I received word indirectly from a dean at my school that I did very well on my finals for this term.
Sometimes studying seems like a waste of time. The material doesn't make sense even after you're committed it to memory. At other times, what you have studied has begun not only to make sense in its own context but also fits into a larger picture in terms of clarifying the content from other classes and even from other sources not necessarily directly related to course you're taking. I've finally reached this point.
I'm not deluding myself into believing that the content from my courses I take will never again seem overwhelming or that I'll never wonder why in the world I decided that attending medical school would be a good idea. I assume it will continue to be tough, as the material is only going to grow more challenging as we progress. Still, I now have confidence that it's all within my grasp.
Merry Christmas, everyone. It's going to be a most merry Christmas for me.