I never really wanted to do Medicine.
Not news? Alright, how about.. I'm still not sure if I want to.
Despite the nearly 7 months of doctoring.
Despite the kind words from my colleagues and staff nurses.
Despite the praises from my seniors.
Despite the look of appreciation from my patients.
Despite the glowing assessment by my team members.
"You're a good doctor, you really are, but that's probably not what you wanted to hear."
"Your lack of engagement with the portfolio is almost like your way of saying 'that's it, you've had enough.'"
"Find light in the beautiful sea
I choose to be happy" - Diamonds, Rihanna
Happiness is a choice, indeed. And I choose to be happy.
We are currently presented with an opportunity to finally stop doctoring. We, because Adam too, isn't really the biggest fan of doctoring. And opportunity, because I've learnt to see every difficulty as an opportunity since my epic fallout many years ago.
In the end, Allah is the best planner, after all.