*Short stories released weekly from various hospitals I've been at in the past three years of medical school. The stories are in no particular order. Some are new, some are old. No names will be used, instead people will be referred to by their role* The ups and downs continue getting steeper and I look back knowing I've gone too far to turn back now. I don't think there is any position as unique as a med student. We are simultaneously the lowest ranking member in any medical team while being advanced enough for tasks nurses of 10+yrs are not accredited for. And here the anxiety is sourced. We witness and accomplish amazing things yet experience public humiliation through reprimands from any member of the team. It is a constant state of elation and apprehension. We succeed in our tasks as we internally panic we're doing it wrong and will soon hear about it from the nurse, doctor, physio, relative, maybe even the machine as it screams in that shrill way, "you've f*cked it", letting the entire department in on your mistake. And the whole 'see one, do one, teach one' thing? I thought it was a joke in my preclinical years. Turns out it is accurate. The number one being quite literal.