My cousin is a medical student, studying to become an internal specialist. I think that’s the right name. It all started when he was a kid. His dad had a really bad case of hemmoroids. My cousin really hated that he couldn’t do anything to help his dad. That he couldn’t do anything to stop hemmoroids. Of course, his dad eventually got better. I don’t think he even needed that awful hemmoroid surgery you hear so much about. But the idea stuck that he wanted to help end medical suffering, so he decided to become a doctor. But don’t tell anybody, because he said it’s kind of embarrassing to think of being inspired to become a doctor by a case of hemmoroids.
