Not Below Par
It's a Sunday, the first day of the week. After a night's sleep, I wake to the official start of my preclinicals, almost like the official beginning of this medical journey. This past first year was a period of preparation and conditioning for what is to come: the lectures, the practical sessions and report writing, a test for each course, all of it training for the task ahead. Before I resumed, I wrote that it's not merely how far one has come, but also how well one has done. Looking back now, the "well" is not too good, but definitely not bad, and there's always room for improvement. Of course, I had read, watched and listened to stories and essays about the nature and topography of this journey. I was cognizant of the contours, and alhamdulillah, it wasn't so sloppy, but we're catching up. It was a case of preparation meeting expectation. I hope to make it better or, worst case, keep it so. As a student with no prior exposure to further maths, diffe...