During my childhood and teenage years, there was nothing more I wanted than to be either a pilot or a firefighter. However, according to my academic reports and my school counselor, I had the 'aptitude' to go into medicine which bowing down to pressure I finally did. My family was very proud of me and I admit it gave me a little thrill to be responsible for the health and well-being of sick or recovering people, who are either unable or unwilling to help themselves. It made me imagine myself ...