Mentari Puspitasari A.

1513010045 Faculty of Medicine

Hello,my name is Mentari Puspitasari Ardiani. I am medical students from University of

Muhammadiyah Purwokerto. I will to tellyou about being medicalstudent. Faculty of medicine,
more often or even more cool known as FK. A Department of education are desirable by many
teens who want to continue their education at a higher level. Doctors graduates of University or
private University will not affect the image of a doctor, anyway later in the end will not
differentiate between the doctor and the doctor State graduates graduates of the private sector.
The image of a doctor determined on attitude and be able to put his "doctor" with good and true,
not to brag with the title doctor who he carried.

The doctor, a profession that almost every child wants it. Almost every child who asked
about the goals they most wanted to be a doctor. Enter the world of medicine is not easy, need
special adaptations to survive in it. Early chose to enter this Department I feel hesitant, wavering
between continued or stopped. There is a feeling of happy, happy, proud, anxiety, fear of jumbled
into one when knowing the announcement that I received at FK. Happy because my goals are
achieved, courageous because I am not afraid with things that smell horror. First get to know the
term cadaver, wry smile out of my lips, the question comes up. Do you dare me? But life should
be continued, I don't want to lose with the fear that I have my ideals for the sake of being a
doctor.

Lecture time begins. For the first day feels okay even though it got shocked by the State
of the class that has residents of many super, 50 students/class. Passable startle when compared
to the condition class when high school. The next day still the same to arrive on Thursday, dated
early October for the first time I'll see or even a cadaver holding directly. Anatomy practice for
the first time made me worry. I am speechless, dare not see the face of a stiff and cadaver
knuckled, perhaps even to this day I still do not dare. See figure of the cadaver before I then
started at the surgical Anatomy of the practice for lesson, my mind drifts. Imagine, describe past
someone in front of me at the moment. Many questions arise on me, who is this old father name?
Whether his work first? Where is his family? Those questions arose by itself I know that those
questions will never be answered.
 The lecture should remain running, courageous or not, bear or not, I have to benefit from
right time with good ideals for the sake of me as a doctor. I slowly waste away about those
questions and helping friends in the process or cadaver surgery mortem. In my heart I say softly
that there was no other intention I currently in addition to study and learn. This is my story being
medical student.