.:a sUdDeN sLiP:.

Everytime a surgeon made an incision on the skin, he had to make sure that he cut "neither too superficial, nor too deep"

Cut it too superficial - and people might lose confidence on you. Moreover, it will take a longer time to finish the operation.

Cut it too deep - and u might injure a neurovascular bundle beneath it, leaving your patient either in deep hemorrhage, or worse yet, a palsy or paralysis.

For the reason above, many of us had the irrational fear to hold down the scalpel and made that first incision. The universal guide "neither too superficial, nor too deep" sounds so relative, and thus, it relay to the surgeon only instinct (and experience) to determine how much pressure should he put on the scalpel.

And for that matters, each of us had our own irrational fear I guess. Some people had an irrational fear of cat / dogs (read: me), the doubt to try something new (read: not me), and even worse, one might have an irrational fear to try one of those "siput sedut" in case his/her tongue got stuck inside the shell (read: ok, that’s me), and some people had an irrational fear to talk about their bowel habit (see the cartoon above)

However, for this particular moment, without cat,dog,siput sedut, nor constipation by my side, my heart still beat faster than normal, epinephrine being pumped when it isnt needed, and in the end of the day, I have a lethargy of an athlete who trained for cross-country marathon.

Well, who could deny what exam pressure can do onto each of us??At least I managed to face it well with "me occasionally shutting my brain off and fly to my "happy place". Problem is, sometimes the journey which I thought gonna take only 10 minutes, stretch itself apart for the long 2 precious-hours journey.:)

I’m gonna face my first paper this Thursday - a test of how well I understand the poetic lyric of human body anatomy, of how well I dissolve myself into the rhythm of each heart beat, and to test my upper limit on how well I understand the scattering path of mysterious nervous system inside human body.

And without any light to help me through the eerily-dark body cavities, I’m not sure whether I can get out from there. Of course, the effort of trying to memorize each n every pathway inside a human body seems like a logical solution, but hey, even Michael Scoffied had to tattoo his whole body for the way out from the prison.

But one thing does help me uplift my already low self-esteem. Its the comfort knowing that your friends is by your side, and you’re not going into the body cavity ALONE. There’s always a hand by your side whom you can grab each time you slipped down the slippery Omentum Major….and someone will always pull you out each time you fell down into one of those pouch within the peritoneum.

And so, though all of us had our own irrational fear, I can gladly tell you, that we dont have to face it alone…

Chin up !!!! Let’s beat the hell out of this!!

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