Medicine always claims the experience is the test of its operations. Plato therefore was right in saying that to become a true doctor, a man must have experienced all the illnesses he hopes to cure and all the accidents and circumstances he is to diagnose... Such a man I would trust. For the rest guide us like the person who paints seas, rocks and harbours while sitting at his table and sails his model of a ship in perfect safety. Throw him into the real thing, and he does not know where to begin.
- Montaigne, Essays 3.13
I guess getting dengue fever in Thailand earlier this year will give me a leg-up in the world of tropical diseases. Maybe everything does happen for a reason, haha. Oh wow, look at how philosophical I am getting in my tired stupor. I haven't done any excercise in 2 days and I am going crazy. Think I might get up and run in the morning. The sunrises here are beautiful, it's amazing. You wouldn't think it was winter yet. This morning the sky was purple and pink, and the sun looked like a giant egg yolk. I am liking this place more and more. But I am so unbelievably excited to be heading home in just 7 days. I haven't seen my Mum in 5 months, and my Dad in over a year. Oh hurry up weekend. I even bought a new coat to help me brave the Melbourne weather. I know, more online shopping- it will be the death of my funds. But it was orange so I had to....
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