Overcomer
I got up today like any other day. I drove back to Johnson Memorial Hospital, parked in the back and walk in to the emergency department like I have for the last 4 weeks. I surveyed the list of patients currently there and the various ailments. Thankfully, my preceptor was in a light hearted, joyful mood, as was I. We went through the normal dance. Hi I'm Janie, the medical student. I'm with you today. A few minutes later he asks what I'm going into. "Are you a fourth year? Oh, so you've matched! Where'd you end up? Congratulations!" "Actually," I reply, "today is my last day, of my last rotation." When I got in my car to drive away from that hospital for the last time, it started to hit me. The Mandisa's song 'Overcomer' came on. How appropriate, I thought. Today I HAVE overcome. . . Wait, no. I overcame 4 years ago, today I'm enjoying the fruit of it. You see I didn't want to go to medical school. I knew ther...