My scalpel hovered over the unblemished skin of my cadaver. The instructions were clear: make a cut from the base of the neck, down the midline of the chest and abdomen, and end at the pubic symphysis. My gloved fingertips gripped my scalpel tightly. I had never cut a cadaver before. Heck, before this moment I had never seen a cadaver. And now I was going to become intimately acquainted with this body.
Now rewind two months.
My finger hovered over the touchpad of my laptop. The instructions were clear: click accept to take out $54,000 in student loans. I couldn’t take my eyes off all those zeroes. I had never gone in debt before. Heck, before this moment debt had always been a four-letter word. And now I was planning on financing four years of medical school and living expenses by borrowing a boat load of money.
The scalpel pierced the skin. The finger clicked ‘accept’. I made the plunge.
It felt like jumping off a cliff.