Daydreaming in pathology
I have finally made it to my last semester on Saba. I always thought that “the 5ths” had it all together – they knew all that they would learn in theory and they were as close to being doctors as anyone on this island. But now that I am one, I’m left looking around wondering how I got here. People ask me if this experience has flown by and in many ways it has. When I picked up my life and moved to the Caribbean, I thought that these two years would be ones that I had to “get through,” but I learned quickly that they are just as much a part of my journey as any other. I have met people that I have so much in common with and that I learn so much from. Some that I will stay connected to and many that I certainly will never forget. I like to think that I’ve grown in some small ways from the girl who failed her first histology exam, but in many ways I am still her. I’m excited about all that I have learned but the feeling of never knowing enough often consumes me. I have found way