That all consuming passion called Medicine
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I don't know how you suspected, but I was once a medical student. Ah, those halcyon (well, not quite) days! Inasmuch as I'd like to put up pictures of medical school per se, the
truth is I didn't spend much time in the academic pursuits, nor had I the inclination to capture
those days for posterity. My fondest memories are those extra-curricular in nature - my hall stay, MedSoc, and most of all, my classmates and NUSSU friends. Perhaps in later years, I may regret having studied so little, but I doubt it. For the real lessons are not those found in books, and the real tests in life not the academic exams. Few are those whose on their deathbed wish they studied more, or worked harder. Indeed, may I be the of rare breed who admit to living too much. Carpe Diem. |
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Year 1 I don't have any pictures of my first year, which is just as well, considering nothing eventful in medicine other than a crazy panic towards the First Professional occured. I didn't know it at the time, but the only reason I made it into year 2 was that God was watching over me.  Unbeknownst to me, this year marked the start of lifelong friendships outside of medicine. Following the exams, a bunch of us backpacked in Europe for a month. |
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Year 2
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By far the most eventful year of medical school for me, all of it non-academic. This was the year I stayed in King Edward VII (KE7) hall, and made a whole new bunch of friends like Adrian Loh, Ng Bang Teen, Loh May-Han and Coral Toh, and did so many activites like Hall Play, Fencing, and pulled so many pranks and late night suppers that a whole separate section is needed to do it justice. I also joined MedSoc as treasurer , which taught me both the folly of being impulsive and the rewards of taking the path untravelled. This, together with my experiences in Hall Play Ticketing, was truly a baptism of fire in committee work. Once again, I neglected to take pictures of the hard work - instead here are some of the events we organized: Trip to Pulau Redang, Medic Play (As part of Medic Week), and water skiing. |
 P.S. You can click on the thumbnails/contact sheets(these things^^^). |
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Year 3
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[b] Start of clinical years, and a real change from the slackness of year 2. This is my clinical group - Luwyn, Azhari, Ong Pei Yuin, Alison, and Tee Shang-Ian; the lower frame shows my "sister" and "cousin" CGs. I continued to stay in hall, and friendships there grew deeper, but time wasn't on my side. I began to MUD in earnest too, and combined with the increased workload, I sadly drifted from friends in year 1 whom I rarely saw now. |
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Year 4
[a] Clinical work was more routine now, and the workload less. The subspecialities were more engaging too, and time flew by quickly. I came to know the Lord towards the end of the year, just before I left for elective in Scotland. These are some of my brothers and sisters in Christ. |
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Year 5
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Another short year - 7 months of lessons before the final M.B.,B.S. loomed large. We were more seasoned and independent workers now, a change so subtle that most never realised it. Fate threw an informal study group of us together - one that began by coincidence of location, but continued its existence long after our graduation. |
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Year X Who knows what the future holds? Five years is a long time, not just academically. Socially, spiritually, culturally, physically, emotionally, everythingly - all have changed in my life these 5 years, not just once, but many times over. And lest you think this marks the end, think again - this is not even the beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning, but merely the beginning of the beginning. |
