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The Medical Team by 2lola: 3:30pm On Jun 22, 2018 |
THEY_RUINED_OUR_TEAM
When we were admitted into the university, some
of us were in Nursing Sciences, Optometry,
Medical Laboratory Science, Physiology, Anatomy,
Medicine and Surgery, Physiotherapy, Dentistry,
Pharmacy, Radiology etc.
We were subjected to general studies (GNS).
We were taught by mathematicians, chemists
Education teachers, physicists and philosophers.
Since they knew little or nothing about the slight
differences in our course of study, they addressed
us by a general name: Medical and Health
Sciences.
We made friends amongst one another.
" What's your department? " I'd asked.
" Nursing sciences. "
" Wow! I 'm in Medicine and Surgery. Meet my
friend, she's in Pharmacy."
That way, we became bound by the cords of
friendship, and we read at the lecture theatres.
We had one common goal: to pass our exams.
We put our heads together in solving the past
questions for that semester.
Bunmi my Pharmacist friend, was good at
Mathematics.
Nelson was the English teacher.
Ekene the Nursing guy, was a wizard in
Chemistry.
I loved Biology, and Ahmed my Optometry friend
taught us Physics.
Together, we solved the past questions, taught
and complimented each other.
Now towards our third Year in school, things
started to go sour, and South. Bunmi would pass
and just wave. Kayode would just brag when he
sees me. Ekene barely would talk to me, and
whenever Ahmed picked my calls, I 'd feel like I
owed God a testimony.
Each of us had the key to our respective classes
and we locked them against every other student
that wasn't in our department. The center could
no longer hold - things fell apart:
" They should have considered it a privilege to be
associated with me."
" Oh, I didn't tell you? "
Towards our third year in school, we had new
lecturers with entirely different mindsets ,
behaviors and speech. They were our seniors in
the profession.
They'd availed themselves so we could be taught.
Pharmacists taught the Pharmacy students.
Doctors taught the student Doctors.
Researchers taught physiologists and anatomists.
Scientists taught the student Scientists.
Matrons taught the student Nurses.
Every thing went fine, until we were introduced to
a strange course; a course not found in the
curriculum. But we learnt it. It was injected into
us, and it went straight into our heads and our
minds absorbed them.
They were injections of words.
We were told to uphold our disciplines with great
esteem and never to accept any humiliation from
anybody.
They told us that we were superior to other
departments. Student laboratory scientists were
told that without the laboratory, the hospital is
handicapped.
Physiologists and anatomist were told to
assumed the position of knowing sources,
claiming that without research and experiments,
medicine is useless. The Nursing students were
told that they were indispensable. The student
Doctors were told that they were general
overseers. The Pharmacists assumed the
appellation ; Bedrock of Medical Practice.
These may not be entirely false, but the next
words injected in us triggered the hatred, ego rise
and envy.
We were told of how other departments in the
same medical field hated us; of the need to stand
up and uphold the fight because other
departments are jealous of ours and wants to
humiliate us. We were told that medical doctors
were arrogant and hence we'd give them no room
for such display. We were told that nurses were
insulting, hence, all relationships with them
should be kept at a highly official level and with
great consciousness of our ego; that the basic
medical scientists were poke - nosing into our
territory, so we must annihilate them as possibly
as we can.
We were taught to esteem our ego and defend our
profession against our 'foes' in the same field.
No wonder we now feel insecure amongst
ourselves - the injection really worked.
Sadly, as I bleed in my heart writing this, I
recalled our first years, when our minds were like
virgins. We were together and we all had one
mind and one goal - The Exam.
Now we are faced with a bigger goal - The
patient.
But, we aren't together.
So,
How can we Pass?
They've ruined our team.
Written by Isaiah Ugochukwu Obialor (Student
Medlab Scientist)
Reviewed by Iruke Kingsley Chukwuebuka
(Student Optometrist)
Edited by Wisdom Ngumoha
(Student Doctor)
Fore worded by Ogechi Blessing Godwin
(Student Nurse)
And Arugo Wisdom
(Student Pharmacist)
Re-edited by Whyte
(1st year physiologist)
Nigerian Medical Sector
*There's no "I" in TEAM* 2 Likes 2 Shares |
Re: The Medical Team by TeflonBlixx: 3:35pm On Jun 22, 2018 |
Great!! The chasm that exists amongst the medical and health science students should be gotten rid of. It is of no practical use filling students with dumb stories of how they are better than others. Talk about misplaced priorities. |
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