life....: stressed out!

Friday, March 07, 2008

stressed out!

yes i am kinda stressed out now. exams exams exams..

next week:
monday: mcq n essay forensic and legal medicine + ethics
tuesday: mcq opthalmology
thursday: clinical n viva opthalmology

help!! especially for my funduscopy exams.
always having trouble in interpreting what i see...
gosh im scared... hmmmm...
but hopefully it will turn out okey...

i can do this!! i will!!

*Ya Allah, please give me the strength to keep going on..*

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The Oath of The Doctor

I swear by God ...The Great

To regard God in carrying out my profession

To protect human life in all stages and under all circumstances,doing my utmost to rescue it from death, malady, pain and anxiety. .

To keep peoples' dignity, cover their privacies and lock up their secrets ...

To be, all the way, an instrument of God's mercy, extending my medical care to near and far, virtuous and sinner and friend and enemy.

To strive in the pursuit of knowledge and. harnessing it for the benefit but not the harm of Mankind.

To rever my teacher, teach my junior, and be brother to members of the Medical Profession .joined in piety and charity.

To live my Faith in private and in public, avoiding whatever blemishes me in the eyes of God, His apostle and my fellow Faithful.

And may God be witness to this Oath.

If, by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

life....

Friday, March 07, 2008

stressed out!

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