Chapter 2: What Grey's Anatomy cost me!

It was the second or third academic term, I can’t quite remember, but I know I was in SS1 or maybe you’d call it year 10 or grade 10 depending on where you’re from. We had to choose what courses we would take depending on our preferred or desired career path. At my school, there were four classes, the “Technical sciences” class, the “Pure Sciences”, the “Social sciences” and the “Arts class”  I was 13 years old at the time ha-ha and someone thought I was well equipped to make such a life changing decision accurately at that age. Most of my peers were just about a few years older, although I believe less than one percent of us were only 13 at the time.

 

I always knew I was going to be a lawyer, but did I really, oh I I mean that’s what everyone advised me to study. I mean the facts were straight, I was bold, outspoken, and great at debates and winning trophyless arguments, so that made me fit for the cut. Needless to say, my grandfather possessed all these great qualities and many more, he was not just a lawyer but a judge. However, none of his children went on to study law, and so when he saw me, he must have thought to himself, what better child to hand his legacy to, I fit the mould, I made the cut, I was going to be the second lawyer in my family.

 

My elder sister who was in SS3/Year 12/Grade 12 was in the pure sciences class and was intending to study medicine, my parents were truly content. In a couple of years, they were going to have one doctor and one lawyer, weren’t they so proud lol. Anyways, it’s interesting to note that my elder sister recommended I watched the tv show “Grey’s Anatomy”, I still remember her mini black HP laptop and all the VLC files in that blue folder, do y’all remember those VLC files with the white and yellow striped traffic cone icon?

 

It was the first time I had ever been so engrossed in a series, I slept, dreamt, and continuously imagined living the life of Meredith Grey. 

 

The adrenaline rush they felt at the trauma unit, 

The excitement they felt when they had to scrub in on a surgery, 

The pride and fulfillment they felt when they found the right treatment pipeline, The joy they felt when the patient lived, 

The grief and guilt when they lost a patient, 

The way their career consumed every single part of their lives, 

 

I felt it all, I wanted it to feel it all, clearly there was no career more noble than saving a life LITERALLY, and so I was certain when I made the RIGHT decision to move to the Pure Science class and pursue a career in medicine. My parents were shocked but still supportive. I was an all-rounder, so my grades in the Pure science subjects were equally as strong as in the Arts. My grandfather on the other hand was livid, he didn’t speak to me for the rest of that year, he was certain I was wrong. I wonder if he was so upset cause, I had made the wrong career decision for myself, or because there was no one who would inherit his massive bookshelf. He eventually got over it tho, I guess I won him over. Clearly two medical doctor granddaughters were still a win.

 

If you’re reading this now, just know that neither my sister or I are medical doctors ha-ha, but I keep asking myself, if I went to the pure sciences class and spent 6+ years of my life pursuing a career in medicine, because of some amazing tv show.

 

Kuku, did you really go to science class cause of Meredith Grey?

 

The story continues…don’t miss Chapter 3, I’ll share everything or at least I will try to share everything that led me to this point…an unemployed immigrant

 

Love always,

Kuku