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Doctors Without Borders

(Re-blogged from my prev. blog)

On these past few days, I've come to realize that the spirit of unity and love as a whole are still alive amidst the reality of "urbanized-way" in dealing with life. Even though we are currently situated in a world chained with competition, bind with rage and selfishness, pigments of these beautiful values were preserved and are still twinkling 'though at times, unnoticed.

Last Saturday, we were blessed to meet some Australian Med Student Doctors of Flinders University. We had some CHP (Community Health Plan) presentations by our seniors to help our visitors understand more about our unique curriculum. The said program also served us eye-openers for us lower years on the upcoming challenges that our group will soon encounter. We were near-tears when we have discovered that the different projects presented were of big impact to the communities they adopt. One of the most amazing video presentation were  by the 4th years. Their community is in Lakewood, Zamboanga Del Sur. It was said that this community is one of the poorest municipalities in Region 9. Moreover, the infant mortality rate in this area is high due to numerous factors like that of Inaccessibility of Health-related services in the area, the geographical location and lack of manpower. The students, serving as catalyst of change, came up with unique programs to address certain issues that the residents are currently facing. And of course, with active participation and involvement of its constituents, the proposed programs came to reality. One of the most appealing project that our seniors   came up is the construction of a halfway house.  It was said that this construction will serve as a "Maternity Lying-In".  And what makes it more unique is that, the said unit will be constructed using empty plastic bottles. The project indeed covered some of the major problems in the municipality. Accessibility of health services will now be possible, Perinatal problems will be reduced, Optimum Mother and Child Health will soon be realized. Another project that send me in tears is the production of yellow banana boats for the children living near the lake of the mentioned municipality. The center of governance, health, business and education is located mountains-unpaved roads-and not to mention, KILOMETERS away from these residents. Imagine, an elementary student, walking 5-6 km (insert: muddy and steep roads) just to attend his classes. It's  difficult to absorb the idea that these youngsters whose simple wish is to be enlightened end up weighing these burdens on their shoulders.  So the Med Students, to address these problems, came up with Yellow banana boats to help transport children, mothers and even the sick to their center. These projects indeed caught our attention and shook our hearts. Even our foreign colleagues were amazed with these programs. They said that they cannot just fathom the reality that we, developing countries, are currently experiencing. And the sacrifices that we chose to give-up just to help those who are in need. Last Saturday,  made me realize that indeed, I made a right choice in picking ADZU-School Of Medicine. For they really adhere to its principle: To create doctors for God and Country.

InshaAllah, someday, I can make a difference too.

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The Last Time

This post is dedicated to my: "The one that got away"

Dearest, I keep telling myself that you are one of the most beautiful "miracle" that had happen to me. Our story was a beautiful tapestry woven with knits of emotions and love. We were then the perfect portrait of young love. I really don't know what it is in you that makes me so enchanted. And believe me, until now, a mere thought of you brings PVCs in my heart. :)

It has been years since we had a good talk. Well,  I really don't know if that was a "conversation" we had last last last (and last? :D) year. You know, I was too shy. Your mere presence kept me spellbound. I just couldn't  fathom the reality of  "you and me" in that beautiful moment. Perhaps I was just too happy. And my heart was at peace having you as the subject of my sight. Then eventually.. All words dissolved but for the first time, I was contented :')

Just recently, you passed by my pacified stream. And once again, you've charmed the stillness in me. Since then, I was kinda.. "hoping". But then, I/You/We never had a chance to end/begin (once again).

End. Once again.

Well, It was I who "ended things up". And you know what's the reason behind. It was kinda "immature" for us to act "mature" on that issue.  I don't know.. Or was it just me. That phone call.. I can still recall that striking question you posed.  Whenever it crosses my mind, I can’t help but laugh and yet.. regret. And that was our last "serious" talk..

Begin. Once again.

Begin.  For now, it is such a "foreign" word. Whenever I associate this word with our "relationship", I just can't paint "beginnings" with you. When are we going to begin..once again? I miss you.  I miss our friendship. I miss making new beginnings with you. Can you begin with me once again?

Time passed.

We were involved in different activities that somehow mold us to be the persons that we are right now. I want to tell you personally how proud I am on the different accomplishments you've just attained. I heard that you are happy on the things that you do. Thinking of you and your contented disposition makes my heart at peace. :')

MovING on..MovED on.

I've moved on. And this time, I'm telling this with certainty. Thank you for the beautiful memories we've created. Thank you for making my childhood colorful, for making me believe that indeed I'm beautiful, for bringing me closer to God, for allowing me to smile and live life with vigor, and for teaching me how to love LOVE. :) I'll forever cherish "us".

This will be.. The Last Time.

Of course, there will never be "Last Time" for us. I think I will always be waiting for you to come back home. You're my friend after all. And our friendship spells FOREVER. But, this will be "THE Last Time" that I will allow my heart to breath with hope..and to wonder if You and I will end together. Nope..not anymore. :)

Ms. Brightside, M.D.

It has been months since I entered the world of "blogging". Perhaps I was just too busy with my Med-life. Tons of books to read, securing safety blankets, the cramming and wasted energy drinks. Plus, the inspiration to "write and share" waned. Yes. Word for this sem: BUSY.

BUT THEN. . .

After our 4th community exposure in our assigned barangay, Mirangan (situated in Siay, Zamboanga Sibugay), once again, I found inspiration to share the lessons I've learned from this humble paradise. :')
And hopefully, you'll get to feel the happiness that I've been experiencing during that stay.

I hope to write everything now. As in.. "now naa!!" but, let me manage some files first. hihi. :) In sha Allah. <3

my "off to NZ" look with my kiddo sister, Farrah and my Mom. :)