Must... Not... Forget.... the Madness!

Apr 16, 2008 19:16

I ended my rotation with the mental hospital yesterday. I was glad two weeks lang ako dun, it was a good experience. Just enough time to get to see how the place works, but not enough time to get sick of the place. Any longer and it might not have been a good experience anymore! How rotation is - what depts i go to and what i do in each.

Here's a cyber tour for you and for future me.

When you enter NCMH, you can go to one of three departments (as a patient or as an intern on duty) - admitting unit, out patient services or ER. From there, all patients who are admitted go to the ACIS, Where I was posted for a few nights. The ACIS decides where to put you - in any of 35 compunds (called Pavilions). The lot for the mental hosp is huge! 35 Pavilions huge!

At the ACIS, I get to see all kinds of patients. Some accept their illness and believe that they should be there, so they're docile. Others were either just tricked into going to the outpatient department, or were caught and bound by their barangay police and taken to the ER by barangay Ambulance.

I just take PEs, histories or MSEs all day. After I do that, they get to see a real doctor who decides what to be done with them.

I remember a few of the patients, the ones i took histories of. But a lot of them just required PEs, so I don't remember them at all, their names or their faces. It's not like I can have a quick 5-minute bonding session with them over a PE. It's not coffee, it's a physical exam.

Inside the Pavilion I was posted in (Acute Adult Male), the inmates are divided into wards. I spent my day in the very hot ward I was assigned to and did Physical Exams, histories or Mental Status Exams. The MSE is composed Standard questions to be logged in patients record. It's fairly simple, but you have to learn to tell if the patient is lying to you.

I learned how to tell when one patient I was interviewing was whispering, and when i looked up from the piece of paper I was writing and asked who he was whispering with, he denied he was whispering at all.

He was an older gay patient who met a not-so-older gay patient and then they spent about 30 minutes talking about ruffa guitierez and beauty pageants, in front of me hahaha.

Some patients were often naked and masturbating, or with food all over their faces after lunch. But a lot of them looked and acted normal too, sometimes you can barely tell the difference, but sometimes they look normal but then it becomes obivous when they speak.

After a couple days, you get used to hearing an inmate flipping out or generally just screaming, for about 2 hours. Your brain kinda stops hearing the noise after 30 minutes. You can continue to accomplish your work with all the cursing going on in the background.

Or some patients in my ward would get into fights with each other. I didn't get used to seeing that because it only happened once or twice while I was there.

-0-

The mid-year interns from FEU were really nice to me as soon as I arrived. They explained stuff to me and I hung out with them at lunch. I belonged immediately because we're all from FEU!

Other interns rotating there are from Fatima, UST, St Luke's or Perpetual Help. There's an fair share of hardworkers and slackers from each school, but in general everyone there is hardworking and/or ambitious.

I didn't really clash with anyone, not the interns or the doctors or the patients. But man, the nurses! That's a different story. 95% of the nurses were bitches! Old, young, fat, thin, tan or fair, all bitches! The male nurses were kind of suplado but generally hardworking and some of them were pretty hot haha. Hot interns, hot doctors. It was hard to concentrate sometimes!

So yesterday we all parted ways. Some people took pictures with each other pa, others just left without saying goodbye.

-O-

I'm liking meeting new people and knowing them for 2 weeks then just moving on. It makes me feel like a new person each time haha. And I can pretend I'm... a good person, for example. Or a non smoker. Or not to know how to speak tagalog. I can be someone new every two weeks! Hehehe.

mental hospital, goodbye

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