Note: This is intended purely as a joke, and as satire, and not meant to offend anyone in any way. Please take this lightly as it is a joke, and not meant to be taken seriously. If you have trouble taking a joke, I suggest you don’t read this. This is not a historical account; it may by chance, bear similarities to the actual historical account that is not intentional. Please do not use this paper as a reference for any paper, article, essay, or study. Not only will your teacher laugh at you, you will probably fail. I would suggest Wikipedia as a more credible resource than this piece.
There was once a time, many, many moons ago, when there was no MCAT, no AMCAS, AACOMAS no MD vs. DO, a time when one didn’t have to worry about extracurricular activities. A time when one would just shadow a physician and pick up the trade; learning by experience. A time when marrying a surgeon was considered a disgraceful act. Those were the dark ages, soon the field began regulating itself, imposing regulations, and standards. The field began improving, surgeons finally began to experience, success, and elevated themselves from mere butchers, to practitioners who actually understood what they were doing, no longer were they just “mucking” around inside a person’s body. It was around this time that the distinction between barbers and surgeons started to show. A surgeon was where you went to get treatment, where as a barber was where you went to get your hair cut.
There once was a time, where people dreaded going to hospitals, a hospital was a place where one went to die. Infections were prevalent; hospitals were dirty places, for those without money. The truly privileged had access to private physicians, who would treat them in their own homes, which were clean. There was no organized way to become a doctor, most physicians went to college for some sort of science, and then observed other physicians and just started running. There came a demand at one point in time for organized medical education, enter the AMA. The AMA started accrediting medical schools, limiting the number of seats available for students, and creating an extremely competitive environment, and making it hard for students to gain acceptance into medical schools, and creating a shortage of physicians, in exchange for quality medicine.
Now hospitals were places where one wanted to go when one was ill, physicians had a strong understanding of the body, the disease, and it’s functioning. Medicine was a respected field, people studied years to become doctors, and the best of the best became doctors.
But there was a problem, everyone wanted to be doctors so, the evil brains at the AAMC convened, they debated for days, they discussed, various ways to torture college students, to drive them away early, to judge their ability to excel in medical school.
Enter Orgo.
Orgo. Four letters that strike fear into the hearts of pre-medical students all over the world. Arguably one of the hardest classes one takes during college to prepare for the other work of pure evil created by the AAMC, the MCAT.
The battle raged for months, there were great casualties; it was one of the greatest forgotten battles of all time. The minds came to the conclusion that organic chemistry, would be the gateway, should one succeed in orgo, they stood a chance at succeeding in medical school.
So the years passed, it became an accepted part of the pre-medical curriculum, it was added to the beast cast from hell, known as the MCAT, and it was forever cursed to try, haunt, and torture students everywhere.
Note: I just started orgo, it’s not that bad so far, but I have heard horror stories, and I had a bit of free time, so I thought I would try my hand at creative writing, I know I should stick to science. Well I hope this is at least a treat for my readers. Remember to subscribe via RSS to my feed or via E-Mail.
