Finals Week Testimony

As you know from looking at the finals week schedule in my last post, last Thursday, my wife and I took our comprehensive Patient Diagnosis test. The Patient Diagnosis class was on a whole a huge and intensive class that took alot of studying and preperation. I knew how important this final was (worth like 40% of our grade) so I went through all 500 pages of notes before test week started, and the day before the test I started to go through the notes again. The day of the test, my wife and I got up around 4 a.m. to study even more, making sure that we were hitting alot of the pictures and radiographs that could be on the test. My wife had looked at the schedule and she told me that the test started at 1 p.m. that day, so we had a little more time to prepare than normal.

We hit some more pages up to about 9:15 a.m. and then we decided to take a break. I was on the internet checking out my friend’s profiles on Facebook, trying to let all that I had studied sink in. At about 9:25 a.m. I asked my wife, “Babe, are you sure that the test starts at 1 o’clock? (I tend to ask her redundant questions at times). She sarcastically said, “Yes honey, but if you want me to check, then I will.” So she started to check, and immediately I saw a horrible and painful look come on her face. “Oh my gosh, DoctaJay”, she said, “the test started at 8;30 a.m.!” I looked at her twice to make sure that she wasn’t playing with me, and when I saw tears welling up in her eyes I realized it wasn’t a joke. So, our sympathetic systems kicked into high gear and we threw on clothes and ran full speed to the testing site. Dr. Werner, the main professor for the class was actually sitting right there at our testing site. We asked one of the proctors if we could take the test, and she looked at Dr. Werner for comfirmation. He questioned us on why we were late, berated us, and told us that we could take the test, but that we had to finish at the same time as everyone else. So since we were an hour late, we had about 1 hour and 58 mintues to take a 116 question test that everyone else had 3 hours to take. You would have to imagine that I was sweating by the time I sat down and breathing quite heavily. And to add on top of that, since I had been studing so hard in preparation for the finals week, I was quite out of shape and therefore I had a cramp due to my sprint from the apartment to the testing site.

So yeah, we basically experienced almost every medical student’s nightmare. Although it was a nightmare, there were many testimonies that we gained from the experience:

1) Our school has a policy that if you are more than 15 minutes late for a test that you aren’t allowed to take the test. Dr. Werner, who was the main professor for the class has never, not even once been to one of our tests all school year. And on top of that, we have 2 testing sites, one for students who last name is A-M, and the other for last name N-Z. It was certainly a blessing that Dr. Werner happened to attend that final test, and even more that he happened to be in our testing site. I’m sure that if he wasn’t there to give the Ok, then the procter would not have given us the test, and we may have had to repeat the year

2) WE BOTH FINISHED THE TEST. I had friends who are certainly smarter than me who took the whole 3 hours to finish the test, but the Lord allowed us to finish all the questions in less than 2 hours.

3) WE BOTH PASSED THE TEST. (above the class average too!)

As I was sprinting to the test that morning, I asked the Lord what lesson could I possibly learn from this. Its not like we were studying all night and just didn’t wake up in time. In fact we were up earlier that morning than probably many of our classmates. Once the whole ordeal was over, I realized that once again the Lord was showing me that whatever curve ball Satan throws our way, His power is greater. It was nothing in myself that allowed me to pass that patient diagnosis test. As I went on to take more tests this week, I had that lesson in the back of my mind. If God could help me to pass a unbelievably huge test, with less time, then He could definitely help me pass a test that I started on time and studied for.

So I certainly learned a lesson faith. I also learned to always check the test time for myself instead of relying on my wife’s word :), lol. And I was reminded of how good God is.

2 Responses to Finals Week Testimony

  1. Nekeisha says:

    Isn’t our GOD magnificient…there is nothing HE can not safely & effectively guide us through!!! Continue to live, giving all the honor and glory to HIM and the skys the limit to what you will see being done in you and your wifes life!
    Congrats on studying so hard, and for having faith enough not to give up when you realized you were late! As Proverbs 3:5-6 says “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight” .

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