The tenth hour plan

So, finally a last attempt of thrashing around to keep myself afloat.  For the exams.

10 days for GI tract

3 days for general surgery

1 day to revise GU tract

1 day for thyroid and breast

1 day for vascular system

1 day for rest superspecialities

The last four are planned actually during the exams. So that’s the only chance I have got. It is really pathetic and sad on my part. But actually it is only prelims. And it’s the practical I dread more. Last time too I turned blank in the vivas. But I am pretty sure that the big heads of my department will be quite miffed with me for not preparing well despite such a long time. Well, the bigger bone of discontent though, will be that I still haven’t met them after exams (as if I really wanted to do that after all that happened with me). Let’s hope that I don’t bungle up with the university exams. Wish me best of luck. I pray, wish and hope that I stick to this plan.

Weighty Issues

Today reached the gym early because I had to return home for the evening prayers as today is the 27^th night of Ramadan. As usual there was not much of a crowd at the gym but surprisingly there were more ladies today and more than 2/3^rd of the treadmills were occupied. I decided that I would use treadmill today for half an hour and squeeze elliptical machine, stationary bike and abs workout in the rest 20 minutes. So as usual I scanned around to look for which of the treadmills had something nice going on over the personal television set. Yes, in my gym each treadmill has personal TV set mounted on the wall opposite to it. None of the channels were showing anything interesting, so I did what was the next step. Hunt for the master remote. So I walk up to this young lady and asked her if could borrow remote lying over her mill. I decided to use a treadmill one away from her but then realized if I changed channel it would change that girl’s channel too (that’s how they are wired, alternatively). So I finally hopped on to the next treadmill to her. As my luck would have it no interesting movie was on ( I prefer movie channels coz only they have the subtitles, otherwise it’s impossible to hear anything in gym with ear blasting techno-trance- house- lounge shit playing in the gym).  After I finished with the mill, I walked into the floor exercise room to find the same lady over there. It felt as if I was trailing her. So to feel less awkward I started chitchat with another young kid who walked in, and as if it was the cue the girl walked out. Whatever. I finished doing the abs and headed for the elliptical machine. And as I would have it there was only one machine free and as u guessed it right next to that girl!!! So I took a detour and started pacing up and down in the workout area in a hope she would get off. But no she wouldn't. So I finally got on the last machine and she got off and stomped off out of the gym. Did I leave an impression that I was deliberately following her or its just my mind again, racing up in totally wrong direction????

Anyways had a really fulfilling workout with 30 minutes of treadmill (first time ever) with 5 minutes of running followed by 2 minutes of walking,  5 minutes of elliptical machine, 5 minutes of stat bike and 2 sets of abs. Feeling good about myself.  

But when I came back home for dinner mom had cooked this amazing chicken gravy and I ended up having 5 rotis. So much for my half hour of treadmill. Still am losing weight gradually at steady rate so am not that worried right now. And honestly I can’t be bothered with the calorie and the portion counting stuff. All I do is to eat sensibly thinking what a normal person, unlike a glutton as yours truly, would eat. And I avoid processed foods at all costs. So there you go. It’s all home cooked nutritious food.

Regarding the studies front, no I still haven’t started reading. Feel like kicking myself in the ass for that.

Well as Scarlet O'Hara said “Tomorrow is another day”…….

Where am i heading....

So its only 14 days left for preliminary exams. And I still haven't got my act together.I am making the same mistake but I cant afford to do that again this time. I have been kicked and beaten and walloped, quite figuratively, that is. So here I am. 29  years old, married with an 8th month old daughter, living with my parents (wifey is away  doing her post graduation  at college) and even after 4 and half years instead of the usual three, haven't completed my master's degree. No, i was never a bad student. Always the straight A types, but definitely not the nerdy types either. I wasted one year extra due to my dissertation or rather was made to ( let's not go there right now) and then in march this year i failed my MS exam. Failed. That is the first time I ever flunked a major exam, that too practicals. I blacked out in the vivas. And thus here I am.....I chucked everything and came back home ( I was supposed to join my hospital on voluntary basis, yeah right, after doing one year extra already, i would do that) and hid myself. Literally. I don't go out, don't socialize, even pray at home to avoid bumping into relatives, friends, acquaintances and the well meaning well wishers off course, who are greatly interested in what I am doing right now and when the hell am I going to set up my own practice. I had made great plans about how much I would read but in reality spent time moping around and fighting with depression. So that brings us to the current situation, only 14 days left and am nowhere near the starting point.

The second issue of my life. My Weight. I wouldn't say that in  past I was a lean and fit type (no i wasn't) and gained weight recently. I was pleasantly overweight since last decade. but when my thesis track got all messed up I got depressed and took to eating, or rather I would say bingeing. In school till the 10th grade i was pretty active and fit, with athletics, swimming skating, dancing etc taking up my time. But when you start reading for your career that early, you start gaining weight. It gradually went up. when the first year in MBBS got over I went straight into being overweight. Been stuck there for a decade till last year when I turned to food for comfort and the scales shot up. For my small body frame of 5 feet 11 inches (181 cm) I went to a whopping 105 kilograms!!! I was so sick, so unfit. Could barely move around. Even taking one flight of stairs left me breathless. And also I do have asthma which was spiraling out of control. None of my clothes fit me. And to add to this I failed.

I had enough. I Realized I had to do something about my life. It started with the weight problem. So I set out on a fat fighting mission and thus studies took the back burner. But hell yeah, I did get somewhere with the fat problem. In the last two months I have managed to come down from being obese to being mere overweight. Currently my weight is 93.3 kg according to my gym scales. My old clothes fit again, albeit a bit tight. Now am starting to see changes.And my fitness levels, woohoo baby....I can run, only for 15 minutes though (no big deal you may say, but remember one flight of stairs left me breathless).

I HAVE SET TWO GOALS FOR ME
1) TO CLEAR MY MS EXAMS THIS YEAR
2)TO REACH MY TARGET WEIGHT OF 70 KG BY MY THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY


 Forgive the typos, in a bit of hurry now. Have to take darling daughter to see her pediatrician, she has been having this dry cough since yesterday and its freaking me out. See you soon.