Musings of a Physio Student

Crabby has graduated.

Today, I took my last exam paper of my physiotherapy school life. It also signified the last paper of the Singapore education system that I partook in, for the past 15 years. I was imagining things like confetti, shouts/screams of joy, loads of hugs and photo taking. But that didn’t really happen (partially because my dear juniors were still taking their papers).

The expected exhilaration and excitement weren’t there as well. There was not any significant change in feelings or in mood. I think I was pretty jaded and burnt out a long while ago. & The paper today didn’t make any difference. (just me I’m talking about)

However, I find myself reflecting on the past 3 years of my school life. & I am happy and proud to report that I made every single day of it count. I contributed back to the profession and to the student body the best way I knew how, I made my parents proud and I made myself proud. I won’t start listing all the things that I have done, but these three years have made me realise that I am capable of so many things.

I think being in physio really stretched my peers and I. & the beauty in all this is that, we did not give up even though I’m sure at many many many points, many can testify at being tempted to throw in the towel.

But it’s over. This phase of our life is over. I’m sure we have all matured, we have all grown and we now know that no matter what life throws at us, we will be able to handle it.

Thank you to all my lecturers and clinical educators.

Cheers to all you aspiring physiotherapists. The real journey has just begun. I’m sure you all will do very well. I’ll hear about you in journals and all.

To my juniors, the end is in sight, though the journey is what counts. You are all going to move on to a new academic year soon. So congratulations for withstanding the past year :)

Right now, I will just catch up with all my dramas. :)

X, Crabby.