Gah, I can't believe that was one year of medicine done. This year rocketed by so quickly that I barely had time to pause for breath. It only feels like yesterday that I sat in Colquhoun for the first time during Med O-Week and had bitter thoughts going through my head because the people around me were all so damn young. I felt that my place back in 2009 had been robbed from me. But looking back now, I think I've accepted the fact that yes, my friends will now be doctors, while I will be only be a third year medical student. But I'm okay with that now.
I've made peace with the fact that I wasn't ready for medicine five years ago. Probably still not, but at least better equipped and able to learn from mistakes from my forebears coughnotleavingstudyuntilseptembercough. Bloody hell, this is beginning to sound like an HIC essay. I've come to love the friends I've made like a family and I have to say, being friends with them makes it totes okay to be four years behind.
One year down. Four more to go.
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