Results for doctor of medicine translation from English to Tagalog

doctor of medicine
first year doctor

doctor of medicine degree
doktor ng medisina

lack of medicine
kulang

doctor of education
doktor ng edukasyon

what kind of medicine?
anong gamot sa binat?

has run out of medicine
hindi pinayagan

plastic container of medicine
lalagyan na plastic ng gamot

doctor of the brain disease
doctor sa may sakit sa utak

doctor of business administration degree
doctor of business administration

bachelor of medicine, bachelor of surgery.
bachelor of medicine, bachelor of surgery

their race is about to run out of medicine
malapit ng maubos ang kanilang lahi

psychiatry is the branch of medicine that deals with the treatment of mental illness.
ang saykayatrya ay ang sangay ng gamot na nababahala sa paggamot ng sakit sa isip.

examples of medicines
examples of bulong

outstanding professional of the year 2005 in the field of medicine, awarded by the professional regulation commission,
larangan ng medisina

medical care is supposed to be free in uganda. however, there has been a consistent shortage of medicine and health workers in the national health centres.
libre dapat ang mga serbisyong medikal sa uganda.

a recent study from the university of pittsburgh school of medicine examined depression rates in younger adults, finding significantly increased odds of depression among those spending the most time engaged in social media
ang isang kamakailang pag-aaral mula sa paaralan ng university of pittsburgh ng medisina ay sinuri ang mga rate ng depresyon sa mga mas bata na may sapat na gulang, sa paghahanap ng makabuluhang nadagdagan na mga posibilidad ng pagkalungkot sa mga naggugol ng pinakamaraming oras na nakikibahagi sa social media

the new england journal of medicine reports that a lack of hand-washing remains at unacceptable levels in most medical environments, with large numbers of doctors and nurses routinely forgetting to wash their hands before touching patients, thus transmitting microorganisms.
iniulat ng new england journal of medicine na ang kakulangan sa paghugas ng kamay ay nanatili sa hindi katanggap-tanggap na mga antas sa halos lahat ng medikal na mga lugar, na ang malaking bilang ng mga doktor at nars ay madalas nakakalimot sa paghugas ng kanilang mga kamay bago humipo ng mga pasyente, sa gayon ay naikakalat ang mga mikroorganismo.

tsaa para sa puso ang pag inom kahit isa man lamang tasa ng tsaa sa isang araw ay maaaring mapigil ang atake sa puso nang apatnaput apat na bahagdan ayon sa mga mananaliksik mula sa bngham at women's hospital sa boston. ang kasalukuyang pinagsanib na pag aaral ng harvard medical school ay itinanghal sa pagpupulong na ginanap sa royal society of medicine sa london. ang mga mananaliksik ay nagsabing ang benipisyo sa kalusugan ay maaaring makita sa dami ng flavonoids sa tsaa isang likas na
tsaa para sa puso ang pag - inom kahit isa man lamang tasa ng tsaa sa isang araw ay maaaring mapigil ang atake sa puso nang apatnaput - apat na bahagdan ayon sa mga mananaliksik mula sa bngham at women's hospital sa boston. ang kasalukuyang pinagsanib na pag - aaral ng harvard medical school ay itinanghal sa pagpupulong na ginanap sa royal society of medicine sa london. ang mga mananaliksik ay nagsabing ang benipisyo sa kalusugan ay maaaring makita sa dami ng flavonoids sa tsaa - isang likas na sangkap na tumutulong sa selula ng dugo upang mabawasan ang pamumuo nito. ang mga dating pag - aaral ay nagpapayo na ang pag - inom ng tsaa ay maaaring mabuti para sa puso. ang pag - aaral na ginawa mula sa regular na tsaa at sa itim na dahon ng tsaa, kontra sa berde o sa tsaang herbal. ang tsaang itim ay naglalaman ng flavonoids samantala, kung gaano karami ang pag - inom ng tsaa at kung gaano katapang ang kailangang pakuluan para makakuha ng napakagandang benepisyo ay hindi pa napag - aralan. ang mga dalubhasa ay nagbabala na ang tsaa ay isang bahagi ng regumin para sa pagkontrol ng atake sa puso.

many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."
c / ang huling dahon ng o henry