A Journey

I've never done this before. Shared what I was thinking on so open a page. It screamed of vanity and perhaps an ego yearning for others to lend an ear. But I've also never taken a journey like this before. A necessary evil...I think what everyone is doing.... a way to keep in touch. All good reasons. Alas, and such, I lose my anonymity and begin a sojourn into the world of Bloggers.

It all started over a year ago. It was really with a passing comment..."Do you speak French?".
With such a name as Desiree, one can't help but feel that I should. I've always been a little shy about my name. Such a grand name with a tinge of pretentiousness for a Malaysian such as myself, yet its also shaded by the glorious boobies of lap dancers and porn stars. Rather reminiscent of Napoleon's mistress, Desiree. But, I digress..

Lets begin again. The conversation could have ended there but with my curiosity I answered immediately, "no, why do you ask?", and that is where it all begins.

I'm currently in the fourth year of my Anesthesia Residency Program at the University of Calgary. Its been a hard go. Four years of my Bachelor's, then two years of my Master's (not that I would have it any other way), another four years of medical school and then a five year residency. I've been exhausted and living like a student for years. Through it all, I have retained a naive optimism. Always wanted to "help save the world" blah, blah, blah. In reality it sounds so sickeningly utopian, but in truth, its a silliness that I aspire to. Well, perhaps not to save the world but to at least "to return something". In my idealistic world, I've always wanted to go to Africa. I couldn't forsee that in my future, this could become a reality. Enter on stage left: A Trip to Rwanda.