Friday, January 27, 2012
The Angry Medic Becomes The Angry Doctor
My graduation at Imperial College London, October 2011. What's that you say?
Your mother could Photoshop better than me? Oh, shaddap.
Yes, that's right folks. Amidst stunned looks of disbelief, screams of fainting ladies and angry curses muttered by my med school lecturers, I finally graduated as a doctor in October 2011. Why the long wait to update? Cos I've been sitting here for the past few months pinching myself repeatedly asking myself if I didn't just dream the whole thing.
(I'm only joking. Partly. --Editor)
(I'm only joking. Partly. --Editor)
It wasn't easy. The finals were tough, and I didn't think I did as well as I ended up doing. I had a LOT of help along the way, and sitting the exams was a truly humbling experience. I could never, never have done it without the help of a few key people whom I hope to thank in coming posts (in a completely serious and non-humorous manner. Cough. Why are you looking at me like that? --Ed.) In fact, the first thing I did when I got the results email was contact the exams co-ordinator right away asking if the results were real. No, really. Don't tell my mom.
Also, now that I'm safely far far away, I can finally reveal the university I've been terrorising studying at for the past 3 years after Cambridge:
Geddit geddit? Cos it's Imperial College, and the bad guys in Star Wars are Imperials,
so it's funny cos I drew Imperials in Imperial, hahaha...
okay so I haven't done this for a while, okay? Leave me alone.
So yeah. I'm a real doctor now.
How does it feel? Is it worth it? Short answer: I'm scared shitless. Long answer: That's for another post, the second part to my Cambridge graduation post. (MWAHAHA now you have to come back and read more of my crap if you want to find out! Or you could...not come back. Probably healthier in the long run. --Ed.)
If you've been here before, thanks for staying with me all these years. I'll write again soon about graduation and what it's like to be a Real Doctor (in two words: scared shitless. Oh wait, did I say that already? --Ed.). Happy Chinese New Year!
OMG! you're back! congrats! knew it was worth it leavin you on my reading list
ReplyDeleteAngry Medic! You're back! Of course, now that you're a doctor, you're going to become more powerful than you could ever imagine.. (Star Wars quote, geddit?)
ReplyDeletecongrats sexy pants!!!
ReplyDeleteSeen a shrink yet?
ReplyDeleteWelcome back
ReplyDeleteWelcome back, Sweetie! I've missed you so much! Contrats on becoming a big time, fancy pants doctor. Just remember that nurses really run the hospitals;-)
ReplyDeleteDiabetes-Inducingly Sweet Anonymous: D'awwww (seriously though, leaving me on your blogroll has been proven to be hazardous to your mental health. Just sayin'.)
ReplyDeleteJulie: Huh? What? What do you mean, I can't become more powerful than-- *memories of pre-screwed up Star Wars prequel movies surface* OHHHHHH. I see what you did there ;)
Dr Psychobabble: Aww thanks. And damn straight my pants are sexy, right? Last time I wore these to a club no one would dance with me. "Who wears bermudas to a club?" they asked. Hah. Some people have no taste.
Shrinked Immaculate: Okay I'll confess, no I haven't. My last one jumped out of his clinic window screaming. I'M SORRY, I'LL GO TAKE MY PILLS NOW!
ReplyDeleteDoctor Zorro: Wow, that's scary. I literally had your blog open in my browser, saying I'd comment on it tomorrow - then I wake up and YOU'VE BEATEN ME TO IT. What are you, psychic?
Momma Jones: MOMMAAAA JOOOOONES OMG boy is it good to see you. And damn straight, stayed at me aunt's place whilst I revised for exams and she's a nurse. She taught me my place in hospital. I'll be good. *cough*