An Illegible Bachelor (of Medicine)

I still remember the shame of being the only person in my 5th grade class who failed to get their handwriting pen license.

Now over a dozen years later, I'm graduating to be a doctor.

I guess it was destiny.

How teachers reacted to my writing

My handwriting looked perpetually like it was the end of an exam that I had run out of time on:

A real medical chart.

Chinese characters were indecipherable enough already...

It's still hard to wrap around my head that I'm going to be allowed to stab sharp things into people and ironically be responsible for their health. In fact, much like a prostitute, I'll get paid to touch your junk, but unlike that noble ancient profession, my mum will be proud of me. (Thanks mum for all your love and support!).

My mum is proud, but my friends are scared.

My best marks tend to be in MCQ Exams -.-"
I prefer to think it's because that exam format is a much more 'objective' assessment of knowledge :P

I'll admit that studying medicine was not easy, and I struggled harder as the course progressed.

This might be because I slacked off during the early years, because I wasn't taking things too seriously. Just like a catheter, I tended to take the piss out of things, and clowning around in lectures/class was way more fun.

Trust me, I'm a doktuh!

In fact I still remember at the beginning of my degree, I thought you could get cervical cancer in the cervical spine.

What my questions during anatomy tutorials felt like

So in conclusion,

MuahahahahaNow I'm an asshole with a university degree.

P.S.  Now every-time my friends want to meet up, I'm going to call it a doctor's appointment to piss them off. I may end up with no friends.

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For another semi-medical related musing, see: Inhospitable Hospital Tunes