I FLEW to Cebu last Saturday to attend Leeca—Lee-ann to many—Caro’s wedding. She finally married Matt Chang, her internship block mate who left her heart defenseless against romantic love. I didn’t stay too long—maybe just five or seven hours, some of it at the airport—but I was, and still am, glad that my friend (who occasionally reads this blog) is now happily married. May God grant them a fulfilling, lasting, and fruitful marriage.
MACARTHUR by Filipino writer Bob Ong is a short, powerful novel about four boys raised in Manila's slums. I read it early this morning...
I got a couple of emails from a few readers asking me for tips about the NMAT (National Medical Achievement Test), the big qualifying exam...
I got an email from a reader asking me for tips for the UP College of Medicine interview. I don't know how else to respond, except to sa...
NOTHING much happens in Tom McCarthy’s Satin Island . An anthropologist, who works in-house at a big commercial firm, writes about Claude Lé...
The subject of my blog came up as we wrapped up our evening ER rounds—five patients so far; three we could potentially send home. But the ni...
WHILE I was leisurely reading my morning paper, Din Floro—my senior in IM, now a gastroenterology fellow—and Niño Lucero, the plastic surg...
WE get all sorts of referrals in Toxicology, where I’m rotating for a month. They're mostly non-accidental ingestions of people going th...
YESTERDAY was my first Adult Medicine CAT presentation, as senior, with Jaja Saliba, Butch Roque, Berbi Berba, Josh Cruz, and Racquel Br...
Some words or catchphrases—many of them made up—sound terrible to me; therefore I’ve endeavored never to use them, except now, where I list ...
I see "345" in the cash registry—three digits flashed in green light on a dark background, like how they had appeared in old calcu...
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