My journey through USMLE STEP 1

 So a few months to final prof , I got this sudden realisation from heavens that my life didn't feel as trash as of a final yearer is . People used not to attend lectures while me who thought that the admin gonna debar me and me alone if I missed even a single lecture of that radiologist which doesn't even count in credit hours. So those empty seats in lecture theaters made me extremely curious of what phd they might be doing at homes . One day me and my friend shared our thoughts of doing USMLE STEP 1. With this thought I realized that I can only be serious if I had spent some money on it . I bought uworld a day before buying First AID and I still hail myself for this decision . This was one good thing I did. Doing few chapters of first aid and then buying uworld or doing offline uworld ,...nah ... not very good ideas . So I started on it . The other good thing I did was I didnot tell anyone , in friends or family about it , untill very near to exams . Extracting 5-6 Lacs for a middle class child is like either you stole it from somewhere or you spent that penny to penny money a middle class mother had been saving since the day her daughter cried her lungs expanded . Yeah so no bad omens !

         Things got interesting when came it between the ward tests, grand tests and the sendups . "There must be thrill in the life" , so I got the thrill . Garbage can of paeds aka parvez Akbar strangled me ,didnot get enough grades despite studying medicine hard enough because rotting those tables of Davidson seemed like an angelic demeanor, an event every other day with "one last ride " , torture of getting 50 percent on a block on uworld on a topic which you thought you held by throat . I still remembered one night I got so depressed after attempting a block that I got up from sleep , brought the book , read it under mobile torch with aim of revising the whole chapter again right there right then. I did sleep a minute later . 

        Good things ? Knowledge soared. Confidence peaked . Started having a sense of purpose and a hope that I wouldnt be counting streets after my housejob rotation . I might end up someplace good . I started enjoying the grind , actually loved it . Granted myself relief for not burning days for final year prep as I had a lot going on in my life , yeahhhhh already miserable . I don't know how I went from 20 percent to 50 to 60 and then 80 percent in uworld . Thing that once seemed impossible suddenly wore a cloak of possibility. Among the few things which helped me a lot was a good knowledge of basic sciences and consistency . Sun might rise from the west or oceans might break the brinks and engulfed the land and dajjal might make it's promised appearance , I was not going to miss my day's work. That's the only key peeps !!!!

     There will always be someone sick in the family , someone dying , someone banging a marriage , someone's coming over for the night , you yourself might be sick to bed , but you gotta do it , be sick after you have done your day's work . I enjoyed final year to the core , lived through final year's giant prof ,  and got through step 1 in less than a year. I still don't know how I did it but All thanks to Allah the Almighty. I never knew I could do it , Allah Taa'la showered me with blessings . Alhamdulillah for everything.