WHATEVER IT TAKES TO BE SUCCESSFUL AS A DOCTOR
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From A 12th Pass Out to Be a Post Graduate doctor, a little boy transforms, from a novice, who runs to mom and daddy for every worry of his ;
to a person, to whom people run for their worries & pain !
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This short piece of article is the real life recount of a doctor.
Being a doctor is good but whats more interesting and adventurous is the journey to be doctor.
This journey is full of ups and downs with years of hard work.
When you see a successful doctor – you are just seeing the tip of the iceberg.
But just like 90 % of the iceberg remain hidden under the water,
similarly a successful doctor has years of dedication hidden behind him/her.
This post deals with that emotional quotient of being a doctor.
20 years back getting in to a medical or dental or health field was not so tough.
To say the truth as I have heard from my grandfather , back in his days any govt job was given the most value. Jobs in the medical & health sector usually were the last ones to get filled.
There was no mad rush or fight for seats like today.
My grand father was given a seat in MBBS & PAEDIATRICIAN as he was a topper in 12th and in graduation.
He did not write any entrance.
Many of his colleagues joined the health sector like that only.
Many joined health sector as they could not clear the civil service exams.
Fast forward the time to today & I don’t need to tell you all , how drastically the situation has changed. With the exponential rise in human population and the average Indian age being 24 to 35 , there is a mad struggle for seats & career.
No stream is an exception.
Health sector attracts a lot of students and the fight for it starts right from 12th class.
The large scale PMT exams. Then the monumental exams & results.
We all wanted MBBS but when we can’t make the cut we take BDS , BPT & other health courses.
In my case it was BDS in Chennai : ) …
You may like to read how one student like you entered dentistry after 12th . Its very interesting . It might be your story.
Frankly speaking … In my school days all I ever wanted was to do something in the field of technology. May be it engineering, software or graphic designing. Though there were doctors in my family, but I never felt inclined to it. I bought the first computer latter than any of my friends.
So , I joined BDS And from there started the journey of graduation.
The whole journey that started from class 1 till class 12th then to BDS … has finally reached the crux.
Internship was reached & till now it was not looking clear as to where the future is heading.
And its the final phase of the story & we need to shape it up to have a shot at our dreams.
It’s a big story.
If tried to tell in short, then we will have to start from the internship period.
Because before internship there is nothing that big we are exposed to. Till then our lives are up to canteen and classes only.
Once internship strikes, you come to know that what you are going to face next. You are going to be on your own, going to be the most treasured graduate in this country!
“Power brings responsibility along with it” used to tell the uncle of Spiderman!
Same happens in internship. We are working like a doctor for the first time, getting handsome stipend; on our own, to an extent.
After the on call duties in wards, you return in the room and think “Ok! Now what next? Where do I want to see myself some five or ten years from now?”
I used to idolise my teachers; I wanted to be like them.
Like the best one among them! For that, here came a need of post graduation.
May be you are thinking that I was bit late in thinking about it, but it’s a story of average people in the undergrad amongst whom I found myself.
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There come MCQ books, along with long forgotten anatomy and microbiology too.
But… how to start ?
What to read and what not ?
My few weeks went in thinking and planning new ways to study until I realised that “Oh boy! You need help!”
Go to those successful, those preparing, seniors.
Among them many were those with whom I didn’t have a good rapport or had a sour relationship.
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Somewhat hesitant, I thought not to approach them, but the big question of life was meandering in front of me “a PG seat!”
I swallowed my false self pride in front of seniors and approached them and my goodness!
They were so kind in forgetting all bad blood and being eager in helping their loving junior of a time!