My Defining Moment Analysis

For as long as I can remember, I've always aspired to become a nurse, a healthcare professional who is always helping patients receive the highest quality care and compassion. As a young child I was often in and out of the hospital, I'd received treatment after treatment and I found myself fatigued by the end of it all. However, receiving high quality care and genuine concern from the nurses made the experience much less excruciating. After I'd learned about that profession as a child I felt that I wanted to do the same for others as those nurses had done for me. Caring for those in need became a passion of mine, and because I know how it feels to be sick in the hospital,

I casually walked through the park on a crisp summer day with morning dew smell still lingering in the air. Nobody is out during this time as usual. Only people awake during this hour are morning joggers and dog walkers. Of course, there was also a mother who was playing with her toddler. She catches her chocolate-brown son and tickles him, and they laugh and trip and fall together onto the floor and laugh harder. I walked by just to say hello to them as they waved back to me. I had set myself to wake up every day at this time and start running laps around the neighborhood to help lose weight. I recall running to every single spot in town on the blocks from Lang to Richland Lane were buildings in wild assortment: two drugstores, Henry Clay Frick's mansion with

Everyone has a defining moment at one point in his or her life. Like Tom Benecke in “Contents of the Dead Man's Pocket", who had discovered his defining moment when he realized he was on the edge of death. Similarly, I found my defining moment at the age of eight when I almost drowned in the water. It was a moment that changed my life forever and will always remain in my heart.

"BOOM!" "BANG!", went my mom of her feet onto the floor! I ran over to help pick her up off the floor. I got her into the bed and checked for any scrapes or bruises. After I got her all patched up and comfortable I came to realize that the last time this happened she hadn't had her medicine in days. So I proceeded to give her the correct medication and stayed over the next few days to nurse her back to health. Over those few days even at a young age, I realized that the medical field was just for me. I enjoyed doing what I did to help my mom and wanted to continue to help others the same way I helped her.

When I first began my college career in 2011, I was a first generation college student. I entered into college with only a vague goal of becoming a Physician’s Assistant. The most common question I was asked was why? Why a Physicians Assistant? And I my answer was always the simple standard answer of: “I want to help people”. I, undeniably, still want to help others but it was not until the Christmas of my sophomore year, that I truly understood what it meant and took to be a successful Physician’s Assistant. A few days after Christmas my mother was hospitalized for two and a half weeks with a continuous blood clot in her leg and a small blood clot in her lungs. She spent the first 3 days in ICU, required multiple blood and iron transfusions, and eventually surgery. For me, the worst part of the entire experience was being awakened in the middle of the night by nothing more than the faint whisper of my name. Till this day, I don’t know how I heard it. My mom had collapsed on the stairs in excruciating pain. She was extremely weak and unable to move. I thought I was watching my mother die, and the immediate fear and panic that I felt, still haunts me sometimes. I didn’t know what to do or what was

As a child growing up, all I wanted to be was a medical Doctor or a Nurse practitioner, I usaully visualize myself with the white lab coat and stethoscope around my neck, and whenever I visited the hospital with my Dad who was a medical practitioner at that time, I never wanted to go back home. Even though I was young and did not know the scope of practice of the profession, I was very sure that I was going to be a doctor or a nurse when I become an adult. Actually, it was all about the uniform and the medical equipment that really intrigued me as a child.

Every year in my elementary school, I was asked what I wanted to become when I “grew up.” Portrayals of doctors were an easy find and I remember telling my parents and teachers that one day, I was going to be a doctor. As I prepare to start my family nurse practitioner school, I am overjoyed to tell my family and friends that I am finally on the road to becoming a primary health care provider. I remember always wanting to be in the health care field but never fully knew what that entailed. I graduated high school with the intention to become a nurse and I was naïve to think that I was prepared for what was in store.

Since a very young age I have known that I belong in the medical field. While I wasn’t exactly sure what profession it would be in, I knew that I was called to care for and serve others. It wasn’t until I spent a good amount of time in the hospital and under went numerous surgeries due to a dirt bike accident that I knew a nurse was what I was meant to be. The nurses that cared for me had every quality I aspired to be and played a huge role in my healing process. They were patient, kind, compassionate, hopeful, diligent, selfless, gregarious, and their job challenged them every single day. While I know being a nurse is very stressful and demanding, the rewards of the job far exceed any tribulations. This is exactly why I want to pursue a career

In seventh grade I had my fifth surgery and I decided on the career path I plan to pursue today, I intend to become a Pediatric Anesthesiologist. In seventh grade, I had my fifth surgery, three of which were emergency surgeries. In the beginning, I was terrified but every surgery got easier. The person that relived me of this fear the most during my surgeries was my anesthesiologist. In the operating room, they were the last person I saw before I went to sleep and they were the first person I saw when I opened my eyes. My anesthesiologists were the people I could lean on, they made sure every time I woke up there was a teddy bear in my hand and a smile on my face. I want to be that doctor for another little kid. I want to assure them that it’s going to be okay and that I will be right there for them as soon as they wake up. I want to help others, both the families and the patients and make them feel like everything is going to be okay, even in what seems like the worst times.

I have always been interested in the healthcare profession, and as I got older I fully understood and admired what it meant to be in this field. The fact that I will be able to work with a large variety of people and help them directly has always drawn me to healthcare. The idea that I will be responsible for people physically getting better and witnessing it at the same time is beautiful, and there is truly no better joy. I have always enjoyed science class as well, and when I entered high school I began to take medical classes at Ben Barber Academy. Every year I made sure to further my knowledge in the field and every year I fell even more in love with it. Throughout high school I have taken CPR and first aid classes, pathophysiology, anatomy,

When I was five years old my brother had a lung disease and being in the hospital around all the doctors and nurses made me want to go into that career field. That experience made me what to help people in the hospital. I personally hated all those doctors because they didn’t explain or give the patients any comfort or hope. I would like to be different and tell people the truth but also give them comfort and make them feel important not just another patient with a sickness.

I am very passionate about the career that I am pursuing. The main reason that I am so passionate about the medical field is because of my grandmother. I spent many hours in my local nursing home visiting my grandmother. Also, I enjoyed not only visiting with just my grandmother but all the other residents, too. I felt like I had made a difference in their lives. The feeling that I was filled with after leaving the nursing home was incredible. I had never felt so good about doing something in my life. After my grandmother

After that initial shock, I went on to shadow her for three more surgeries and found myself captivated by the manner in which the staff worked so fluidly and efficiently as a team to really take care of a person and try to improve their quality of life. An overwhelming sense of meaning washed over me as I fell in love with medicine and the idea of a career in which I would dedicate my life to helping improve the lives of others. That night, I eagerly began extensive research on various positions within the hospital and found it fascinating that as a Physician Assistant (PA), I would have a partnership with a physician while being able to act at a significant level of involvement with patients. It seemed too good to be true, and it was in that moment at seventeen years old I knew without a doubt that I was going to become a

I thought to myself how do I tell someone that when I’m in the ED I feel like I am actually doing something, making a difference, and that no other rotation gave me this feeling. I feel instant gratification in the ED. In the ED I am tasked with proving that the patient is not dying, preventing the patient from dying, figuring out the pathology that is ailing them and even getting to initiate the first treatments. I also get to be the first to comfort them, ease their worries and hopefully help make their situation less scary. In my personal statement for medical school I mentioned that I was motivated to be a doctor after an incidence in college where a student came into class and minutes later he had a heart attack and died. I said I wanted to be a doctor because in that instance I wanted to possess the skill set necessary to help that classmate. Eight years later I still have a strong desire to be the one helping in these acute emergency

It seems to me that our most defining moments happen on the most ordinary of days. What starts out as yet another day at the office or at school, can hold some of the most radical changes to our lives, and I think that is part of God’s amazing power and beauty. We could be doing something we had done hundreds of times before, in my case, playing soccer. I took a ball to the upper right side of my face, around my eye, and the events that ensued helped me to realize God’s plans for my future degree path and thus, the rest of my life.