the coolest part was probably the surgery.
(tumours in the mouth and lymph nodes; they slit the skin at the throat, pulled it over the chin, cut out the lymph tumours, then they hacked the chin into two, and got rid of the lump under the tongue. i could see the blood pulsing through the jugular veins and all the muscles. and they sealed any holes they make using heat, so the room frequently smelled of burnt flesh. then there are the other more mundane but equally important stuff. i wonder how the patient felt after he woke up - i presume it's a he because he looked vaguely he-like under all the green sterile sheets.)

other than that, there were the consultations. (i stood for longer than i ever have in my life, i think.) watched people paying hundreds of dollars to get their earwax cleaned out (!). there was also the endoscope (which costs a bomb once the doctor sticks it in your nose), and interesting cases (possible cancer, that sort of thing). and the balancing test, which is too much of a bother to describe.


(i'm not sure if i'm supposed to be telling you all this, so i put it under expand/collapse just in case. not like it makes a big difference.)


doctor's life: wake up early in the morning, stand around for hours in the wards, get whacked (as the head doctor said) by your bosses, see patients for hours, have 15-minute lunches, multi-task, be in a constantly busy state the whole day, stay overnight for call duty.
but i guess the gratification has to come from somewhere, for each and every doctor/ nurse/ saikang warrior in the hospital. (or maybe if you derive great satisfaction from removing earwax.)

(be kind to nurses. and if you know one, go buy them those feet massagers.)

3 days wasn't much, but it was definitely better than nothing. should i study medicine? i still don't know. but i think i'll be able to make a better decision, when the time comes.