The Last Fight

The challenge of life is such that we are always engaged in one activity or the other, doing things and hoping that they work out well for us. It could be in school, at work, at home. It could be for personal reasons or for the family or organisation.

One thing is sure, when things go as planned, we will definitely be happy but if not, we will experience some negative emotions depending on the seriousness of the issue.

Not long ago, my efforts yielded good results and I would share the most recent event.

A few months ago, my routine was to sleep, wake up, read, eat, read again, sleep and the cycle continues.
I was preparing for the last exam in medical school and this exam took everything from me, my time, energy, money, everything.

It was a tough ask but whenever I remember that this would be the last if things go well, I will forge ahead and push.
Some days were more overwhelming than others, you will begin to reconsider your choices and regret some decisions especially discovering that an answer you chose in the hall was wrong.

My last days in medical school was not an easy one, but when I overcame, I was glad.
It was a thing of joy, possibly the happiest few days of my life.

During the preparation for the exam, a lot was put away, hobbies, likes, distractions, even family was given second row seat.

I had to go through volumes of information as well as attend classes, tutorials, clinics and theatre. Time management was acquired by force and oversleeping flew out the window.
Needless to say the exam was demanding and I gave it what it demanded.

Not long after, the results were released and realising that I passed formed the foundation of joy and peace which came all over me.
Seeing my years of suffering and toiling come to a positive end was a welcome development.
And even though I knew that the road ahead is not going to be easy, I basked in the euphoria of the moment. A doctor at last.

Anytime I look back at the preparations I did for my exams, not just the final exams, and I look at the end result, I am glad because I believe the result was worth the stress it took.
Even though everything has not taken shape, I know that soon it will.

I appreciate this outcome because I know that putting in your best is not always enough to guarantee the results you want. Many factors could come into play and bring about undesirable outcomes but they didn't rear their ugly head in my last exam.

There were threats from some lecturers and rumors that we were being targeted and that the exam would have a terrible failure rate. This brought a whole lot of pressure into the already daunting task.
Making it not just hard but also fearsome.

All the more reason why reminiscing gives me pleasure and I am glad the struggles are now a thing of the past.