Internship ends in less than four months!

Sometimes when I walk down the halls of PGH (or in most cases half run/brisk walk), I almost find it unbelievable that internship ends in less than four months. I am swept by a feeling of premature nostalgia for the many times I got lost inside its maze of corridors, how certain parts of it generate a distinctive 'aroma', how its hallways are so wide cars could literally fit in, and how people always walked with a purposeful cadence. Eight months was a blitz of a time.

And for the next eight months, my life would practically revolve around another marker post of being a doctor here in the Philippines-- the board exams. Truth be told, I am not fazed. I am happy that I am finally at this point. Because for all my sleepless nights, bouts of depression and mugs of caffeine paired with existential ruminations of why I am in med school, I will finally take an exam that is a supposed to be a culmination of my medical education. I do not say 'being a doctor' because obviously there is more to being a doctor than this test.