Today is our first anatomy test. Unlike our first biochem test, which everyone stressed over but ultimately felt decently about, today’s test promises to crush many of our souls. I know this because people were studying so hard last night that they weren’t even posting about it on facebook. Not a single “____ is so stressed about the upcoming exam!” or “kill me now” status update. Just, everywhere you go on campus – the tense sound of absolute silence, punctuated only by the occasional nervous breakdown.
This anxiety makes sense, since we’ve covered everything non-internal and non-head in only 3 weeks (yes, I’m certain “non-head” is a legit medical phrase). The volume of information is painful, and even though we only need a 65% to pass, there’s just so much to know that a simple conversation about any single anatomical structure can result in uncertainty and depression.
(Student 1: “Hey, does the posterior circumflex femoral artery dive laterally or medially away from the brachial artery?”
Student 2: … posterior circa-what–? … oh god. *ends life*“)
I’ve had approximately a hundred elevator conversations like that this weekend and, while I’m pretty sure I once felt pretty good about this test, now I’m feeling swamped by tiny, deadly details. Like ants.
But I’m just going to let Dr. Cox talk me through this one:
There, I feel 50% better.
The other 50% is the responsibility of the post-test margaritas.