I am very passionate about medicine. It has been calling me since I was 4 years old. I see medicine as a calling not a career. Almost as if your not really supposed to get paid for it. I know, I know that sounds really corny.
When I was 4 my mom gave me a doctors case. It included a stethoscope, the shot and a little hammer to check reflexes and a tool to check your ears. ( the 70's were a different time) I was so proud of that case and really felt like a real doctor. Now that I am 40 it is no different. I am still a doctor at heart. By the time I was 19 and a freshman in college, my love for science only blossomed. The irony is that I attended a very poor high-school and was told that I would never be a doctor and that I needed to choose another career. Coming from a very dysfunctional home and under verbal, sexual and mental abuse, I could have just believed that and said okay, I'll just get a trade and never pursue my real dreams.
Well there was someone on the inside that just kept pushing me forward. Not my family or friends, but someone that loved me from the beginning. I now know that it was God that was pushing me along. My true source of strength. When Life was so difficult to navigate. He healed all of the wounds that life left behind.