Failure. Is. Not. Final.
I donβt often talk about this - but when I took my ophthalmology oral boards after finishing residency, I failed. π For someone who is used to excelling, this was devastating.
After a good cry (or 2, or 10 π’), I realized that how I prepared wasnβt working (I am a very visual person and learner π and the oral boards are not about that at all - in fact the photos they use are notoriously vague. I had to hone my auditory π and speaking skills π£), and so I had to ask for help. I had to find study partners to practice with and even took time off of work to attend a review course. Explaining to others why I had to retake the test was not easy and a blow to my ego every time - but I needed the help.
I ended up passing the second time (I had never been so nervous), but the experience was definitely a lesson in perseverance and humility - that failure is not final, and that asking for help is not a sign of weakness but an attempt at growth... π±
#liveVICTORIOUSβπΌ
(and I told myself I would learn this dance 2 months ago... thatβs on never giving up... π)