How can I forget to make an entry about my graduation?! Duh. To be totally honest? Earthlings… I was just too busy going to parties, revelries, my own party and more parties after graduation day that I lacked time in writing about it, so.
And two weeks prior to internship got me really thinking. I should definitely spend this golden period wisely. First week was mantled to finish all the requirements for internship. And this week’s allotted for me, my family and friends.
Today, I am back in Manila currently at 30’C. Not that bad. It must be the rain from yesterday.
Anyway, I never cried in my previous graduation rites and so I thought, graduating from med school wouldn’t shed me tears as well. But I was wrong. That day made me realize the degree of gratification we gave to our proud parents and the satisfaction we achieved for ourselves; a relief from all the destitutions and deprivations we’ve gone through. Theses ideas in particular made me seriously in a teary-eyes-mode last April 14th. Really…
The selected class speakers made us reminisce all the experiences we went through med school since frosh year but there’s this one particular part of our valedictorian’s message that struck me the most; the part where she narrated our experiences during medical clerkship where we faced the real challenges as physicians dealing with patients and colleagues. TBTH? If college was hard, med school was horrendous.
She also pointed out how this achievement provides great honor not only to ourselves but also to our dearest parents. When I passed the medical technology board exam, I knew my parents were so proud of me that they wanted to throw a party for me. But then I refused. I was too busy way back then and I didn’t see the point of doing so. Apparently, they were a little saddened about my decision. So when they said they’ll give me a post-graduation party, I humbly agreed. I already get their point.
Med school is not only hard, it is likewise financially crippling. And I’m very much thankful to my parents for supporting me to this career that I chose. It wasn’t very easy but it became much less difficult for me when my family’s there to back me up. I wanted to become a doctor ever since I was perhaps born. During primary education, my favorite subject was always about science but the topic about the eyes is the least of my favorites. I remember the struggles mom went through when I was a kid to make me stick on my mind which is the sclera and which is the cornea; I used to interchange the two, IKR? Of course I nao very much knoe where the cornea is, plus it’s layers and pathologies. But then again, ophthalmology still doesn’t excite me that much.
So basically all the memories that primed me to become where I am right nao came flashing back on me during the graduation ceremony. Who wouldn’t be maudlin, e?
So there, nao you knoe that I am such a cry baby. Pft! Owell, so after graduation and 2 laconic weeks prior to the start of internship, I’ve been to parties, I was able to catch up with some friends, I had a full body massage c/o my mom’s masseuse, my teeth cleaned by my ever proficient dentist and my toe and fingernails immaculated. Everything’s so invigorating.
My teeth are ready for another year of coffee staining, my body is ready for another year of ward rounds and I am ready for another year of social impairment…
Internship here I come!
*What I haven’t done yet is to hit the beach and become sun-kissed. :P So whoever has a resort out there, I’ll be happy to be invited over… :))