So, I kinda stopped writing this blog while in Russia. I just lost steam, I guess. Maybe it's because our showers lost steam - seriously, no hot water messes with you. At any rate, I will conclude this Moscow experience with a few post-posts. :)
Thanks to Natasha, I was able to shadow some doctors and get some sweet experience in a Russian hospital. It wasn't a full blown Russian hospital, but more of a clinic type place. It was for those that actually had insurance. In other words, the richer Russians and foreigners. So, I suited up and began my shadowing.
It really was an awesome experience. The doctors were very cool and it was really fun to talk them during them during the surgeries about life. They loved having an American with them. Haha, it definitely was an exciting change for them to have an American in there with them. How random, right? They were just incessantly pounding me with questions about all the intricacies of my life and life as an American. I loved it too. It was a blast speaking Russian and talking with such interesting and open people. I really enjoyed everyone at that place. And their hospitality and kindness to me was unreal. It was an unforgettable experience.
As I said my goodbyes on the last day of me shadowing there, I told Nikita.... let me back track about him.
Natasha talked to the big guy, Nikita, at the clinic to see if I could come by and shadow. My first day when I came in, he sat me down and started talking to me. No joke, I felt like I was in the most formal interview of my life. And the guy could not wrap his head around why I would want to spend my time in the clinic. He totally thought I was pulling some kind of scam or something. I explained to him over and over what my intentions were and I think he pretty much conceited on this idea that I am a fanatic of Russia. Since I lived in Russia previously for two years and stuff. Haha, whatever, maybe I am. We became pretty good friends and he lost his skeptical look of me when I came back on the second day.
So, as I left, I told Nikita how much I enjoyed being in the clinic and that I could definitely work there someday. Needless to say, I got a job waiting for me in Moscow as soon as I finish medical school. How lucky am I. :)
Thanks to Natasha, I was able to shadow some doctors and get some sweet experience in a Russian hospital. It wasn't a full blown Russian hospital, but more of a clinic type place. It was for those that actually had insurance. In other words, the richer Russians and foreigners. So, I suited up and began my shadowing.
It really was an awesome experience. The doctors were very cool and it was really fun to talk them during them during the surgeries about life. They loved having an American with them. Haha, it definitely was an exciting change for them to have an American in there with them. How random, right? They were just incessantly pounding me with questions about all the intricacies of my life and life as an American. I loved it too. It was a blast speaking Russian and talking with such interesting and open people. I really enjoyed everyone at that place. And their hospitality and kindness to me was unreal. It was an unforgettable experience.
As I said my goodbyes on the last day of me shadowing there, I told Nikita.... let me back track about him.
Natasha talked to the big guy, Nikita, at the clinic to see if I could come by and shadow. My first day when I came in, he sat me down and started talking to me. No joke, I felt like I was in the most formal interview of my life. And the guy could not wrap his head around why I would want to spend my time in the clinic. He totally thought I was pulling some kind of scam or something. I explained to him over and over what my intentions were and I think he pretty much conceited on this idea that I am a fanatic of Russia. Since I lived in Russia previously for two years and stuff. Haha, whatever, maybe I am. We became pretty good friends and he lost his skeptical look of me when I came back on the second day.
So, as I left, I told Nikita how much I enjoyed being in the clinic and that I could definitely work there someday. Needless to say, I got a job waiting for me in Moscow as soon as I finish medical school. How lucky am I. :)
Hahahahahaha.... He was Nikita!! Not Dmitrii =)))))))))))))))
ReplyDeleteNatash...Dimitrii was the name of this other boss guy and a different clinic I was at. It was a different Natasha that helped me find this place and everything. I will write about you and Nikita in a different blog post, no worries. hahaha. jk. Oh it is late, that was a stupid mistake. :) I am glad you happened to read my blog that I haven't written in for months. How did you see my post anyways? Was it on facebook?
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