Gosh. I’ve become one of those things I really hate. A bad, inconsistent blogger. You know things have gotten bad when people take to your facebook asking for blog updates! Sadly, I’ve been a bit sick with the flu, although I appear to be on my way to recovery. Recently, I dragged myself out of my sick bed to catch up with some of my very good friends. One was recently returned from a vacation abroad, and another had a new boy to introduce to the group. Travel stories and new boys were enough to lure me from home and I trekked off to a very lovely afternoon of wine, beer and gourmet burgers.
A lovely afternoon made that much more special by the congratulatory speech and gift I was unexpectedly presented with on this occasion. My friends have been with me through my several failed attempts, and were hesitant about my applying again this year. Only because they knew how devastated I had been upon each failed attempt, and didn’t want it to happen again. Yet they supported my decision, and have eagerly awaited news at each step in the process. They were there with me through GAMSAT results, GEMSAS applications, the wait for interview offers, and then place offers.
At each step of the way providing support, encouragement and distraction when needed. There may have even been a few 5am wake up calls to ensure I was up, exercised and ready for a big day of study in the lead up to GAMSAT. I am and always will be so grateful for this, and their presence in my life. As I am with all of the encouragement, support and advice I’ve found from everyone else on this roller-coaster of a ride that has led me to accept my place as a medical student. I don’t think I would be here right now without them and all of you.
So anyway, want to see what reduced me to almost tears (well the speech did that before I even got to the gift)?
So this is what I was presented with after a lovely speech about how proud and excited they all were for me when they heard the news, how they would have no hesitation in my treatment of family members (from a friend who is a doctor) and the to be expected jokes about free medical advice and scripts as befitting those close to you. It really made my night. So What did I find inside?
How awesome is this card? I love it, and it has taken pride of place upon my noticeboard above my desk. Inside the blue bag, I found a present wrapped in gold paper. Upon painstakingly unwrapping the box, this is what greeted me nestled all snugly in it’s box:
Let’s take a closer look shall we?
Now, some of you may be aware that I’m not the biggest fan of the whole Pandora fad, or the completely over charmed bracelets and the common addiction of getting the next charm. And the one after that. However, I have always liked the sentiment often proclaimed in their marketing campaigns. The one about special and memorable moments. And this was most definitely a special and memorable moment, and a gift given with a lot of meaning behind it. For that reason, I have acquiesced or perhaps suspended my dislike of the trend and very much love this bracelet.
The one charm is enough for me, and has plenty of meaning behind it making this a gift I will always cherish. Although probably not wear too often. I suspect this group of friends will celebrate milestones with the addition of charms, and I’m ok with that, and even look forward to it. I just have no plans to add to the collection myself (well, except maybe the addition of the bracelet clasp opener – that thing is impossible to open). I trust in their taste implicitly, and don’t expect to end up with anything over the top. I will remember that moment always. More so I think, than my actual acceptance. Definitely worth dragging myself out of my sick bed for!