Second year here I come!

My first year of med school is now officially over. It feels good to be half way done with book work, but from what I hear second year makes first year look easy... I was kind-of sad today because our grades were posted today from Gross Anatomy and Brain and Behavior. I was pleased with my Brian and Behavior grade, but my Gross grade made me sad. For you people who aren't familiar with my school's grading, there are 5 grades--fail, remediate (it's a fail but you have a chance to redeem yourself), pass, high-pass, and honors. Many schools don't have the high-pass, so it is just pass or honors. Well, in most of my classes I sit in the high-pass range. I don't study nearly as much as my classmates because I decided that a happy wife is better than good grades (don't worry, I still study hard!).

Well, back to my story... When I looked at my grades today I saw that I am got a high pass in Gross Anatomy, which is great! However, the sad thing is that if I would have gotten ONE more question right on my last practical (that's where we have to name structures marked on our cadavers) I would have honored the class. ONE question. To make things worse, I only missed two questions on that practical, and on both questions I was unsure which muscle it was or if it was artery or nerve (when they are small, it's tough). Well, both times I was debating between the right and the wrong answer, and both times I chose the wrong answer. To make matters worse, I actually wrote the right answer down on one of them and then changed it! I know that many people say they never change answers, and I usually don't. But in my experience, I have had many tests where if I DIDN'T change my answer I wouldn't have gotten that A... I guess this time I was wrong! Ah-well, at least I passed, and you know what they say, P = MD...

Speaking of P = MD, do you know what they call the person ranked last in the graduating class at med school? . . . . . . . . . . . . Doctor!