Doc Mimay Notes

i was sorting some old stuff in my room, when i came across a folded 2 piece yellowish old bond paper, a photocopy of an article from signs of the times way back 2001. it was the same article na na-touched ako years ago, kayo pinaphotocopy ko. i knew there was something important with this that i kept it for a very long time... i read it again... and i cried.. and it seems like i am reading it for the first time again.

while browsing thru Facebook.. i stumbled upon this article, shared by 2 of my Facebook friends from theprayingwoman.com i clicked the link and started reading... next thing i know am already crying....

when i was a kid, i saw my mom as a school principal with many rules.. don't do this, don't do that, fix your bed, clean this up, blah blah blah. but growing up, i realized, she just love us enough to make an orderly, peaceful, safe home.  every morning she will wake up early and will prepare breakfast for us, pero dahil ang bagal namin kumilos, hindi na namin nakakain ang mga hinahanda nya. minsan gumagawa pa sya ng pizza para ganahan kami kumain, pero ganun pa din naiiwan namin ng walang bawas. but even though we were doing it every morning, she will still prepare for breakfast for the next morning, and the next and the next. looking back-- i saw how painful it is.

A test of FAITH Today marked the 2 nd day that I am not required to open and read these numerous books and handouts I can now only see afar. The time 1 wouldn’t be guilty if ever I will end up with longer hours of sleep (than what I am supposed to). Because for the 1 st time, I don’t have an idea of what am I going to do next. The very same day, I was having tremors as I opened the PRC website, having mixed emotions on what am I gonna see… WHERE IT ALL STARTED? Why I wanted to become a doctor.

You’ve been my seatmate almost my entire medschool, about 74.98% of the time. You have been my friend since then. But this past 4 months was what a hell-of-a-ride with you. You were my friend then, and I know, you are still now but much closer—with additional pinch of trust, seasoned with belongingness. The dreaded fight becomes a lot easier when you have someone fighting with you.

Alzheimer’s dse -also called senile dementia of the Alzheimer type (SDAT), primary degenerative dementia of the Alzheimer's type (PDDAT), or Alzheimer's—is the most common form of dementia. This incurable, degenerative, and terminal disease was first described by German psychiatrist and neuropathologist  Alois Alzheime r in 1906 and was named after him. Moving on… There is not even a single perfect human being who exists today. All of us fall short, all of us do have some bloopers in our lives that make it hard for us to move on and go forward. We tend to live our lives with the expectations of people around us that if we “accidentally” said something stupid, it will make us curl up and hide in our shell for some time and sometimes as we wish forever.