(The Cambridge Anatomy Department is recruiting and I thought I'd help them out.)
Anyhoo, I've been mulling over a post for a long time now, and it's coming up as soon as I finish the endless stream of mock exams that should hopefully end on Monday (after which we have an endless stream of practicals. Experimental Psychology practicals. What the hell are those about anyway? To test if we're sane? Crap, I'm finally going to be found out. Well if they expel me, I'm going to sue. "Sanity" was definitely NOT on the admissions requirements list in the prospectus. --Editor) but I thought I'd give you some background reading to do first.
This issue is a universal one that affects all of us, because all of us question whether we're really doing what we want to be doing in life. Three links:
1. I sat down and wrote a post for Medscape on it. The volume of comments surprised me (and made me really REALLY glad I'm not the only one feeling that way! --Ed) and has passed 60. Do go read it and do leave a comment here or there. I'd really like to hear your thoughts on this one.
2. Nathan of A Jolly Company expresses it better than I do in his article on the famous physician Sir William Osler. Take a look at the comments too, especially the first one by a 'Tinea' and the last one by Medstudentitis.
3. And saving the last for best, this post over at one of the best medical blogs out there, a blog that has inspired countless other bloggers, medical or otherwise, but has reached such a pinnacle that its author doesn't update as frequently anymore and no longer replies to comments: Ah Yes Medical School. Best summarised in the words of one commenter over there: "Really good, blah, blah, blah."
And just because you've all been so good and read this far without falling asleep or haemorrhaging out of your ears, I'll include a bonus link: Donald Trump's first rule is also about passion.
Passion, passion, passion. Starting to see a pattern here?