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Navigating the Next Chapter of womanhood: Embracing Change After Menopause and Empowering Women's Health

Menopause is a physiological landmark that signifies the end of a woman's reproductive journey. It is typified by complex hormonal changes that impact multiple facets of health. This normal shift, which usually happens between 45 and 55 years of age, calls for a deeper investigation into its medical complexities and the possibility of empowering women via all-encompassing healthcare approaches. That’s why a Fellowship in Obs & Gynae India is one of the most relevant courses that any health care professional should pursue.

Fundamentally, the slow decrease in the ovaries' ability to produce progesterone and estrogen causes menopause. Numerous symptoms are brought on by these hormonal changes, including vasomotor symptoms like night sweats and hot flashes as well as mood swings, sleep problems, and genitourinary problems. Understanding the biological causes of these symptoms is essential to developing therapeutic strategies that work.

Online Fellowship Course in Obs & Gynae teaches about the hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) has long been a mainstay in the treatment of menopausal symptoms. It entails adding estrogen and occasionally progesterone. HRT's hazards and benefits can vary, thus using it properly needs taking into account each person's unique health circumstances. Making an informed decision on hormone replacement therapy (HRT) requires a complete assessment of a woman's medical history, including her cardiovascular health and breast cancer risk.

Fellowship in Obstetrics and Gynecology In addition to medication therapies also guides about lifestyle changes are essential for controlling menopausal symptoms and enhancing general health. Frequent exercise has been demonstrated to improve bone density and cardiovascular health while reducing symptoms like hot flashes and mood swings. A healthy diet that includes enough calcium and vitamin D is essential for reducing the risk of osteoporosis, which is heightened by hormonal changes that occur after menopause.

During this stage, it's important to pay attention to mental health in addition to physical problems. Menopause can be accompanied by mood swings, anxiety, and sadness; the effects these conditions can have on a woman's health should not be understated. When healthcare doctors and mental health specialists work together, they can provide complete support that includes counseling, psychoeducation, and, when needed, pharmaceutical therapies.

Menopause also signals a shift in emphasis toward preventative healthcare. In light of the changing health landscape, routine screenings for diseases including osteoporosis, breast cancer, and cardiovascular disease become essential. Long-term results can be enhanced by educating women about these exams and encouraging a proactive attitude toward healthcare. Therefore, Fellowship Obs & Gynae is an essential course for healthcare practitioners.

Beyond providing for the specific needs of each patient, the medical community also has a role in promoting greater public awareness and menopausal health research projects. To improve menopausal healthcare, it is imperative to de-stigmatize menopause, create a safe space where women may talk candidly about their experiences, and promote research into cutting-edge therapies.

In summary, menopause is a complicated medical condition that calls for an all-encompassing approach to treatment. A comprehensive plan is necessary, encompassing everything from hormone treatment and lifestyle modifications to mental health support and preventive measures which can only be learned after doing a Fellowship Course in Obstetrics and Gynecology India.

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It’s been a looong time since i’ve posted on here. Something happened today and i didnt feel like posting on my twitter.

Currently in my ST2 (2nd year) of GP training (ie General practice/Family Medicine). This year is one of integrated posts. Half of the week is in the GP practice and the other half is in a hospital/other clinic.

I’m currently on Obgyn and GP.

This morning, im in one of the outpatient obgyn clinics. I got to work a couple mins before clinic started and went to my room. My consultant and the reg hadnt yet come. Id occasionally pop into their rooms but they didnt turn up till like 9:13ish or so.

So i hear the consultant’s voice and go to her clinic room. Because they have the patient files for their clinic and share the ones they want the reg and SHO to see.

I see her coming out of the room and I say “Good morning Miss ABC” and she ignores me and walks past me. I figure she’ll be back in a moment. She comes back with a patient and as im trying to explain to her that I’m with her for clinic for the morning, she’s like “can you come out I’m coming in with a patient.”

So i wait for her to finish with that patient and pop back in and tell her im on the team for the morning.

She says ‘hello Jackie, the clinic starts at 9 …’

And i say ‘yes, i’ve been here since about 8:55 and kept coming to check if you were here’

The rest of the clinic goes fine.

I found it extremely rude how she just ignored me at first when i tried to speak to her. When I went in she also didnt know who i was.

the obgyn consultants dont even recognize your face or name even though they’ve worked with you before a week or two ago. Like you’re just a body getting their work done for them. Havent experienced this with any other group/on any other rotation in the last 3.5 years i’ve been working in medicine. NHS service-provision at it’s finest.

(meant to post on Monday 6/2/23)

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The attainment of a Fellowship in Obstetrics and Gynaecology (OB-GYN) signifies a significant milestone in the careers of healthcare professionals committed to the well-being of women. This intensive program provides in-depth theoretical knowledge and hands-on experience, equipping fellows with advanced skills to confidently manage complex obstetrics and gynecology cases.

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Tips By Gynecologist in Manpada Thane Signs Labor Is Near

Key signs labor might be close: 1. Pelvic Pressure: Baby moving downward. 2. Bloody Show: Mucus with blood. 3. Braxton Hicks: Intensifying contractions. 4. Water Breaking: Ruptured sac. 5. Lightening: Baby dropping into pelvis. Be prepared and consult your doctor! #maternitycareinthane #gynecologistinthane #gynecologistinvartaknagar

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Best Gynecologist in Qatar

Qatar has some of the best gynecologists in the world, who are highly qualified and experienced in providing a wide range of gynecological services to their patients. They have specialized knowledge and expertise in women's reproductive health, pregnancy, childbirth, and menopause, among other areas. Here are some of the best gynecologists in Qatar.

1. Dr. Hema Rajeev : Obstetrics and gynaecology specialist Dr. Hema Rajeev practises at renowned healthcare organisation Aster. Dr. Rajeev has years of experience and is dedicated to giving her patients thorough, caring care. She has particular expertise in treating menstruation abnormalities, gynaecological operations, and high-risk pregnancies. Her patients laud her for her knowledge and kind demeanour.

2. Dr. Fatima Al Ansari: Dr. Fatima Al Ansari is a renowned gynecologist in Qatar, known for her compassionate care and expertise in gynecology and obstetrics. She has extensive experience in managing high-risk pregnancies and providing comprehensive care to women with gynecological problems. Dr. Al Ansari is also a member of several professional organizations, including the Royal College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists.

3. Dr. Sabita Prasad: Dr. Sabita Prasad is a specialist in Obstetrics and Gynecology at Aster, a leading healthcare provider. With years of experience, Dr. Prasad is committed to providing compassionate and comprehensive care to her patients. She has expertise in managing high-risk pregnancies, gynecological cancers, and menstrual disorders.

4. Dr. Amal Al Obaidly: Dr. Amal Al Obaidly is a well-respected gynecologist in Qatar, known for her compassionate care and expertise in gynecology and obstetrics. She has extensive experience in managing high-risk pregnancies and providing comprehensive care to women with gynecological problems. Dr. Al Obaidly is also a member of several professional organizations, including the Qatar Medical Association.

5. Dr. Hala Al Shamsi: Dr. Hala Al Shamsi is a highly qualified and experienced gynecologist in Qatar, known for her expertise in the field of gynecology and obstetrics. She has extensive experience in managing high-risk pregnancies and providing comprehensive care to women with gynecological problems. Dr. Al Shamsi is also a member of several professional organizations, including the Qatar Medical Association.

6. Dr. Maryam Al Kubaisi: Dr. Maryam Al Kubaisi is a well-known gynecologist in Qatar, known for her compassionate care and expertise in gynecology and obstetrics. She has extensive experience in managing high-risk pregnancies and providing comprehensive care to women with gynecological problems. Dr. Al Kubaisi is also a member of several professional organizations, including the International Society of Ultrasound in Obstetrics and Gynecology.

In conclusion, Qatar has some of the best gynecologists in the world, who are highly qualified and experienced in providing a wide range of gynecological services to their patients. Patients can be assured of receiving compassionate and personalized care from any of these gynecologists, who have specialized knowledge and expertise in women's reproductive health, pregnancy, childbirth, and menopause, among other areas.

[chaosology]

mayflower i

warnings: ivf, pregnancy mentions, slight angst

pairing: sam kerr x fem!reader

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“Ouch! Do you mind?”

“You’re so dramatic; it’s just a pinch, dummy.”

“Why are we even doing this?”

You giggled, putting the needle in your newly dedicated sharps bin as Sam re-tied the strings of her grey track pants. 

“I’m starting to become uncomfortable about how much you enjoy this,” she teased, staring you down from the counter she was currently perched on. You passed her the icepack as she continued, “in fact, I’d go as far as to say you look forward to it.”

“Oh do you, now? I’m hurt, Sammy. Truly hurt. I’m thinking about the children, and if you just can't see that - Well, I just don’t know if this relationship will work out..”

“Oh, piss off!” She laughed, shoving your shoulder lightly as she leaned in for a kiss, her hand coming to lift your chin. 

“But do you kiss all your patients after you stab them, babe?”

“Only the cute ones” You fired back. She laughed softly, repeatedly poking and then wincing at the injection site. Her thigh was littered with small purple splotches, something she was strangely fascinated by.

You finished up what you were doing in the bathroom, following her out into your shared kitchen. Sam pottered around beside you, chopping vegetables before haphazardly throwing them into the bowl. It was a comfortable silence that you revelled in, but one you both secretly wished to be soon filled by a small baby's soft, nonsensical babbling.

“Did they say we could confirm the ninth for our retrieval date? I’ve got training the next Friday so I’ve got to be back at it by then and I swear that woman over the phone wasn’t even listening.” She asked from across the kitchen, passing you a pan. 

“Yup. And it’s Michaels for the procedure, so don’t worry about one of those Jane the Virgin things happening. She’s great.”

Sam’s response came almost immediately, followed quickly by a small laugh. 

“Why can’t you do it? I don’t need a stranger poking around down there.” 

“I’m not even on gynae rotations, dumbass. No way they’re letting me near something that precious… they barely even trust me with forceps.”

Sam only grunted stubbornly, crossing her arms over her chest as she sighed deeply. She was stressed about the procedure, you could tell. It was your first cycle of IVF, and you were still young but the success rates weren’t in your favour. The ultrasound had confirmed everything was going as well as it could, but that couldn’t settle her nerves. And how could you blame her? With the retrieval procedure only days away, the whole process was beginning to seem more real. 

Besides, the extra dosage of hormones wasn’t helping. You noticed at around day three of the injections when you walked into Sam hunched over on the couch crying at the tv, because “all the dogs just look so sad”. You cursed out the RSPCA, joining her on the couch and pulling her into you. She sniffled into your neck, slightly embarrassed by her outburst. 

“Are they moving? I swear they are, I can feel it!”

You rolled your eyes, watching as she squinted towards the bottom of the bed.

“Sam, your toes definitely aren’t moving. I’m looking right at them.”

She huffed, fiddling with the hem of the light blanket covering her. The walls of the room were a soft yellow, with two small chairs and an instrument trolley in the corner. 

A knock at the door caught your attention, watching as your fellow resident (and closest friend) Carmen walked in. Her blue scrubs were swapped out for a soft, baby pink set - a sign she was working on the OB/GYN floor today.

“Piss off, you are not doing my procedure,” Sam yelled jokingly, reaching for a small balled-up tissue to throw in her direction. One of your favourite things about Sam was her ability to fit seamlessly into your friend group. When you first started dating, you were nervous to introduce her to your friends - after all, they were such opposites (or so you thought). But in true Sam fashion, she found her place within minutes, joining in on jokes and insisting on hanging out more often. You loved it. 

Carmen deflected the shot with ease, coming to hug you from the side. 

“No way, mate. You wish. Just here to yell at Y/N for getting today off when we’re all stuck doing paperwork.” You smirked proudly, jabbing her in the ribs as she released a small oomf. 

“You’ll be right though, Sammy K. Michael’s is a beast, this is her bread and butter. Like, I dunno, your equivalent of lightly tapping a ball.”

“Hey,” You intervened, “they miss the ball half the time, you know!”

“Y/N!”

You laughed at her shocked face, affectionately ruffling the top of her head until she swatted your hand away playfully. Carmen rolled her eyes at the two of you, pulling out her phone to capture a sweet photo.

“Look, I’ve gotta run. But let me know when Sammy has to put the hairnet on, I’m going to make it my contact photo!”

Sam scoffed as Carmen left the room, returning to quietly picking at her nails. You watched intently, coming to rest your hand on hers.

“How are you feeling?”

“I dunno, I’m not super nervous. But I am a little bit…regular nervous,” she replied, looking up at you. “What if something goes wrong and it doesn’t work? What if the injections haven’t worked?”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, baby. The scans looked good, they said it looked better than they thought.” You stroked her arm, kissing her forehead before you continued. “We’ll be ok, I know we will.”

She sighed into your neck, allowing herself just to breathe. For a moment, it felt like just the two of you in the whole of the hospital as you lay together, hand in hand.

The room was lit a soft, pale blue. The whirr of the ceiling fan filled the silence, the only other sound being the soft breathing beside you. Sam’s body was spread to your left, her legs twisted around the duvet, reminiscent of a pretzel. She always slept so strangely (and apparently the general aneathesia just exaggerated it).

You stared longingly at the space beside your bed, which had been cleared of its normal pile of junk. Up until recently, it was Sam’s throw-it-here-and-worry-later spot, often home to a few different pairs of shoes and a jersey that probably needed a wash (or two). Now. it was cleared in the hope it would soon be filled with a tiny little bassinet, and, of course, your tiny little baby. To others, the clearing of that part of your room probably didn’t mean anything at all, but it was so much more than that.

“Y’know,” Sam said, panting as she rolled off of you,  “you’re so lucky we’re gay.”

“W- Huh?”

She giggled breathlessly, turning onto her side to look into your eyes. 

“Because if we were straight, you’d so be pregnant right now… it’s a thing! It’s our wedding night, and everyyyone knows the first baby is always conceived right then.”

Your face fell into your palm, hiding your smile. 

 “Oh my god, Sam.” You playfully flicked her forehead, watching as she only smiled in response. 

“That implies no sex until marriage, and last time I checked,” you brought your hand to your duvet, lifting the covers to show your uncovered, tangled-up bodies underneath, “we did NOT play by those rules.”

“Technicalities” she waved dismissively, “You’d be knocked up and everyone would be like, ‘yeahh, they did it on their wedding night’.”

“You’re such an idiot…. And no thanks to you, everyone already knows we’ve done it anyway.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault Alanna overheard… that hotel had thin walls, I swear.”

You both laughed at the memory, recalling Alanna’s shocked expression and furious apologies as she walked in on the two of you years earlier. She was just drunk and stumbled into the wrong room by accident, but she sobered up pretty quickly afterwards. The next morning at breakfast she affectionately congratulated Sam and you at breakfast, giving Sam a firm pat on the back as she did so. 

You both lay quietly, your head nestled into Sam’s neck as she played with your hair, twirling the same little strands back and forth. 

“Do you ever think about it?”

“Kids?” 

Her hands stopped briefly, before continuing with their rhythmic motions in your hair. She hadn’t predicted that.

“Yeah. How’d you know?”

“I think about it too.”

“A lot?”

“Yeah.”

She waited a few moments, before lifting her head and turning to you once again. Her eyes were serious this time, almost a little glassy. Almost.

“I want kids. With you, Y/N.”

“I want kids with you too, Sam. I always have.”

She smiled back at you, pushing a strand of hair out of your face. You couldn’t help but notice the faint red blush that painted her cheeks; she must’ve been sitting on this for a while. 

“I dunno…It’s so scary, though. And it’s such a long process, I feel like I’ll always be too nervous to say anything. What if it’s the wrong time?”

“Yeah,” her hand coming to delicately line your lips, “I know. Maybe we can just take it slow, build ourselves up to the idea?”

You grinned back, holding back a small giggle. “You’ll have to make space in our room, you know - are you ready to part with your messy pile?”

“I didn’t even think of that,” she exclaimed, teasingly feigning shock. “We may have to reconsider this whole baby thing.”

Silence fell over the room once again as she wrapped her arm around you, the both of you off in your own little worlds. The post-sex fatigue was creeping up, pulling you down into a peaceful slumber.

You yawned, opening your eyes to look at her for the first time in what felt like ages

“How will we know when we’re ready?” 

“Well, you said we have to make room for the bassinet, right.”

“Mmm?”

“I think when I move my shoes… and you don’t move them back. Then we’ll know.”

You smiled at the memory of your wedding night, looking to your now wife by your side and the gold ring that sat perfectly on her finger, then to the small clock on your bedside table - 12:51 am on the 23rd - almost two months from the day you both decided.

You had spent the morning ambling around the apartment in the early morning light, taking sips from your coffee each time you walked past the mug on the bench. Sam was already at training, having left your sleeping form with a small peck on the cheek and water boiled in the kettle. 

Laundry on your hip, you picked up her bright pink soccer boots from their home on the bedroom floor and put them back in the cupboard, along with a few crumpled hoodies and spare jerseys. You often wondered if she had forgotten what you had spoken about the night of your wedding… After all, she DID have a lot to drink. 

The day lagged on until Sam came home, rushing through the door with the energy of a hyped-up golden retriever.

“My god, swear Guro was on fire today. She must’ve had crack for breakfast because I couldn’t even keep up, my calves fucking kill!”

You greeted her with a kiss and another mug of coffee that she delightedly accepted, walking into the bedroom to shower and change. The ache of last night’s…activities were still fresh on your mind, and the sound of the now running water drew you to the ensuite.

Instinctively, you went to kick the clothes Sam undoubtedly left on the floor out of the way

“Fuck!”

Your foot hit the side of the bed, a warm ache spreading up your leg. You looked down.

Nothing.

Upon opening the cupboard, you found Sam’s shoes tucked neatly on the rack with the rest of them, her uniform in the hamper. The floor was completely clear, not even a sock in sight. Maybe it was a mistake, did she really mean it? Maybe she was just worked up from training and forgot about your unspoken rule. Right? 

You were in a state of almost shock, walking slowly into the bathroom. Your attempt to close the door was futile as you mindlessly stepped forward, kicking off your slippers to stand opposite Sam, separated only by the glass door.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

Sam’s face was fresh from the shower, her eyebrows creased slightly in the middle. You could see from her face that she was deep in thought, most likely overthinking her decision to move the mess on the floor.

“You didn’t move it back.”

“I didn’t.”

You opened the door to the shower, now face to face. The hot water let occasional spits hit your skin, your clothes getting more and more wet by the second. Sam’s soaked hand reached out to find yours, her fingers nervously interlocking around them as her eyes met with you 

“Are we having a baby?”

Yeah,” she cried, pulling your face to hers under the water, “we’re having a baby.”

“Oooh, I’ll take that.”

In the blink of an eye, Carmen had snuck behind you to steal your freshly poured coffee straight from your hands. Sam had designated her the official “Y/N watchdog” for the time being, seeing as Sam couldn’t keep an eye on you around the hospital. 

“Hey! It’s decaf, plus I’m not even pregnant yet anyway.”

She took a sip, immediately wincing at the bitterness

“Fuck no it’s not decaf,” her face soured, “is this a double shot? Christ.”

You laughed, reaching back for another sip that she barely resisted. You paced around the wards, chatting on and off about the consultants and the latest nurses station gossip. You were likely to be the next topic of conversation once they found out about your plans for a baby. 

It was hard enough being a female resident. The medical profession was still far behind the rest of the world when it came to gender bias at work, and you were no exception. There were whispers of the male paramedics that frequented the ER doors having a “rating” for the female staff; they called you over for gruesome work in your first weeks just to see you squirm. Where the boys could slack, you pushed to work overtime and impress the old consultant who saw you only as hospital decorum.

Getting pregnant during residency wasn’t as dangerous as it once was, but you were still fearful of the strain it would put on your career. Would they look at you differently? Would they exclude you because of your “condition”?

It was one thing you and Sam were able to connect over. Sexism in your respective industries was so prevalent, both of you were often overlooked for your male counterparts despite performing equally as well (usually better). Despite these shared experiences, it was still the cause of one of your most heated arguments with Sam.

Sam’s hands ran down her face, dragging the skin in exaggeration as she sighed with frustration. She was opposite you, standing across the shared bed as she attempted to defend herself. It had started as you both made the bed that morning, pulling up the duvet and chatting about whatever was on your mind. However, Sam’s offhand comment of “when you’re pregnant”  had thrown a curveball on the mood.

“Oh my god, I don’t even know why you’re being like this. You know I can’t afford to be pregnant right now, Y/N.”

“Oh, and I can?”

You were fuming, arms folded across your chest as you stared her down, challenging her to continue. If she wanted to go there, you’d happily comply. She wasn’t wrong when she said that, after all, her career was physically demanding and undoubtedly dangerous for a pregnant woman further along. But why did she have to assume that it would be you? She didn’t even ask. Your job was just as challenging in other aspects, why didn’t she understand that?

“No- You know what I mean.”

You did know, but there was no way you were backing down now. 

“I get bashed all day, Y/N. And if I stop to have a baby now, then take leave and recover? That’s ages gone, they might not put me in next time.”

Sam worried constantly about her career; if she was taken seriously, if she could keep playing for as long as she wanted. 

“I get it, Sam. I do. But you didn’t even stop to ask me. A baby could fuck with my career too, you know. Did you even think of that? I’ll be the hospital liability.”

Sam’s eyes briefly flicked to concern, watching as yours welled up and your face reddened with each passing moment. But as soon as it came, it was gone, and she was back to her previous exasperated expression. She grabbed her keys from the nightstand, slipped on a pair of sneakers and turned to walk out the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I can’t even deal with this right now, I’m going for a walk.”

You stood in the doorway as the front door slammed shut, Sam exiting your vision. Your face fell into your hands, the tears falling freely as you cried silently. Were you really ready for this?

The memory of your argument was still fresh on your mind as you paced the halls, now separated from Carmen as you continued with rounds. Knocking on the door of your next patient, you shuffled your thoughts to the back of your mind.

“Aye, a bit shorter than the last one. Tall and mean, she was.”

Mrs Zielinski was newly admitted to your ward on account of her stomach pains. She was short and slight, with a thick accent - Eastern Europe, you guessed. Her notes had a little warning at the bottom, stating she was confrontational and suspicious of most treatment she was offered. You had heard rumours of how she apparently threw her ice chips at Alex for offering some ibuprofen. 

You only smiled, flipping through her chart and making your way to her bedside. You fiddled with the heart monitor, watching her stare intently at you. You grimaced at her heart rate - she was still tachycardic, with her blood pressure having risen from last night.

“Mrs Zie- Martyna, may I call you that?” 

“No.”

You had hoped to be friendly with her in an effort to persuade her to accept treatment, but it seemed no matter how many smiles you offered, she only intensified her glare. 

“Well, Mrs Zielinski, have the nurses been in to talk with you about your heart?”

“Heart is fine. Nice and strong.”

She patted her chest as if it was an achievement, smiling proudly. You held back a small laugh, difficult patients, while annoying, were often the most entertaining.

“Actually, it’s going a lot faster than I’d like it to.” You explained, smiling down sympathetically. “I’d like to give you something to calm it down.”

“Pfft, none of that. You people always trying to poison me, heart is fine.”

You sighed. While aggravating, the well-being of patients was always at the forefront of your mind. You often struggled with watching people make decisions that harmed them further, coming home and crying to Sam about how tough it was to sit back and watch. She would stroke your hair and soothe you, rubbing circles on your back as you sniffled. She was your rock in this profession, answering her phone late at night even when she was exhausted just to listen to you rant.

“Alright. Can I cut you a deal?”

She looked up suspiciously.

“If you let me take you to get an ECG and see what’s going on, I’ll get that male nurse back in here for you to throw ice at.”

She hesitated, before scoffing. You piqued your head towards her for clarification, and she sighed a quiet fine under her breath. A gleeful smile painted your face as you grabbed your pager, letting her know you’d be back later to take her down to the cardiac floor. 

Two hours and an argument with the technician later, you were pushing Mrs Zielinski down the halls towards the elevator. It was around 9 in the evening (maybe even later; you could barely tell these days) and the halls were quiet, filled with the soft beeping of machines and the nurses chatting at the stations. 

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the small cable running across the floor. The bed jolted as you pushed over it, snapping you back to reality.

“God, girl, look where you going!”

“Sorry, sorry. We’re almost there.”

“Take me to basement to kill me, ‘ey? Sound like first husband.”

You laughed, continuing to wheel her carefully into the ECG suites where you would hand over to the technicians. Bidding her a polite farewell you left, heading towards the locker room.

Finally you could return home to Sam. With the embryo transfer tomorrow, you had taken a week's leave to recuperate afterwards. Sam would stay home with you for company, ensuring you didn’t find an excuse to just “pop over” to the hospital. 

Maybe this round would be successful, maybe not. You pushed it from your mind as you packed your things and walked through the hospital door, the setting sun shining straight in your face. You could barely see right in front of you, almost missing the figure right in front of you.

"You're a sight for sore eyes, darl"

Sam! There she was, standing by the door with her sunnies on and a bouquet of flowers in hand. She smiled at your shocked face, grabbing the stethoscope from around your neck to bring you in for a kiss.

"Ready to get pregnant?"

"Wha- Sam!"

[justforthoughts]

Let's go! Others include Battleship Island, Obs & Gynae (I still didn't manage to learn the name lol), Penny Pinchers, Deep Rooted Tree, Will it snow for Christmas and Triple.

I might be missing some, I'm not sure.

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Changing Women's Health: Pioneering Advances in Obstetrics and Gynecology

Obstetrics and Gynecology (OB/GYN) is a medical specialty that deals in detail with a variety of women’s reproductive health issues. These obstetrics courses, looking at pregnancy and childbirth, and gynecology which focuses on the dysfunction of the female reproductive system play an important role in ensuring the best health care for women Thats why doing Fellowship in Obstetrics and Gynecology is one of the decisions any healthcare professionals make.

A closer examination of the medical challenges in these areas reveals the depth of knowledge and technology required to address the complex challenges of female obstetrics. Obstetricians, primary care providers during pregnancy, use a variety of medical interventions to monitor and support maternal and fetal health. Prenatal care including routine screening, prenatal genetic testing, and ultrasound aims to identify and manage potential complications in early pregnancy in this area, research non-invasive prenatal procedures have improved dramatically, provided more accurate genetic information, and enabled early detection of fetal abnormalities High-risk pregnancy Specialized care is required, and often involves effort a in collaboration with maternal and fetal medicine specialists. These subspecialists use advanced imaging techniques such as magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) to evaluate complex fetal conditions and plan interventions to improve outcomes Fellowship in Obs and Gynae, helps gynecologists navigate the complexity of women’s reproductive health after pregnancy.

Innovations in diagnostic modalities such as colposcopy and hysteroscopy allow more accurate visualization of the uterus and endometrium to diagnose and manage conditions such as endometriosis Advances in molecular diagnosis and treatment targeted on gynecologic cancer contributes to the development of treatment plans for women facing reproductive Obs and in India Doing a Fellowship in Gynae is a laparoscopic approach in robotic surgery. It also helps to integrate potentially revolutionary techniques, enabling less invasive treatments with shorter recovery times and improved patient outcomes.

Thus, any healthcare professional with a Fellowship in Obstetrics and Gynecology by MedVantage can seamlessly collaborate with obstetricians and gynecologists to ensure women are well cared for throughout their reproductive lives. This includes addressing fertility issues, hormone imbalances, and conditions such as polycystic ovary syndrome through approaches that integrate medicine, surgery, and reproductive technology the OB/GYN profession leads on medical research, explore new technologies and treatments. From exploring the genetic basis of reproductive disorders to harnessing the potential of regenerative medicine on uterine health, ongoing research holds the promise of making a difference Obstetrics and gynecology stands exists for dynamic and ever-evolving specialty services that utilize state-of-the-art technology and medical expertise to deliver the best possible care.

[wrongeruris]

guys i’m absolutely fuming i had a whole doc open with a few rough first drafts of chapters for a fic where levi was an obs and gynae consultant and armin’s mentor and i can’t find it anywhere!!

[fellowshipprograms]

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[purple-dahlias]

don’t care if i offend anyone for this but why are so many obs&gynae doctors men?? like. very questionable that you chose to spend your career looking at vaginas. idk i just think it’s a bit creepy

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[a-life-in-medicine]

Highlights of the internship - Week 5:

• First week of OB/GYN.

• This week, I had duty at gynae ward and it was under my responsibility. I felt more like a doctor when I was the one who would make decisions from time to time and I heard the usual ‘doctor’ at the beginning of the questions of the nurses 🥹

Also, when they called ER for me from the ward to ask stuff about medication orders or when I should go to check something about a patient.

And also; when I took care of our patients, dressed their incisions, removed their drainage catheters and sutured them.

• The first day was also my first night shift at OB/GYN ER so I was nervous to have that before being acknowledged by the staff but it went really well.

• I also happened to have two night shifts on alternate days and not being able to take leave on the day between them because of some article work I had, it took me days to take the sleep I needed to get back to life.

And I had to work until noon to leave on the day after the second one because the ward duty does not end quickly. Now I can understand why my attending is still able to live without eating anything ahaha

Seriously, you don’t almost feel the hunger after some time, it is scary.

• “You have got the long hands, just suitable for surgery. You would fit in so well.” - a mid-wife 🥹

• During C/S, I got to cauterize the bleedings and cut the cord. After that the nurse allowed me to suture the skin. More like, she told me she will leave the table if I could do it. I told her that I could, she checked and saw that I was doing well and did literally leave the table: “You are suturing even better than me.” Stop, no waaayyy 🥹

• A doctor, whom I have known from OB/GYN rotation at the 4th class, apparently did not forget me because the first thing he said when he entered ER was ‘how are you, *my name*?’

He told me that he will make me follow a pregnant’s cervix dilatation progress with continuous examinations and make me do the delivery with him. He took me to the delivery room and told the mid-wife there, “this is our intern doctor. She is so hard working and knows everything very well, please do get her involved during examinations and then we will deliver the baby together.” How does he still remember me this much? I was going to melt 🥹

For us to have communication and for me to not miss the delivery, he saved my phone number. He saved me as ‘Dr. *my name*’. If I did not melt before, I surely did at that moment 🥹

Despite waiting and doing examinations until 3 am, I could not be involved in the delivery because the woman was primiparous and it has been a hard, long delivery. “I was going to make you do it but tough luck,” the doctor said.

I got to suture the episiotomy though, only the skin but there is a first for everything. After this, hearing “she has got hand skills for suturing, she is so natural” from mid-wives was also lovely 🥹

• And it did not happen at the first one but at the second night shift, I did deliver a baby! The blood spurting on our arms was not favorable but doing something new for the first time is exciting. I was glad I didn’t drop the baby as it was so slippery. I also sutured the episiotomy, all the way from inside to the skin this time.

• At the ward, along with removing drainage catheters, I had removed a CVC catheter for the first time as well.

• Knowing that it would be my first time of removing a drainage catheter and leaving that responsibility to me despite this, our attending told that he knows me and he knows that I know what to do in case something goes wrong and I will call him, that’s why he trusts me <3

• A patient, whom I have been taking care of and talking all the time, told me “you are going to be a great surgeon, *my name*. I hope, you will be and I will pray for you.” Are you kidding me? How much more lovelier all these people can be? 🥹

• And nurses and mid-wives always offer to make me tea and coffee, I love this team so much ❤️

[neuronal]

i have a week's time break until the next batch of my exams but i'm not too worried bc i feel like the next modules are relatively easier compared to the shit that ortho and obs/gynae was (←probably jinxed myself saying this) but whatever the good news is i'm almost two weeks away from (albeit temporary) freedom