In short, one old guy came in with wrist pain. And then suddenly he cried, saying that he feels very lonely and misses his late wife terribly. They've been together for 50 years and now she's gone. He hates going home, and told us all the things he used to do with her. He cried and I cried. Dr. B comforts. I just hate how I couldn't hold back my tears. 

Anyways, I'm gonna have my lunch now. Wish me luck for my first week here!