INSPIRED
I have been inspired. Finally. I have waited for so long.
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On the other hand, psychiatry is depressing the hell out of me. I'm doing two weeks of old age psychiatry before going back to general adult psych and waking up every morning has never been more difficult.
This little old lady on the psych unit has taken a liking to me. Sure everyone loves me (heh!) but not in strange ways like this LOL. Not only is she stalking me, she likes to hold my hand, kiss it and rub it against her cheeks; and persistently asks me to walk her back to her room. As soon as I close the door (oh how I wish I could lock the damn door) and walk away, she'll get out again and look for me. The only good thing is I'm giving her plenty of exercise.
Yes, it's borderline creepy. More so because she doesn't speak much English except for "I like you very much." It doesn't matter how many times I told her I don't understand Urdu except for maybe "Atcha." but does she listen to me??? How can an ever so tiny and osteoporotic LOL drive me up the wall?
Between her and the other lady who walks around thinking she's dead, it's enough reason to make my heart sink everytime.
It's widely known that one of the students in my year is battling depression. Yes there was some gossipping once but generally people have been quite understanding. It's a medical school. Coffee, exams, hospitals, emotional problems; everyone gets it.
Psych is definitely not agreeing with me.
Ah well. Love all the terminology though ;P
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On the other hand, psychiatry is depressing the hell out of me. I'm doing two weeks of old age psychiatry before going back to general adult psych and waking up every morning has never been more difficult.
This little old lady on the psych unit has taken a liking to me. Sure everyone loves me (heh!) but not in strange ways like this LOL. Not only is she stalking me, she likes to hold my hand, kiss it and rub it against her cheeks; and persistently asks me to walk her back to her room. As soon as I close the door (oh how I wish I could lock the damn door) and walk away, she'll get out again and look for me. The only good thing is I'm giving her plenty of exercise.
Yes, it's borderline creepy. More so because she doesn't speak much English except for "I like you very much." It doesn't matter how many times I told her I don't understand Urdu except for maybe "Atcha." but does she listen to me??? How can an ever so tiny and osteoporotic LOL drive me up the wall?
Between her and the other lady who walks around thinking she's dead, it's enough reason to make my heart sink everytime.
It's widely known that one of the students in my year is battling depression. Yes there was some gossipping once but generally people have been quite understanding. It's a medical school. Coffee, exams, hospitals, emotional problems; everyone gets it.
Psych is definitely not agreeing with me.
Ah well. Love all the terminology though ;P
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