It can be really vexing at times, I try really hard but as I struggle I have this notion that I can never catch up with everyone else. Even when I do know the shit we’re supposed to remember, my mind just freezes; going on a recurrent loop and all I can muster from my mouth is the word ‘shit’.

If I had to describe myself in one word I would use the word ‘hindrance’ because all I’m ever good for in the DR is cleaning up the fascia and bits of human remains. At times I just feel like taking a scalpel and slicing my common carotid, then I would say “Hey everyone I can help too! Use my body! It’s fresher than the Silent Sven (our cadaver),” as I laugh hysterically lying in a pool of my own blood.

I may be a crap medical student but hey at least I have a sense of humour.

Oh wait no.

Fuck.