Thursday, July 21, 2005

Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD. Psalms 150:6

It has been almost two full weeks at Mt Sinai, 1 month since orientation and honestly I can't believe how quickly its been going by. And despite the all niters and being waken up in the middle of the nicest dreams to go into the hospital for emergency calls, I have to say I have been thoroughly enjoying my time at Sinai. I know for sure I am learning lots in an environment which is challenging yet in a sense still protected. Having really awesome roomates also helps.Totally being reminded that God brought me to Sinai =)

My last two weeks have been spent in the operating rooms on an Anesthesia rotation. For those that aren't medically inclined, for the whole rotation I work with the anesthesist in putting patients in sleep before their operations. And though I am a dentist I had a chance to see surgeries from all over the body, orthopedics, urology, internal medicine... So what happens is we give the patients an IV and then give them drugs that make them feel sleepy, then other drugs that make them feel all relaxed... then their breathing stops.... the first time I saw that, my heart almost stopped... reading the theory was one thing but actually seeing it was another. And I had to manually ventilate -to help the patient breath until the fancy machine kicked it. That split second of silence before venilation starts, I was reminded of how we take for granted each breath we take. Years of research, intense monitoring for the task of helping a person breath when lying down. Its not a simple task at all, yet God has it orchestrated so that we can breath spontaneously.. wow..

Reminded me of the verse from Psalms 150:6, that we aren't to take each breath for granted, ratherto have each breath count for God.

One of the doctors, Dr. A. gets to the operating room every morning at 6:30am, checks all the machines to make sure everything is working properly, his wise words, " When things go wrong, its the least expected and want to be prepared." But another thing that he keeps saying as he stretches after a long operation is: " God give me the strength to live each day." Much to learn from him...

There have been some heartaches in these anesthesia rotation though, seeing things I don't want to see. Yesterday was in the abortion clinic, 16 young women for different reasons decided not to have their child... was a really tough day... heart just sort of fell. One woman though put a smile on my face, because the surgery was to place to suture so she could keep her baby.. and she was so grateful..

Tomorrrow is the last day for anesthesia though, starting oral surgery rotations next week. Its supposed to be the most difficult and challenging rotation, long hours standing ( I swear surgeons are abnormal, they don't eat or pee =p) , on call straight for two weeks, and also the mental draining of always being alert to answer questions. So starting monday I might disappear for two weeks =p

Life has been more than just Sinai though. I know one of the reasons I am at sinai, or in Toronto for that matter is the community at TCBC. At the moment God's really put the youth at our church upon my heart. It has been exciting to plan with our new Youth Pastor, Tanya themes to challenge the youth. This coming sunday we'll be asking "What would happen if TCBC wasn't around?" Should be interesting but also challenging even as I ask myself and peers. Really need to get into prayer gear..

Living downtown again is also a new experience, meeting up with people, chilling with roommates (you are welcome to come and chill) but something I really enjoy is the close proximity to all the UT libraries. ( I know nerd =p) I can look up procedure when needed, but also read books without paying a cent. My newest addition is Chesterton's Orthodoxy. A friend challenged me to read it before reading the more recent Generous Orthodoxy. Chesterton is so funny! Haven't gotten far, but one of my favorite paragraphs so far: (Part of the intro as he explains why he is writing this book)

If a man prefers nothing I can give him nothing. But nearly all the people I have ever met in this western society in which I live would agree to the general propositions that we need this life of practical romance; the combination of something that is strange with something secure. We need so to view the world as to combine an idea of wonder and an idea of welcome. We need to be happy in this wonderland without once being merely comfortable.

Christianity?Practical romance?! Gonna read a couple more chapters before bed...