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Yeyes, the feeling of calmness that normally greets you when you wake up changes to fright, and a mild anger. ' Jesus Christ!' You exclaim 7:21am. You quickly tap your roommates and then the mad rush begins. For some queer reason, the hostel gen is not on, and our Power Holding Company is living up to its name: Holding power. No light, means no water, no water means long queues in front of the tank in each block. Long queues means late students and unfortunately you were one of them.
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You were carrying your water up the stairs when the handle broke, as you struggled to save what was left of your water, your classmate strolled by. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt, blue tie and navy blue trousers. He was heading to class. ' Hey, please what ' s the time?' ' 7:45am.' You ran to the tank to see how long the queue was, but to your dismay, it was two times as long as it had been when you left, and guys were already tilting the tank to get the little water left at the bottom. So you shrugged and decided to ' manage ' what you had. Managing was impossible and 7:58a. m met you in the bathroom, all covered in soap, bitter and upset. Eventually, the gen ' s roar came and some minutes later, the shower began to spurt water from its rusted holes. You braved it and hurriedly rinsed your body.
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LIFE AS A BASIC MEDICAL STUDENT
Okonkwor Christian, 300L MBBS
8:12a. m met you running along the walkway to class, panting and wheezing as your asthma began to kick in. 8:15a. m found you with one arm outstretched as Mr. Mike was shutting the giant doors of TBS. 8:16a. m. met you wheezing in front of class, reaching into your pocket for your Ventoline inhaler, while the class snickered and Mr. Mike moved his hands in his famous gesture and shouted, ' Out!' 8:20a. m found you in your seat after much pleading, and after the lecturer told Mr. Mike to let you stay. 10.15a. m found you dozing off in class, only to be called to answer a question, when you had no idea what the class was about. 5.00p. m met you walking towards the hostel, after a hectic day, interspersed with two laboratory sessions, and over 500 Powerpoint slides to go over. 9.00p. m met you at ' Collabo ' shouting, ' One fried rice and one Moi-moi ', holding out two hundred naira in one hand and your reading lamp in the other. 2.00a. m found you trudging like an automaton to your hostel with sleepy eyes and a tired face. 3.00a. m found you finally falling asleep after trying to empty your mind of all the Morbid and Pharmac you had stuffed inside. 7.21a. m found you rolling over again, with the same exclamation of, ' Jesus Christ ', until you realized that you did not have Morbid Anatomy first, and so you calmed down. But hey, it was just another day in your life as a ' final year ' Basic Medical student.
AMSUL Digest 2014