Back to FEU-NRMF

Preparing for my specialty training involves different tasks and one of these is catching up with the documents that I should have gotten even before I took the Medical Board Examination. I can give you a lot of explanation, but the simplest and most reasonable one that I could think of is, the DAMN school, where I graduated, my ALMA MATER, FEU-Dr. Nicanor Reyes Medical Foundation Institute of Medicine, is way tooooooo far in Fairview, Quezon city.

Anyways, it looks like it's inevitable that I will be going back to FEU-NRMF and that's just what I did last Friday and yesterday. Well, it was such a wonderful experience. Not because I get to see my professors that made my life miserable during my med school years, as well as those Residents that felt they were god during those times (which the bitch in me of course made me just ignore them when they smiled at me), but because this is my second home. For goodness-sake, I've practically stayed in this institution for half of my lifetime.

I was expecting to see the same building, perhaps some modifications or some paintjobs here and there, but basically the same structures that I left around 2 years ago. But when I got there, I was surprised to see a Starbucks, KFC and some other stores, that were not there before. They now call this newly added portion to the Medical Center, the Arcade. But it was Starbucks that really gave me the surprise of my life. The reason for this is, you see, FEU-NRMF people (from students, to faculty, to doctors, to staff, to the Administration), are not they sosi type that Ateneo, or La Salle or even UST for that matter. We are the Jologs type, the remnant culture from the old FEU-NRMF environment which is MORAYTA. So you see, seeing a Starbucks in the vicinity, much more within the complex is such a fascinating site. At last, we did catch up to the modern society (I'm saying that in a social form, because the Medical Center itself, eversince we've moved, has been at par with big medical centers in the metropolis), we're becoming sosi! Nyahahahaha

Then I made a courtesy call to my, well, much appreciated mentors and to my surprise, of all the students that they've handle all though the years, they still remembered my name. Even the technical staff of the institution greeted me with a smile and a very appreciated "...huy kumsta na!", even this maintenance guy turned orderly, recognizes me even when my back is turned. What a community!

Now that I'm one of them, a colleague, it sure is worth saying, I LOVE THIS SCHOOL! And even though of the sour past hehehe, I love going back to it. In fact I told myself that I will go back to this institution and teach in it when everything else is done.