MY FIRST YEAR IN MED SCHOOL

Being born in an Indian family was one of the reasons I decided to study medicine. See, every desi parent considers Medicine as a dream career for their children to pursue, so that one day they can proudly announce to the society that “My son/daughter is a doctor”.

Jokes apart, I think I’m starting to have an interest in medicine now (after a year), well since I had no future plans set for myself, and I’m pretty sure there are a lot of people out there who don’t know what to pursue after finishing O-level and A-level education, or was it just me?!?! *thinking emoji*

My experience with the first year of med school was exciting. I got to learn new stuffs, manage my time and finances, study by using electronic devices, cutting dead bodies and cadavers stuffs...

I also faced a lot of challenges in the beginning, since this was the first time I officially stayed away from my family, unable to manage time – waking up at 7.50 am whilst having a lecture starting at 8.00 am, financial management issues - spending like there’s no tomorrow or not spending at all (no in-betweens). Not being able to study at home due to over exhaustion, like how do they expect us to study from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m. (I exaggerated, not considering the breaks in-between) and coming back home and studying more!

But I guess that’s the fun in medicine, it’s supposed to be hard. If it were easy, everyone would be a doctor right now. As a great man once said to me (JK I googled this up) “Medicine – Fucking my life to save yours”. Medicine is not all about passing exams, it’s studying for the day when you are the only thing between a patient and a grave. (So motivating yeah! I googled this up too).

Thanks for reading!