I’ve always been a fan of the signature, high-end perfumes that every girl would want to wear everyday aside from the famous Chanel No. 5, don’t get me wrong. But nowadays, wearing perfume becomes more of a necessity rather than a luxury (for as long as it is still within your budget).
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After 22 days of attending lectures, reading notes, downloading every classical music I know of to help me concentrate during my study time and munching all known sweets – chocolates and candies, and loading my blood stream with caffeine, I realized that what I’m learning today is what I’ll be needing tomorrow.
This is practically the month where I first get a good grasp of all my basic subjects which were floating at the back of my mind when I was in med school. This is the first time that I can literally appreciate what I am going to do for the next 20 years.
The human being is such a great creation and Medicine is by all means its discoverer.
Why am I saying this? God made us perfectly imperfect and with a purpose that even the smallest part of our body, from our DNA, to our cells, plays a specific role in our lives. It came across when I was about to compare my budget for “diet food” and with how much I’m spending with the kiddie, finger-licking, glucose-supply of Stik-O.
And I ended up realizing after reading my handouts how desperate I am to have more of POMC released by my Anorexigenic neurons to decrease my appetite and say goodbye to Ghrelin for now which practically inhibits my precious neurons, favoring the Lateral Hypothalamus. In layman’s term, I want to go on diet.
Before it was kind of hard to memorize these terms, but now, I appreciate the medical jargon and how simple those complex things were when you’re enjoying what you’re studying.
Caption of Picture: If it wasn’t for this picture, I wouldn’t have post this article. One stik-o is equal to more yogurt and more fit n right.
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This marks my 954th post on 101 Books.
Four years ago, I would’ve laughed if you told me I would publish that many posts on this blog. How could I possibly write 954 posts about a list of books?
But you’d be surprised at how relatively easy it is to come up with topics once you make a habit out of coming up with topics. I’ve figured out a few ways to build brainstorming into my everyday life, without taking up a chunk of time I don’t have.
That’s really helped me generate new ideas for the blog, so I thought I’d share a few of my tips with you guys. If you have a blog, maybe you might find one or two worth your time.
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She was a professional nurse at our hospital, not much older than me, and with no time during shift-work to see her private gynaecologist, she made the scary decision to come to the hospital’s gynae-clinic (scary because she would most certainly be seen first by an inept medical student before seeing the specialist).
I had to page her when I was ready for her, and while waiting for her to arrive I went through her latest results. I saw that on the same day as her last Pap smear, she had had an HIV-test. It was her six-month follow-up test after an injury on duty.
It was a moment that reminded me how connected healthcare workers are. We work long and strange hours that cause us to neglect our own health. We expose ourselves to the flavour-of-the-season bugs. In the heat of the moment resuscitating a patient we are at high…
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Tags: advice, commitment, couples, engagement, Love, Marriage, marvin santos, obligation, relationship, sheena marie joy ellasus abitria, smjea
I never thought that people wonder why I’m having this long term engagement with my fiancé. But after a phone call with one of the women I’ve adored so much due to her class and convictions, I am pretty sure that I’m on the right track.
What’s the problem with a long-term engagement? This is basically the fact where couples get to know each other more thoroughly, as compared to an ordinary boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Here, commitment is well-defined. Both parties know that they were about to get married, and not just plans but a frank announcement to the world whether informal that we chose this significant person to be part of our lives forever. Bonds like that is hard to break. It’s an investment of character.
Practically speaking, my boyfriend proposed to me last July 29, 2011 on a rainy evening, just when I was about to broke up with him. I was caught off guard after seeing a man holding one ring on his hand and both chinito eyes pleading for you to stay. I couldn’t say no and I didn’t because I love him and the only reason I want to break up with him was because it’s coming all too fast and I wanted to take it slow. That was more than three years ago and we’re still engaged after announcing to our families and friends about our upcoming wedding — the day to die for.
Why? Basically, my fiancé was ready already. All it takes was my “Yes” and the seriousness that goes along with it, the budget and the over-all details of a perfect wedding. But back then, I was only in love and building a family for me requires stability. Back then, I knew that before even tying the knot, I have to let him know where I’m standing at.
I was a medical student during that time, a scholar supported initially by my alma mater and all my relatives. I was their pride and at that time, I couldn’t afford to let them down. During those times when I’m still trying to earn my degree, being married is a downside for my never-ending goals to study and pursue my dreams as a doctor. I had to take it one step at a time.
I was not in a rush because I’m a dreamer and a family-oriented woman (blame that to my zodiac sign). Coming from a family where I’m treated as a princess, the unica hija, I wanted to sustain that for the family that I am planning to have without even relying to my parents. I still wanted to be the independent “me” without even begging for anyone to buy the things I want or relying from my parent’s wealth. I just wanted to do more and I wanted to have every right to do what I want, married or not.
So in other words, I was the one holding back because I have dreams, not only for my future but also for my family – my parents, my brothers, my relatives. Being the eldest, I wanted to do more than just bring food on the table. I wanted to put my family on a safer zone before even leaving them for another family — the one I’ll be building with my fiancé. And I’m not going to depend those desires and obligations to my future husband.
I’ll say we’re taking it one step at a time. Put God as the center of our relationship. Know our priorities. Settle our individual goals first. Prepare for our dream wedding. The list is on and keeping the romance in spite of quite a long-term engagement, that is something.
You see, being married is not just about love. It’s being both physically, mentally, financially, spiritually prepared for a lifetime commitment. It’s what I learned from my parents happily married for more than 25 years and it’s what I’ll bring forward to our very own version of “married life” when that day comes.
As the saying goes:
“Save the best for last.”
And with this being said, I’m just thankful and happy for God blessed me with a man who’s willing to wait, no matter how long. I found an almost perfect guy with some lame imperfections.
I love you, Marvin, for everything that you are and for everything that you’re not.
Random Thoughts by Doctor Shei
Tags: abitria family, baby, baby heart, baby's name, heart, princess, sheena ellasus abitria
Last Saturday, October 11, 2014 at 3:35 PM, the much-awaited baby in the family was born. First daughter of my brother, Mike, and his wife, my sissy Rose Ann, our little princess was obviously the new light of our family.
Born within the walls of my alma mater, guided and supported by my colleagues, we prayed so hard for her to be delivered normally. My mother’s prayers were answered as she went out perfectly fine at 2.9kgs, healthy looking and with a sweet cry.
Coming from a family where I am the unica hija, having a niece is a dream come true. With that dream however comes the most critical part of what our first baby girl’s name will be.
The couple went out for names such as Athena or Sophia, inspired by the hit movie of KathNiel. But my mom, the most excited human being on earth during those times, was obsessing that the child be named after her as “Jacqueline” and Rose Ann’s mother “Rose”. So initially, I thought we’ll call her Jacqueline Rose, but on the very last minute of registering her birth certificate, she changed it to Jacklyn Rose as advised by my Pedia aunt.
While my mother seems to have the last say for the baby’s name, we’re still deliberating over her nickname in which we found a few suggestions from JR, J-Ann, Jack, JM, Athena, Ateng, until we arrived with the link of her name to Jack and Rose of Titanic.
In one of the cutest conversations from the four girls of Abitria family starring with Mommy, me, Sissy and the Baby (because I figured she was listening), we were deliberating of the perfect nickname for our little princess. We started off with Titanic and had a few laughs after realizing that her name was actually from its two main characters.
My mom was a bit serious in asking Sissy about the first movie they’ve watched together (with my brother) and after thinking so hard, she said it was Corazon (Ang Unang Aswang), a horror-suspense Tagalog movie starred by Erich Gonzales. Funny as it may sound but from Corazon, we translated it to her English version “Love”. But rather than using Love which was already too popular as a nickname, we changed it to Heart in connection with Titanic’s Heart of the Ocean.
Adding up to that, my mother always say “Wala akong pera. Puso meron.”
Truly, Baby Heart was born out of love from her parents, blessed by God and adored by people around her.
So that’s how our little princess was baptized with our holy water at home this October 15, 2014 named as Jacklyn Rose, nicknamed as Heart.❤️
Welcome to the Outside World, Baby Heart!💖
Tags: advice, engaged, engagement, Love, love advice, marvin isais santos, random thoughts, reflections, relationship advice, Relationships, sheena ellasus abitria, thoughts
I was a medical student. I was frustrated. We were in Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) having our dinner with my sisters from med school. And we ended up having this awesome pose of “What if I’m mad?” and he was like “Oh my. Here we go again.” Haha.
He was on his off from working at the bank. He was frustrated. We were celebrating my father’s construction company’s Christmas Party with my family and my dad’s employees. And we ended up having this amazing pose of “What if he’s mad?” and I was like “So? You’re mad? Then what?” Hahaha.
This is so throwback but I love this, literally!
Rumor Has It. ^_^
Tags: Adversity, advice, better you, book review, daily advice, doctor shei, good vibes, positive quotes, reflections, sheena ellasus abitria, What Makes A Winner, Whit Criswell, winner
Currently, I’m reading a book entitled “What Makes A Winner” written by Whit Criswell, and it is actually a combination of inspiring ideas and principles adapted from the Bible for business and life. For me, it’s more of a “wake-up call book” to call my attention of what I’ve been focusing on with my life and I must commend the author for publishing a book which is worth reading for.
Being smart and quite a perfectionist before never gave me a chance to have a lot of real friends. When I was young, I thought it was my problem to be always “misunderstood”, perhaps because I was a bit more tactful and opinionated at a lot of things, and sometimes I was so naive that when I tend to praise people, it comes as something fake or with a hidden agenda. But honestly, it was just a pure compliment that I’m giving to them because I was brought up with the kind of world where you don’t expect people to appreciate you for everything. And I thought that people needs that — an honest compliment, a praise, a commendation or even a thank you.
As I grow up, I realized that I never have to blame myself for what other people may think of me, but I should always be aware of my actions and my words. The thing is, when I’m not doing anything wrong in my conscience, then there’s nothing to be worried about. Worry, as I’ve learned, is a deal-breaker. I may have been clueless of who my real friends are when I was a growing adolescent, but as I aged and matured, I learned that you cannot please everyone and true friends will be willing to stay with you no matter how many stones people will throw at you.
I’ve been learning that for the past 27 years, and one favorite quote I learned from my MDS sister was “At my age, I already establish the people who stay in my life and the people who will just be passing through”. I finally understood what it meant having to face all kinds of adversity, that yes, in our daily lives, we will meet different types of people with various circumstances, but it will only be up to our choice whether we let them be a blessing to us or a lesson.
The best thing that you have to be wary about is how deep you know yourself as a person. I often ask myself if what I’m doing is worth for my growth as an individual. Will the 10-year older me be happy with the actions of my present me? I re-evaluate often as far as I can to see how I am changing as a person. Will that be even for the better or only for the worse? As to what we have believed that change is inevitable, adapting to it is a must.
Hence, upon facing difficulties, I’ve started anew by letting go of the negative things in my life and realized that there are so much good in this world to begin with. I made this Tumblr account where I kept on posting random things about life and the world as people may have understood it, and upon glancing back to all what I’ve posted, I was happy that my blog is that other part of myself which brings out the good in me. It was like an intangible friend whose words and advices, and photos reflect so much beauty in a person. The life, the dreams, the daily advice – all existed in my blog.
And if I was just another reader, I would have thought that the blogger was indeed an incredible human being who had so much going on with her life, that regardless of her struggles in life, she was that person who’s willing to be a light to others. That’s how I see her blog. That’s how I see my blog. And that’s how I wanted to keep it – good vibes and all.
Write something as if you are talking to yourself. As Whit Criswell explains in his book “My self-talk influences my self esteem. We are constantly talking to ourselves unconsciously.” What we write will always be a reflection of what we are – heart and soul.
As a face is reflected in water, so the heart reflects the real person.
I learned that being an optimist is seeing that from the hundreds of people I’ve encountered in my life, there was about ¾ of them who’ll always see me as an inspiration, a beautiful person inside out, someone that people would look up to. And rather than focusing on all the negatives, I am starting with what makes my life positive, continuing to be better every day and preparing my soul for the big day when I’ll have a chance to face the Lord and tell Him how I made my journey worthwhile.
by Doctor Shei