“It only gets worse after you graduate,” a practicing veterinarian once told me. “You have real patients to take care of with real legal consequences if you screw up – things were way simpler in vet school.”

 

I was a first-year veterinary student just trying to survive anatomy at the time, and this piece of unsolicited “advice” hit me pretty hard. I was already struggling to find balance in the chaos of classes, labs, volunteer hours, study sessions, and extracurriculars. My personal well-being had taken the backseat – I gained almost 40 pounds, I wasn’t sleeping well, and I was constantly stressed.

 

No matter what I did, I couldn’t help but feel like I was falling behind in every aspect of my life. I had thought that things would be easier when I finished school – and now I was being told that they would only get worse. I fought to maintain a positive attitude, but the idea of taking on even more after graduation terrified me.

 

Despite my fears, I somehow made it through my first year of vet school. It wasn’t a pretty process, but I did it. That summer, I realized that my second year had to be different – I simply couldn’t relive my first-year experience. I vowed to take better care of myself. Vet school was important, but not at the cost of my physical and emotional health.

 

I purchased several fitness DVDs to help motivate me to exercise regularly. At the beginning of every workout, the instructor introduced a new concept to think about when we reached a point where we felt like giving up – and one concept was incredibly relevant to my veterinary school experience. As I sweated my way to the end of the exercise, I kept repeating the phrase “it doesn’t get easier… you get better.” In one defining moment, I realized that the “advice” I had been given before was only a half-truth.

 

The veterinarian I had talked to certainly didn’t lie about the way things were. Vet school doesn’t get any easier – and neither does practicing medicine in the “real world.” But he didn’t factor personal growth into the equation. I made it through my first year and I am SO much stronger, wiser, and better than the person I was upon entering vet school.

 

I made it through my second year and I was even more proud of the person I had become. And now, as I prepare to enter into my clinical years, I know that I will only continue to improve. Veterinary medicine doesn’t get easier – but I am confident that who I will be tomorrow can handle it.

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Riley NewsonAbout the Author

Riley Newson is a DVM/MPH student University of Missouri College of Veterinary Medicine and part of the Class of 2019. She is also a Banfield Student Ambassador.

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