World's youngest mother - Age 5

... Into the hospital at Peru came a tired, ragged Indian woman from the foothills of the Andes...
... She led by the hand a shy little girl, named Lina, scarcely three feet tall, with chestnut braids and an enormously bulging abdomen...
... Pointing to the frightened child, the Indian woman begged Surgeon Gerardo Lozada to exorcise the evil spirits which had taken possession of her. Certain that little girl had an abdominal tumor, Doc examined her.... Bangggggggggg...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
... Doc received the surprise of his life when he discovered she was eight months pregnant...


... Doc took her to Lima, the capital of Peru, prior to the surgery to have other specialists confirm that Lina was in fact pregnant..!!!
... A month and a half later, on May 14, 1939, she gave birth to a boy by a caesarean section necessitated by her small pelvis...
... The surgery was performed by Dr. Lozada and Dr. Busalleu, with Dr. Colretta providing anaesthesia. Her case was reported in detail by Dr. Edmundo Escomel to La Presse Medicale...
... Her menarche had occurred at 8 months of age, and that she had had prominent breast development by the age of 4. By age 5 her figure displayed pelvic widening and advanced bone maturation...



... Her son weighed 2.7 kg at birth and was named Gerardo after her doctor...

... Gerardo (named for the attending doctor) lived to think that his mother was his sister until he was 10 when he raised the question after being teased by other children at school. He lived to the age of 40, when he died of a bone marrow disease that was completely unrelated to the early pregnancy...

... When asked who the father was, Lina didn't give an answer...
... Many believed her father had molested her and got her pregnant...!!!! Would be a barbaric act if so...!!!! He was arrested but released later because of lack of evidence...
... Lina herself went on to marry and had a second child a full 33 years later, producing another healthy baby boy...


... Extreme degrees of precocious puberty in children under 5 are highly uncommon but not unheard of...

Still................ This one remains one of its own kind......!!!!!!

Unbreakable

Two of my favourite songs of Backstreet boys new album - Unbreakable..!!!

Inconsolable

Everything but mine

Sorry there was no Video available for this one...!!! Only Snapshots...!!!

Memoirs of Medicine

... End of medicine term...
... Feels like heaven in a sense that i ll be freed a little from the hectic work there, or should i say hectic when compared to my first six months of internship isn't it? Ahhh, come on, my first six months included Minor terms and Psm...

... Still, remains this memoir embedded with memories never to be forgotton... Have to admit, I did enjoy this term better than any others, i mean forget small small quibbles, forget the work my R1's imposed rather commandingly(the way they ordered somethimes, i hated that)...

... I need to say especially that i really look up to one person in here, My R3 - Mehul Gajjar who most of the times supported better than defending us... Its not always about work (as such as an intern we need to do that too), but it is also about how u develop a nice little intimacy with whom u work...

... And it was today, final day of medicine term... Me and Valay went on to Veg Malhar Restaurant along with all Residents... V had an intention of giving party to our residents, though finally ended up taking party from them hehehe...

... That ends our Medicine term at Shardaben, though this memoir of memories remains forever, memories of unforgettable days v spent in Medicine... I dare regard this term as the best medicine term of my medical career...

Straight from the heart

... I have been wanting to write this one for long now. Unfortunately, I get busy every now and then and start blogging so much so infrequently...

... Medicine term, huh.. It aint that easy to find time afterall, especially after i get this term after an alleasy minors and Psm...

... But certainly, this term has exposed many shortcomings in our daily set up to me than did Psm and minors...

... Here are few real incidences which i have been across in this short burst at medicine term...

..... Once there was a patient which came in casualty. That patient was admitted to medicine unit 3. Patient had Rt. Hypochondriac pain. The C.M.O. admitted it to medicine saying its a generalised abdominal pain. Patient was alcoholic for dont know how many uncountable years. Labs done, Patient diagnosed.. Liver abscess.. All right, C.M.O. did the mistake of not taking H/o properly...
... Now what this medicine unit 3 must do? Transfer to Surgical unit? Well Naahhhh, they dont think it that way.. What they did instead was they discharged the patient - Hmmm Good idea to get rid of patients from never seeing again, huh.. And even worse, they advised follow up in Surgical OPD, wooh thats all right u think, Aint it? Well but they advised them to a different surgical unit, Surgical unit 2 to be precise.. Advantage - they wont be seeing that patient ever again, Medicine unit 2 will have to do all the honors.. Clever people, aren't they?

..... A patient gets admitted in our unit, Medical unit 3..
... Don't worry this story wont end up with fault of this unit, haha..
... Patient had his PS for MP done the very morning of discharge, Result - Negative, I was the one who filled up the discharge of the patient that day.. Patient discharged at around 12 noon..
... Patient comes back at around 4 pm, again fever with chills and rigors, Blood taken, CBC done, Wellllllllllllll, Patient dint have time to wait for any damn reports done.. Dead pale.. Thats how patient was soon after.. Results of that report came after patient was no more, PS for MP - P. Falci detected.. I wonder if 3 hours are good enuf for P. falci to get into blood and show their thumping presence..

..... Thats not the end of an amazing lab work thats goin on at shardaben.. Two Residents on the same day give blood for Hb of the same patient, unknowing that other one just gave it few minutes ago.. Reports come by, and one report says Hb is 9.2 and Other says its 11.9 something.. Are 5 minutes enuf to change the Hb of the person by this much? I mean Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....

..... This is not the end of it all though, A patient of diabetic foot is admitted to medicine ward and referred to surgery, when it should have been other way round.. This may just be the tip of iceberg, which lays exposed only to those who want to see it.. There may be many burried inside the water, even invisible to me.. Forget bout patients, i mean seriously, they dont even know whats goin on with them..

..... A question arises, who should change? Professors, Residents or Interns like me, who lie helpless at these naked shamelessness..!!!!!!!

My Priceless Valuables

..28th July and it was the time to party..

..My bday..

..Here are my priceless Valuables gifted to me by my priceless fnds on this bday..
















..I will start up with the work of art..

..Woooohhhhh

..Someone really worked for this

..Ofcourse this is the work of
ANUJAAAAAAAA

..It just thrills me to say the least how she comes up with such amazing things..

..As it reads "Happy Bday wishes to you on your very special day" - Well Anuja u made it even more special.. Thanx a lot..

















..That was the painting made by Anuja herself..

..I ll just say this for u Anuja, "Ye hath humko dede thakur".. Ane eno 2nd faaydo, i ll be saved by your punching.. Hehe..

..As amazing the painting was, equally amusing was the comment inside..


..This comment, must say, brought a broad smile on the faces of all those who read it..





















..This one was a surprise wish..

..A card, cake and nice bday song, to wish me - And that was from the hotel manager of Basil, where i gave party to my fnds..


















..This one here is one of the gifts given by my gang to me..

..Me being such a coffee freak, Well, they know me better, this gift proves it..

..M jus in love with this coffee maker now..


















.. Yet another gift for a garba lover like me..

.. Something which can be put on even on the time other than Navratri..

.. A short Kurta..

.. List grows on, ummm, M lovin' it..




















.. As i said i m a coffee freak, Well coffee maker to aai gayu, pan coffee ni kami bi puri kari devaai..

.. This Dark Forest Coffee and a set is gifted by no other than my sweet diii..

.. Pooja

.. Thanx diii for this.. Muaaah..






.. So you see, i got enriched this bday not only with so many gifts but actually got showered with so much love..

.. Even more valuable and priceless for me are the members of my gang.. All those who were there that night at Basil (Missed you Shachee), Friends forever..

..Love u all..

Who is culpable..!! ??

........ Hi everyone
As all of us know, this is a gr8 country to live in....
Kinda relations that develop here...
Kinda love that is shared,
Not only between families but also between friends...

I certainly have no distractions to be said for staying here...

.... Yet, When many of my friends ask me out --- Hey Nikunj, if u love this place so much, then does ur goin to US justifies ur statement?

________________________________

This is exactly how i become, to their question..
Blank on my face, befuddled in my expression...


Who is to Blame?
Who is at fault?
Is it me?
Or is it this Government?

............. There is so much competition here to get admission in PG.. Not that i dont like being in competition.. But to compete for 6O seats between 400 students [and may be 1000 including the backlog], i wonder..

Plus when it comes to the seats of ones own choices ---- the seats are limited to half or may be even less......

And to this pool are added - those who have their hands quite long enuf, as has been the case all this 4 years of MBBS.. U know what i mean....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They just make life more difficult, if not impossible, for those more apt....



----- Once one of my friend told me what his sir thinks about the seats alloted for PG.. According to that sir -- Our government intentionally gives less seats for good courses....
Reason?
According to that sir,
the reason he gave to this was - An intentionally induced policy, this is, to create a backlog, and those who dont get admission ultimately give up and they see their opportunity in UHCs and PHCs and thereby they become MOs... Certainly, in this set up, there is an ever increasing need of MOs, considering the fact that most wont have a wanting for that designation attatched to them at first place..

............ I really dont know to what extent this reasoning is plausible.. But certainly it fits into this whole scenario..



.............Plus adds to this all the malpractices and negligence, that goes on at many, if not all places.. Forget getting gud knowledge, R1's are treated as slaves.. I wonder from where comes the rule that a junior has to be a drudge of seniors decree.. Okey, he needs to do what he is supposed to - but not what a servant is supposed to do... I better pity on these residents.. Especially the ortho R1's, as i have seen them personally in a hell of a situation.......


Who is Culpable???


......... Coming back to me ---- Few friends tell me, i am just goin US, because of the pecuniary thoughts i possess in my mind.. Well they are not wrong for an instance - As i have said many times before - In this world money is something very important, if not everything....

Is this the only reason i am going there...
My answer gets to just and only NOOOOOOOOOOO

Certainly that is one of the reasons to be there, but Apart from that draw ur attention to few other things...

Spare a thought --

Consider the level of studies...
Consider the importance of ur work...
Consider the knowledge u get...
Consider the campus situation...
Consider the difference in politics here and there...

I think this may be it.. I hope few may get some really appropriate answers...

This is the way of my thinking atleast...

I certainly am NOT at difference with any point about the underlyin' potential here.. The point is, there are too many factors that prevent these potentials to become a reality...

No other explainations do i have to justify my decision to those who question it
Nothing more to say than this i guess

Life is small, live it the best possible way i guess(atleast the best possible way u like)
Isn't it?

Finally its time to go blogging again

Hey then, finally i am back again... Hmmm Blogging after a long time and posting seems like as if it were ages before, hehe :)) I guess its time to keep posting regularly.. And i guess i will get ur comments regularly enuf too (Arre maara posts kharab hoy to pan, atleast effort karjo kadach kai mali jaay comment lakhva maate ;-p)

One of my upcoming posts will include an album of my college life along with my college friends (Aa vakhate to saache j mukish ho k, anuja.. Bau raah jovdavi ne, hehe, not anymore.. Now i m here not to jus keep an eye..)

And one more thing - all you USMLE fellas, check out the links at the consultancy section on the right of my blog, I think these will help collecting information from various universities, as the professors there are very much cooperative to reply us, as i ve experienced till now...

Chalo then, will be up soon with the next one..

C ya soon

As small as it can get

Statue of liberty in needle's eye














Snow white and seven dwarfs in an eye of a needle.. (Wicked witch is on the top)











Elvis on a pin head














Boxing ring next to match stick head











Gal with a baloon, on an eyelash glued to needle eye..











A royal court in an eye of a needle..









Now then, creating all these is difficult in itself, but u may say there are many in these world who are capable of such microscopic art.. Well, the reason i ve put this one here is because this is different.. The man who did this is here below..



Yes he is the one

Willard Wigan




He has a learning disability(dyslexia), But has talented hands..

Willard Wigan was born in Birmingham, England in 1957 and is the creator of the smallest works of art on earth. From being a traumatised and unrecognised dyslexic child, he is now emerging as the most globally celebrated micro-miniaturist of all time and is literally capable of turning a spec of dust into a vision of true beauty.

He is the creator of the world's smallest sculptures, often taking months to complete one, working between heart beats to avoid hand tremors.

Wigan uses a tiny surgical blade to carve his microscopic figures out of rice, grains of sand and sugar, which are then mounted on pinheads.

Science has for along time shown us worlds we cannot see with our eyes. Willard's impossibly small art is beginning to explore this territory and, in a world of increasing miniaturisation, is taking art into the new millennium..

Willard experienced many problems at school as a dyslexic child and he is completely self taught..

"I guess it can only be described as a gift, or maybe my brain has somehow compensated for my lack of ability in academic areas" - Said Wigan while on an interview, when asked bout his qualities and how he acquired these..

He discovered his ability to make things on a micro-scale at the age of five or six. He had a very difficult time at school due to unrecognised dyslexia and He used to spend hours in his own little micro-world studying insects, ants in particular, which he regarded as his little friends. From there he started making microscopic houses and playgrounds for them(insects) using matchsticks and splinters of wood. To encourage the ants to use them, he coated them with sugar or honey. As he grew up, he progressed from carving matchsticks to twigs, to branches and eventually to tree trunks.

Micro-sculpture remains his great passion, little things really can mean a lot! As a by-product of this work he also taught himself to produce the delicate aircraft which can fly for up to an hour powered by elastic.

Now that there are news that he is retiring from creation of this microsculptures, But one thing is for sure, only he ll retire, his works will be an inspiration to all those in these world who suffer from one or the other disability, an inspiration that if they are willing to rule the minds of all in these world, the goal is not far from them..

They can achieve anything and everything, and as Wigan showed to them a crystal clear mind mixed with Patience, dedication, concentration and persistence can lead to a path of brightness..