Essay on My Education and Career Goals in the Medical Field

My motivation for furthering my education is to become a doctor. I feel obligated to be a doctor because I love knowing things about the human body and how they various parts work together. In addition, I want to be a doctor is because I love working with kids. I am a people person and especially children, which is something we the public needs more of in the medical community. More doctors that truly care about. I believe posses what it takes to do the job. Furthermore, I have watched many of my family members struggle with their finances due to the lack of job stability and I intend to carry on a different financial future .

Many people in this world want to make a difference in life. However, most people do not want to put in all the effort that it takes to do so. The job of a pediatrician is life-changing to many. Unfortunately, it takes drive and effort that many people do not have, to become a pediatrician. A pediatrician’s job is a highly-skilled and interesting job because he or she has the privilege to deal with and help as many children as possible.

When I woke up in the morning, my mom had left for work. My dad was singing in the kitchen, banging pots around. I got up, tiptoed down the hall, washed my face. A neatly wrapped present lay on the bathroom counter. It was addressed to me. I stuffed it into my robe pocket, and rushed back down the hall. Under the covers, I opened the package. On the first page of a small, leather notebook, an inscription read: to a writer, love your mother. I never wrote anything in the notebook. I could never think of anything good

1. Briefly describe the one clinical experience you have had that has most significantly influenced your decision to study medicine. Do not replicate your AMCAS personal statement.

I always thought I’d be the perfect girl growing up. Always taking home Honor Rolls, as well as Certificates, but sometimes mistakes happen and can make your whole world change upside down. You never think things can happen to you, until it happens and you’re left there with nothing but tears streaming from your face and being scared to tell anyone. Thinking that maybe it is better if your life was taken from you. The year 2016 was a hard year for me. I think about my mistakes from time to time and often wonder what would have happened if that had not have happened to me. I am a Haitian-American born in Naples, Florida. Seeing the people around me in my ethnicity group, not really thinking they are able to make it into college due to financial

I didn’t know what I would do without Mother; she was my rock, the only thing that was constant in my life. She was my generous advisor, unmoving and strong. I pushed these thoughts away from my head; that was in the past, I couldn’t change it, and it could never be undone. Finally reaching my destination, I sprinted up the front steps, grabbed the brass knocker, and slammed it onto the giant wooden door. The door creaked open, and an annoyed voice spoke through the crack. “Adi, I’m busy right now, please come later.” The door was starting to close before I spoke, “Elle,” I said, my voice cracking, “please, Mother has died, and this act has been passed, and Father doesn’t know what to do, and I don’t know what to do.” The door flung open, and Elle started running in the direction of our house. I ran after her, and when we reached the house, Elle pushed the door open, and yelled, “Father? Father? I’m here!” When she finally found my father, sitting at the table, head in his hands, she embraced him from behind. “I’m here,” she whispered. “Girls, sit down, we have matters to discuss.” He

As I jotted down the answer to my geometry homework, I felt the vibrations of the floor trembling beneath my feet from the deafening screams of my parents. I continued my work, as I go uninterrupted by the daily routine argument. One day, I didn’t hear the screaming anymore, which was one of the biggest abnormalities in this household. I slunk halfway down the stairs and stretched my neck over the banister to catch a glimpse of what had happened without getting caught. The next thing I knew my older brother was standing by my side, his curiosity piqued. My mom broke the silence by peering her head around the corner of the living room, her eyes locked onto mine. As my brother and my cover were blown, we walked gingerly to the couch and sat down. I watched my mom’s stone cold face quiver out the words, “We...are....divorcing”. My face froze as if I was in a cartoon show. I tried to

To become an OB GYN, there are certain job tasks, special skills, and talents, as well as a higher education that is needed. You will need to be able to collect, record, and maintain the patient's information, such as medical histories, reports, and examination results. Another thing you will need to be able to do is treat diseases of female organs, and also care for and treat women during prenatal and postnatal times. Furthermore you will need to be able to prescribe and administer therapy, medication, and other specialized medical care to treat and prevent illness, diseases, or injury. Lastly you will need to be able to perform cesarean sections or other surgical procedures as needed to preserve patient’s health, and deliver babies safely. Not only will you need these tasks, but you will

Where do you think you will be doing in 10 years? In 10 years I at least want to be in medical school. I know it is a lot of school, but I will go through it to help people. If one day I could help someone through cancer or something it would make me feel amazing. I don't care about money or anything I care about the person's life. Some people don't end up with a job they love. I am willing to go through anything to be a surgeon. I am sure a lot of people are willing to go through anything to have the job they want. Being a surgeon is a lot of work and responsibility. The only way I won't become a surgeon is if I don't try and I will try until it happens.

One memorable day at Lincoln Northeast High School, I was walking in the halls when a student in front of me suddenly collapsed. He started shaking from head to toe. I froze for a few seconds which felt like an eternity, then I shouted for help. The kid continued to vigorously shake with saliva foaming from his mouth. At the time, I didn’t know that the student was experiencing a seizure. I just remember standing there, watching and not knowing what to do. I wanted to help but I did not know how. Time slowed down; I thought he would never stop shaking. After reflecting on what happened, I decided to pursue a career in the healthcare because I wanted to help people. I wanted to know what to do in situations like this. I hated standing there and not being able to do anything.

Being from rural Appalachia, I know that the inequalities in medicine are high and prevent many from seeking regular medical attention. Early in my life, I saw my friends, neighbors, and loved ones hesitate to seek medical attention due to economic reasons and the inability to access medical care.

My ambition to become an internist stems from my love for medicine, born of a need for care, hope and healing in a war-torn country in which hospitals were overcrowded, understaffed, and insufficiently supplied. I wish to undertake a residency in internal medicine to achieve this goal.

It was another sweltering, hot day in July, and my nine-year-old self was digging in the dirt. After ten minutes of tirelessly digging, I came across an earthworm slithering into my hole. At first, I was hesitant to disturb the earthworm because I did not want to harm it. However, overcome by curiosity, I eventually picked up the worm and retreated to my house to dissect it.

The pre-matriculation program offered at the LSU School of Medicine is idea for me for many reasons. First, I intend to excel during medical school so I appreciate any program offered to facilitate my successful transition into medical school. As a non-traditional student with a prior career as a scientist, I knew I required a program that would facilitated my transition into medical school. It was in 2008 that I graduated with my bachelors in biomedical sciences and in 2012 my Ph.D; as a result there has been quite some time since I have had a full schedule of didactic classes. Currently, I am completing a spring course in pathophysiology in order to prepare myself for medical school. Although, that class has been extremely beneficial to

While I was growing up medicine was always pushed on me. My father is a doctor, and he always expected me to follow in his footsteps. I always succeeded academically which further increased the pressure upon me to pursue medicine. While I did consider pursuing medicine and loved visiting my dad at work, I never felt truly passionate about the field. I was always conflicted about having to choose between being an engineer or being a doctor. This internal conflict was finally resolved during my high school career.