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“We’re going to lose her!” “Hurry up!” “Not that tool!” These were the phrases that came to mind when I thought of the 41 room , and I never 42 patients complaining to their nurses or doctors. “Daddy, may I give you a check-up?” I distinctly remember carrying my toy doctor’s 43 around with me everywhere when I was a kid. When I decided to 44 a internship (实习) program on medicine last summer, I figured I would see doctors helping their patients and, just like on television, no one would 45 . I imagined doctors comfortable enough only to fill pages of a daily record, but in that week I learned how 46 my understandings were. Spending a day in the with hospital room, I 47 events I never thought I would see. I was on the platform when the helicopter Life Star flew in with a girl. I watched the girl as she was 48 to a private room. But I did not see the hurried 49 and screaming of the doctors I’d always imagined. There were no cold orders from each other, only calm 50 for instruments. As they began 51 , I was moved away to another section of the room where I saw a late cancer patient struggling 52 ,expecting to end her own life. But her family, who did not want to 53 her will, wished to keep her 54 life support. I realized that as a doctor I would have to deal with these 55 matters. However, as the week progressed, I realized that my dream of being a doctor, without the 56 I’d imagined, was even growing 57 . I left blessed to have had the 58 to learn. Now I realize that my days carrying around my doctor’s bag were just the 59 of the type of training to realize my dream which not only needs my passion but also involves the acceptance of 60 . | 
