My Journey of becoming a TCM Physician Chap 26: After Taste
Today, I chose to write the original blog post with Mandarin and translated to English thereafter. Sometimes I feel the inner world is better expressed with the beauty of the Chinese language and words.
For a long time, I have not been so touched. But recently, the memories of my journey of becoming a TCM Physician kept surfacing, mostly accompanied with teary eyes.
It has been 16 years now. Yet it felt like just yesterday that I had had my first lesson for the module of Introduction to Traditional Chinese Medicine. I could still vividly remember the first advice the teacher gave in that first lesson. He said, “Give up”. Till today, I often reprimand myself for not listening to his advice and just naively dived into this path of no return.
If I do not go into deep thinking or analysis, the present me did feel more pain than happiness on this journey. And many people also questioned me, “Then why do it? Why not give up and change your course of life?” In fact I have been questioning this a lot to myself. Am I just silly? Am I stupid? Other than medicine is there no other things you can do?
To be honest, I myself could not understand this … determination？Or stubbornness？ No surrender till success?
But what is success? What is the definition of success now?
Today I watched my branding being put up onto the display set. Tears that have long not fallen fell. In bitterness I seem to taste that mellow sweet after taste.
I have no idea what is ahead of me. At this point, I can say that I have accounted for my sixteen years and the people and various conditions that have built me up to who I am today with this move. I did my best, I do my best, I am doing my best.
As I promised：Till no patient needs me.
