Today was the first day of vet school. I admit I wasn’t that prepared, and I wasn’t looking forward to it either. I had simply had too much fun over the summer and wasn’t particularly excited about returning to the classroom.
Things started to look up though as I sat through my large animal radiology class. It was full of information that I felt like I could actually use, which was exciting. I was also a little amazed as well that I managed to stay awake in a class that started at 7 am after not being used to such a routine.
As I left that class and headed to the third-year auditorium, I passed a group of first-year students heading to their first class. I could tell, because they were struggling to figure out which way to turn to find their auditorium. What struck me about them was that they were so happy. They were laughing and so excited (I did note that after being slammed with the first day of lectures, the Facebook messages haven’t been quite as positive). It made me smile, because I remembered two years ago when I was that first-year student. It also reminded me of the countless students who had not been accepted into vet school and what they would give to be in my place or even have a seat on the floor.
Vet school is draining emotionally, financially, etc. At the end of the day though, it is important to remember what a gift having this opportunity really is. Even early in the morning when you have to wake up for a 7 am class.
