No more classes. 3.5 more study days until Path Final on Monday. CPD Practical on Wednesday, Written on Friday. Home on Saturday.
I hate Bone Path. And Renal. And the Female Genital System. A more complicated piece of plumbing seriously CANNOT be invented. Wow.
I was telling Shruts that the reason nothing gets stuck in my head is because it's all air in there so there's really no place for the info to go except to float around and to disappear once I go to bed. Whereas with her, her head is full of all this viscous goop like brain material so it makes sense that everything gets stuck and STAYS stuck in there.
Sigh. I hate finals. Why I don't have an ulcer yet is beyond me. I <3 my mucosal lining like whoa.
PS- My new ID card makes me look like a troll.
I can't think of a single reason why I should be a doctor, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose. There are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing, I love the playing field. [MG]
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