My Cranial Nerves

A message of thanks I wrote in celebration of one of the harshest terms Cambridge had to offer. Because, why not?

Shoutout to my olfactory for helping me taste the cinnamon in my Chai Latte, my optic for helping me look at some of those pretty pictures on my lecture notes, my oculomotor for keeping my eyes open despite late nights and hay fever, my trochlear for supplying the superior oblique and nothing else significant enough to remember, my trigeminal for helping me appreciate the few slaps i’ve had in my life and control how hard i chomp, my abducent for helping me sneak peeks at the all the tea in daily life, my facial nerve for giving me a defining smile which i definitely abuse, my vestibulocochlear for processing all the wonderful music which serves only to distract and procrastinate, my glossopharyngeal for helping me taste stuff on the posterior third of the tongue, my vagus for not mucking up big time, my accessory for when i look up the stars at night and when i nod furiously when meeting authoritative figures like my Dos, and my hypoglossal for, well, giving my tongue more flexibility than i need.

Aight this isn’t normal im off to bed kthxbye xx

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This poem was written after many sleepless nights and an exam on Head and Neck Anatomy at the University of Cambridge in Lent 2019.