Muscle relaxant.

"Tell me... what's suxamethonium?" asked the anesthetist i was cordially chatting with in the labour room.

Ah dang it! She caught me off guard..

Wait, I know this one! 

Yes yes, I know this.... 

Err... I think i know this... (sudden panic attack)

Dear God, i HOPE i know this....

"Ermm, is it a muscle relaxant?", i said slowly and cautiously, not wanting to sound stupid.

"Izzy, I don't want you to answer my question with another question. Give me an answer, a proper one. You know u've got it all in your head, don't be afraid to say it. Show me how confident you are with your answer. Now, let's try this again. What's suxamethonium, Izzy?"

"SUXAMETHONIUM IS A MUSCLE RELAXANT!" I said with fake enthusiasm, not particularly pleased about being told off in front of a patient.

"Good girl. That's more like it."

Oh well~ I guess it's no use trying to act all mature and big here. Until i get my medical license i'll be treated like a kindergartener. 

ABC, or rather BCA

Below Class Average

I'm surprising myself at how hard i'm taking this. My fall is far from graceful. It's a hard tumble down into the harsh abyss of failure. My self esteem has sunk so low that i can't even bear to walk the white mocking corridors of that hospital (not an option really).

Oh well, the only good thing about this is that someone has promised to treat me to good food for my failure. (oh the irony~)