Let's pretend we're in Antarctica

Aug 04, 2008 18:08

I'm starting my pre-med classes this next semester. The thought brings me so much glee, yet so much terror at the same time.

The pressure is excruciating. Although it's all pressure I place on myself, I can't help but feel pressure from other future areas of my life regarding the provision of others (i.e. both in health and financially: my parents, my future family, etc.).

I have always felt like I was meant to do something great, and helping others through preventing and treating diabetes feels like my calling... maybe because it hits so close to home.

I always wondered what drives a physician to specialize in what I deem to be an odd (yet probably necessary) niche. For instance, a Gastroenterologists, one who aids in colon health, or Urologists, one who not only aids in the health of the entire filtration system, but as well as the male physiology. Then the answer dawned on me; these physicians chose this path for one reason or another, curiosity perhaps, but more than likely because their interest was sparked by a previous health issue.

Diabetes, gall bladder, and kidney malfunction, runs in my family. So becoming a Endocrinologist, Urologist, or a Nephrologist, really appeals to me because of my previous history kidney and hypoglycemic issues. I want to help children especially. Children with problems like these before they become my age, and before the repercussions of many years without treatment, become irreversible.

I suppose my drive has always been fueled by my compassion for others in need.
I just hope I can make myself proud.
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