"I Assure you,you're perfectly safe here nobodys following u"

Alas! wer back again starting a new rotation with loads of learning and lots of fun..aaah this is the life eh."eyes roll up"
Mmm psychiatry ,my favorite! Honestly, i was reaaaaallllly excited about this rotation i actually showed up right on time.Only the professor showed up an hr and a half later.Why didnt we leave? we cant.The evil secretary wouldnt sign ur attendance in that case and in turn u wouldnt be granted the glorious chance to pass the test by the end of the rotation, depriving u from 7 precious marks.Thats quite an important figure bearing in mind internal medicine sums up about 1000 marks in the end..nope cant miss those.
I buy time, leave class and have a quick stroll inbetween the previously mentioned parked cars,buy myself a drink and head for class.Class is a term we use to refer to a filthy area at the furthest end of the psychiatric ward, separated from it by a bed sheet used as a curtain.I then notice a party of girls standing in the hallway."The professor didnt show up, why am i not surprised" asi make my way to the ward,startled by a tense grip on my arm..

I turn around to meet eyes with a fellow student trembling amid her equally scared mates asking me softly:"are you goin inside alone?" i replied a lil bit alarmed"yes,why?" the girl asked "arent u scared ull be crossing in the middle of the loonies ward, someone might go as far as attack u" Gosh,talk about cruel.Like that stabbed me in the heart,imagine what it couldve done to the emotionally vulnerable patients,and that only reflects one sector of the society and how they regard them..wait a sec,these were med school students.One of the most drastic problems ever in my country, as well as in several other countries is the notorious misconception that u r ONLY in need of psychiatric assistance if uve totally lost it.As such, the majority of patients present in the latest of stages with very little left for us to do to help.Its sad how once again the stupid rusty and hereditary social maleducation may destroy the lives of innocent individuals ,further more drive them into more physical and emotional turmoil.If it werent for the associated reputation and incapacitating false pride, many of these tormented souls may have been seeking medical care way before theyve progressed this far.For crying out loud wer in the yr 2006 and still call patients "crazy" and make sneaky jokes about psychiatrists turning into wackos by the end of their lifelong career dealing with "these ppl".

"So delusions, a false fixed idea....hallucinations, illusions...major, bipolar depression..."lots of more symptomatology where that came from as explained by the professor."So if i were a patient for instance complaining of hearing voices,whispering in my ears, conspiring against me and stalking me all around..and the doctor tells me :i assure you, you're perfectly safe here,nobodys following u and.."swoooooosh..laughter..

"How insensitive can u guys get towards such a case.It couldve be any one of us and u as medical students are well aware that the aetiology is multifactorial and circumstancial as well!"..laughter recedes into random chuckles."Now as i was saying,its all in ur head nobodys..errr.God i must be seeing things..um where was i" his eyes drifting endlessly to and back from the filthy curtain i.e door.students choke on giggles..After a short period of agitation the doctor finally feels the impending compulsion of drawing back the curtain to calm down his anguish and with a swift yet firm gesture exclaims:"Taha whatr u doing here!"

Taha(patient in the ward): i was looking for u sir.

Doctor:u gave me quite a scare there

Taha:i didnt mean to, but now u know what its like to be followed..theyr trying to kill me those bastards.

Doc:and why would they want to do that?

Taha:they know i have superpowers, that why they struck me with that nuclear beam in my cervical vertebra.thats how i lost my memory.

Doctor:Calm down we wont let them hurt u...u may go back to ur bed now ill be arriving shortly after the lesson.

Just 2 days in psychiatry round and i feel ive realized what i want to do..this is it.Im not sure if im thinking str8,but i know i want to help people like Taha,and believe me there are plenty more.I want to be one of Gods' catalysts in this world,i just dont know if i have it in me..the patience,the talent and above all the shield which separates professional me from the rest of me.Maybe this is momentary enthusiasm..or maybe im just too naive.