Internship started two weeks ago. Well it’s totally not like what we see in Grey’s. For our first rotation, we were exiled to another hospital since ours specializes in geriatrics. At first, I thought combing my hair would be a luxury but I was wrong. Not much was expected of us. Basically just doing discharge papers, inserting IV cannulas, chatting with my residents and junior interns. My stay there was uneventful until yesterday. While doing the usual stuff I do, the nurse called my attention. "Doc wala na yata siya", referring to the intubated patient who was diagnosed to have pneumonia. So I went to see the patient. I can barely hear the heart beat. Hurriedly, I called my attending and we started resuscitating. Then our senior noticed violaceous rashes on the arm of the patient which were not there minutes ago. OMG, don’t tell me this is a case of… I’m hoping it’s not. But of course I had to take that pill for prophylaxis. Apparently I’m still alive although i felt bad that we had to say goodbye to this little angeI (Oh, I forgot to mention that I stayed at home the next day to rest, but not in peace)