“What is the name of the gene that causes FAP?” asked the “bimbo”
“I can’t remember?” I gulped.
This would be the second time I failed to answer her question.
“What do you mean you CAN’T remember!? Did you ever know the answer?” she asked condescendingly.
For a moment I thought I saw a flash of red in her eyes.
“Errr, I did read about it, but I still can’t remember,” I was fumbling to find words.
“You read about it. And you can’t remember. What’s the point then? That means you didn’t LEARN it. You READ it. There’s a big difference!” she rattled on.
I vow never to forget the gene that causes FAP. The APC gene on chromosome 5.
I was still having palpitations as she left the room. The Bimbo wasn’t someone to mess around with. Not even Hermione escaped her wrath.
I’ve got to start studying!
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Orthopaedics
The next two week’s will be spent in The National Orthopaedic Hospital, Cappagh, situated about an hour and a half from where I live.
I actually like orthopaedics. I don’t know why. It seems so simple and straight forward. And it involves a lot of anatomy which I excelled at during my pre-clinical years.
Even the ortho lecturers joke about how they’re regarded as thick and brutal
What's the difference between a rhinoceros and an orthopaedic surgeon?
One's thick-skinned, small-brained and charges a lot for no very good reason....the other's a rhinoceros.
This might just be the job for me.
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