"What is the pathophysiology of Endocarditis?", asked the examiner.
It was somewhere about the first half of January. The year had just started, people were slowly getting accustomed to the feeling of working the same way that new year. Winters weren't going anywhere. Moosa sipped his usual cup of coffee that day and packed his bag. As usual, he was pretty late to the class. Reaching his university, he realized a mock test was scheduled for that day, which he knew nothing about. For a minute, he felt a strange feeling inside him. Just last night he was hanging out with his friends in the dorm room, flying paper planes, heavy music on, the night ending with a cup of green tea, exactly like every other winter night.
He sat infront of the examiner for his viva, unknowing of what was about to happen.
. "You're Moosa right?", asked the examiner with a steady gaze.
"Yy..es sir!", replied moosa.
"Define Endocarditis", said the examiner.
He stood there blank. Utterly flushed. How would he knew that Endocarditis is a heart condition in which random bacteria housed in at the valves of the heart. "Imagine a bag of debris deposited at your heart valves, that mass and inflammation is called Endocarditis, Moosa you don't know that?", the examiner exclaimed.
He couldn't even tell that the symptoms included fever, malaise, difficulty breathing and weakness. "How do you diagnose Endocarditis, Moosa?", asked the examiner.
"I don't know about others sir, but I certainly cannot diagnose this", replied moosa, humbly.
"Through a transesophageal echocardiography TEE, moosa, how can you be so dumb?", replied the examiner, about to burst up.
"Probably won't know about the treatment, would you moosa?", asked the examiner, not expecting a reply.
"Sir, Aggressive antibiotics!!", moosa answered. "We give a lot of antibiotics, for 4-6weeks".
"Thank God moosa, you know something at least. What is the most interesting but not so common cause of Endocarditis?", asked the examiner as he was writing his score.
"Sir after some dental surgeries and stuff, dental work!", said moosa, satisfied he still knew shit.
Little did the examiner knew, Moosa was shitting his pants the entire time.