4 years of university

 I studied psychology for my BA. I was drawn to figuring people out. I wanted to fix my broken family. I mostly wanted to fix my sister. I had bouts of depression. I knew it was hereditary somewhat but mostly environmental. Many years later I would discover a lot of this has to do with DNA so we're back to hereditary;)

I found university to be a breeze compared to how hard I worked in high school to get good grades. I found it a joke actually how little was required at an "ivy league" university. 15 hrs of classes a week..many of which you could theoretically skip and get the notes from someone else. 

Meanwhile I was dating a severe narcissist who was studying pre-med. I had a tendency to fall for great looking guys who fell into this category and would get swept up in pleasing them.

After I was alerted by his former girlfriend that he was still seeing her plus a new girl ..all 3 of us at once that relationship ended. 

But since I had been helping him study I decided to change course from Arts to science and become a holistic doctor. 

Later on I was tickled pink to discover my grade in anatomy was much higher than his..he had often made me feel beneath him especially for foolishly believing in God. 

 I had to take physics in the summer school program as I had only taken maths in my final high school years. I aced it with a 93.

I immediately started physics, calculus, algebra, biology, chemistry etc etc and finished my necessary courses in psychology to finish off my B. A. In my third year. 

I barely passed physics which should tell you something about our educational system since I had literally no gap between the high school level and first year university level. 

Half the class failed it. I think he might have even belled my 49 to a 50 or something like that. Ridiculous. 

I use this example to show how doctors who have to pass physics are often likely to be like Sheldon Cooper on the big bang theory. 

Our professors did not want to teach but were required to do so in order to get study grants. 

In my microbiology course vitamins were discussed and the professor looked at me like I had 2 heads when I brought up therapeutic dosing instead of just RDA 

The only way I could pass organic chemistry was with a great deal of assistance from the lab instructor. 

 My professor for calculus was amazing and I found myself becoming teachers pet to the point where I could "translate" math to others once I understood it myself. 

But mostly I grew frustrated..how was any of this supposed to make me a good holistic doctor.

I was searching for more..and after a visit to a guidance counselor I discovered something phenomenal and it seemed was the answer for me so I jumped at it with open arms. He had a small booklet for a little post graduate college in Toronto for naturopathic medicine. 

I was afraid actually to take anatomy. I recalled watching Quincy ME with my mom back in the 70s. The classic scene where he's in a hurry to investigate something but he's got a class so he throws back a sheet over a corpse and causes the students to faint or throw up 

But it was nothing like that for me. The bodies although very real did not look human anymore. The looks didn't bother me..BUT the smell was another thing. Formaldehyde stinks. The noise of higher up students next door once in a while of sawing the body parts would cause me some minor distress but other than that I loved anatomy. Unlike organic chemistry or math..to me this was amazing. You can see everything with your own eyes. No theoretical nonsense.