Calling Your Bluff (BETTING ON LOVE #3) by Kate Campfield EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kate Campfield
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- Genre: contemporary romance
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REBECCA
Itap my pencil on the desk as I re-read the question.
A three-year-old is brought to the emergency department with
lethargy and vomiting. Their glucose level is 759. Which of the
following cell types is affected in this disease process?
My knee starts bouncing, too. I should know this. I do know this. Right?
The high glucose level means he has diabetes. So, something in the
pancreas.
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I read the answer choices once more. All of them are cells in the
pancreas.
Shit.
I chew on the inside of my cheek, going through the answers in my head
again. I’ve been studying my ass off for this test for weeks, and I have to do
well, or I’m screwed. Literally.
I’ve already failed one of my classes this year. They’ll let me make it up
over the summer and stay with my class, but if I fail a second one, I’ll have
to repeat the entire second year of med school.
Massive tuition costs aside, I can’t fathom what my parents would say.
I read through the choices again as my panic grows. Alpha, beta, delta,
epsilon, upsilon. Is upsilon even a word? These seem more like fraternity
letters than cell types. I know for sure there are alpha and beta cells in the
pancreas and that they’re somehow involved in sugar metabolism, so I cross
out the other options.
We’re down to a fifty-fifty chance of getting this right. You can do this,
Rebecca.
Because if I don’t, all my dreams of becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon
like my dad are shot. My dreams of becoming any kind of doctor are shot.
The student next to me shoots me a dirty glare, probably because my
pencil tapping has become a little loud. I tap it against my hand instead for
another minute before I fill in the circle for answer A—alpha—and move
on to the next question.
I’m sweating when I finally leave the classroom.
My sympathetic nervous system is on high alert—the fight or flight
response, with adrenaline secretion and all that. What wasn’t that on the
exam?
Hell, I know all about stress and cortisol levels.
Mine are high. All the time.
But it’s how I thrive. I need a high-pressure, fast-paced environment to
do my best work. It’s been like that forever, and I figured it would lend
itself well to med school.
But the sheer volume of things they expect us to memorize is insane. It’s
like being thirsty and trying to take a sip from a fire hydrant. Way more
than you ever wanted, and you end up regretting all your choices.
I should feel lighter now that my final exam is done for the year. Most
of my classmates are headed to the bar to celebrate the end of the year and
the halfway point of med school.
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