Though folks outside of medical school may not be able to comprehend the fear induced by this exam (it stems somewhat from the thought-seed that is planted at the beginning of medical school that Step 1 dictates much of your immediate future, ie residency, and also from the demoralizing month of studying and practice testing that takes place prior to the exam). Anyway, I believed deep down (and no wise words from outsiders could shake it) that I had really, truly failed. True, it's an extremely rare event, at least at my medical school. And true, I passed all the practice tests. But the length and arduousness of the thing left me doubting myself.
Let this be a lesson to myself: doubt not. There are many more of these hurdles ahead and let's not waste our time suffering such bouts of stress in the future. Life goes on (obla-di-obla-da)!
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