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18 September 2008 @ 06:29 pm
i plan on sleeping in  
One day of ENT left. I suppose I have Hot Intern to thank for the fact that I'm still in medicine right now, a fact that seemed considerably more nebulous a fortnight ago. (DUDE ... this ALWAYS happens.)

On the other hand, I am sososo glad I'm not leaving behind even the smallest hint of my 'feelings' for him. At one point I was thinking what the hell ... I'm not in this hospital again all year, by which time he'll be gone - to Australia, as it happens; further away you cannot get. But I got a timely reality check. Ireland is a small place; Cork is a small city; and medicine is a teeny, tiny, insanely incestuous course. SPN ain't got nothing on it. I do NOT want to be whispered about as the one who went after that intern, ha ha, how lolarious, what was she thinking? I might not be in that hospital again, but a bunch of my class, not to mention final meds, will be - ready and able to carry any stories they can find to the next hospital, and the next. (As would I in their place, to be fair.)

What I think is unfairly funny, though, concerns my partner. She's a fairly stringent Muslim - she was explaining that those neck-length hijabs are, in fact, wrong - and she hardly looks any male doctor in the eye, let alone speaks to them, making it difficult when a question is addressed to her specifically. She's nice and all, but not nice enough to stop me thinking every day, THANK GOD I'M NOT MUSLIM. (Which is an incorrect term for an Atheist! But this is the existence-neutral god one uses in situations where 'fuck' is inappropriate.)

And SHE is close friends with two guys - close enough to IM and for them to drop marriage hints!

Clearly I need to start wearing mustard and navy hijabs with knee-length shapeless button-downs, for this is what attracts the mens. Not, in spite of what you might think, patent black wedges and Holly Golightly-esque tunics. Nuh-huh.

On a serious note, I saw someone today - in for a panendoscopy, I think, which is what you get when you can't tolerate a fibre-optic nasal scope awake (fair enough, they are GROSS) - who tried to commit suicide three months ago. Because he was being bullied.

At school.

He was twelve.

Things could be worse, I gotta admit.
Current Mood: bitchybitchy
Current Music: the boys are too refined (the hush sound)
trichinopoly ash: dan & emmaaldehyde on September 18th, 2008 07:04 pm (UTC)
i feel bad for the suicidal kid.

coming from an islamic background myself [although i barely practice much], i usually feel uncomfortable or out of place with those who are extreeeeeeeeeemely religious. i actually have some very religious pals who are good friends with men, but not in the romantic sense. but i've known a few like the person you mentioned who wouldn't respond to men at all in RL but would talk to them online, and not in the completely platonic way either.

every Starbucks should have a polar bear: bands: PATD: Brendon/Ryan smilesmilesmilscoradh on September 18th, 2008 08:36 pm (UTC)
Me too.

I think the problem with religion-as-applied-to-real-life is that, in the end, people are essentially people. Regardless of your cerebral views on the matter, your biological urges will impel you to find people attractive and mateable, etc. Denying them kind of warps the picture. I'm not saying indulging them constantly is the best thing either, but a basic acknowledgement of how the world works is best all around.
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every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: Twins playing keyboardscoradh on September 19th, 2008 12:02 pm (UTC)
As my friend says, 'you see total dogs with okay guys!' Which. I'm not sure if that was supposed to be reassuring.

Horrible, isn't it?
Sereniaserenia on September 18th, 2008 10:18 pm (UTC)
Suicide attempt at twelve! The poor kid! I hope he gets over his troubles.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: blue bustierscoradh on September 19th, 2008 12:09 pm (UTC)
Me too. They're thinking about putting him on meds, but that's not why he was in and specialty doctors know f-all about anything outside their specialty. (ENT doc: What's a heart, dude?)
Sereniaserenia on September 19th, 2008 10:38 pm (UTC)
One thing I've learned is not to even trust GPs about antidepressants. Most of them only know what the MIMS and the drug reps tell them. I've had some VERY bad advice from GPs about my meds. The only one who knew what he was talking about had half a psych degree as well.
mrsquizzical: mollyhugharrymrsquizzical on September 18th, 2008 10:38 pm (UTC)
jeeez. 12?

*wants to hug him*

hope you get some sleep soon.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Audrey Hepburnscoradh on September 19th, 2008 12:01 pm (UTC)
I know.

kestrelsparhawkkestrelsparhawk on September 18th, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC)
omg stuff
This pulled me back and forth, from funny to... sad. My niece at that age was exploring methods of suicide when her teachers finally noticed (which was before either of her parents did.)She's 18 months older now, and I'm terrified it will only be worse later in her teens. In her case, she was unhappy with her family. I'm trying to be more involved in her life...

OTOH, I LOVED the "thank god I'm not Muslim" and the atheist discussion. I'm going to take your comment, shorten it to "Thank God I'm an atheist," and try to think where to display it in my life. Window? Bumper sticker? *ponders*
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Attention bunnyscoradh on September 19th, 2008 12:18 pm (UTC)
Re: omg stuff
I really have no idea how one would deal with that, either medically or emotionally. But more support can never be a bad thing. And the age is shocking, but ... people get older. I remember being depressed from the age of fourteen. I just hope he switches out schools or something.

But you have to capitalise Atheist! Because we are the anti-religion but we deserve just as much entitlement as all the rest - believing in something no requirement. For example, I could argue that people who observe religious requirements in my presence offend my Atheist principles. (Not that I would. But I could.)