today i was hanging out with gehad waiting for the lecture to start
"first row?"
"gotta sit at the first. i have bad eyesight, need to get a new prescription."
and another egyptian colleague came into the hall. she smiled at me.
"your name is syaimaa, right?"
"no she's hana," gehad answered for me.
"i always confuse you and syaimaa. but it was you who presented jaundice with doctor hanaa, right?"
i made a confused face. was it internal medicine seminar? i believe syaimaa presented acute chest pain and i presented fever of unknown origin, but during both there was no egyptian colleague in attendance.
"during paediatric," she added.
oh yeah i summed up last year's jaundice class up front. my jaw literally dropped when the doctor handed me LE200 because "you are very brave. if i was a foreigner, i wouldn't want to come up front in front of other locals."
"yes it was me." and then i realized. "wow you actually remember."
"yes. it was a very good presentation."
"haha." flattery. let's see where this leads us.
"why didn't you attend dr. hussein khairy's morning classes, hana?"
damn a trap. so this is what this is all about. confidently i told her "i have difficulty waking up in the morning."
half truth, maybe. this two days i was awake with ample time to get ready for the 7am class but yeah. this morning i told myself we're taking baby steps; remain awake today and tomorrow we will actually get up. looks like i really have to get up tomorrow... i mean in a few hours.
"you should attend his class. in my opinion it is more beneficial than the (general) surgery class at 10am."
"i intend to do so but yeah.." okay shut up with the excuses.
i asked for her name then. it was heejan, meaning a lady of honourable origin. will say hi to her at dr. hussein's morning class.
"first row?"
"gotta sit at the first. i have bad eyesight, need to get a new prescription."
and another egyptian colleague came into the hall. she smiled at me.
"your name is syaimaa, right?"
"no she's hana," gehad answered for me.
"i always confuse you and syaimaa. but it was you who presented jaundice with doctor hanaa, right?"
i made a confused face. was it internal medicine seminar? i believe syaimaa presented acute chest pain and i presented fever of unknown origin, but during both there was no egyptian colleague in attendance.
"during paediatric," she added.
oh yeah i summed up last year's jaundice class up front. my jaw literally dropped when the doctor handed me LE200 because "you are very brave. if i was a foreigner, i wouldn't want to come up front in front of other locals."
"yes it was me." and then i realized. "wow you actually remember."
"yes. it was a very good presentation."
"haha." flattery. let's see where this leads us.
"why didn't you attend dr. hussein khairy's morning classes, hana?"
damn a trap. so this is what this is all about. confidently i told her "i have difficulty waking up in the morning."
half truth, maybe. this two days i was awake with ample time to get ready for the 7am class but yeah. this morning i told myself we're taking baby steps; remain awake today and tomorrow we will actually get up. looks like i really have to get up tomorrow... i mean in a few hours.
"you should attend his class. in my opinion it is more beneficial than the (general) surgery class at 10am."
"i intend to do so but yeah.." okay shut up with the excuses.
i asked for her name then. it was heejan, meaning a lady of honourable origin. will say hi to her at dr. hussein's morning class.
edited 18 february 2015
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gehad was rapidly memorizing her surgery textbook and suddenly she stopped and turned to me.
"imtihan a'rob."
dude don't scare me. why are you scaring me, dude? what did i do? okay so i was fooling around but no need to scare me, gehad.
we're returning this mascot to upfront this blog.
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