A ranting outlet

OSCE screwed me left right up down under and over.

I realised how buttered fingered I can get when faced with nervousness. Actually. When faced with "downfalls".

My first station went really well. Motor examination of lower limb. I did really good me think. Then came ECG which I totally have no clue at WHAT to look at. Scribbled the standard Myocardial Infarction which was the WRONG ANSWER because it's frigging ST DEPRESSION!!! *howl howl howl*

Wait till you hear my stupidity overload. I saw pleural effusion as ABDOMINAL EFFUSION. Didi the whole abdomen examination (even lie the patient flat) until the lecturer said "would you like to read the question again?"

OMIGOSH. Only did until chest expansion and the buzzer rang. 20 marks DOWN THE DRAIN (minus 2 for trachea deviation).

And History? I didn't write down Last Menstrual Period, didn't even think it was PCOS till the very end. Got my investigation part wrong!!!! Got my hypertension risk factor screwed cause all I got was Smoking and Drinking. URGHHHHHHHH

And last station was not any better. I didn't off the lights for fundoscopy, I checked the RIGHT EYE instead of the left, and when I did check the left I was holding the thing in the wrong hand. OMIGOSH. How the hell am I gonna pass my OSCE.

I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail I can't fail. I don't want to kiss Jefferson Goodbye.

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