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Essay On Plastic Surgery

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When I was ten years old, I was told I had to get plastic surgery. I was terrified and immediately burst into tears. I didn’t get upset because I was scared, but rather I thought that undergoing plastic surgery meant the doctor was going to cut a piece of my body out and replace it with plastic. I thought I was going to be part Barbie. I eventually came to terms with this crazy idea of mine only to learn plastic surgery was nothing like that. This is where my interest in becoming a physician began. Prior to this, I had not had much exposure to healthcare, but that all changed very quickly.
I was allergic to the post-surgical medication and it caused me to break out. Thus, I spent many nights in the emergency department and a lot more time in my doctors’ offices than I would have liked to at that age. By the time I was twelve I had already been a patient of a plastic surgeon, dermatologist, pediatrician, endocrinologist, and I was about to become the patient of an oncologist. Routine pre-surgical blood work came back abnormal and due to my family history, I was immediately sent to an oncologist. The reason for my abnormal results that day was never found out, but I am very fortunate I had nothing wrong with me. At this point, I realized that when I grew up I wanted to be a physician. I wanted to be the person that helped so many others like myself. I felt, at the age of 13, that I owed my health to these physicians and that it was my duty to give back.

While in college, I

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