One of my fondest memory as a little boy is a game we play outdoor called fish hunting, it is a game we play at holiday, We have nothing doing so we decide to go out to stream and river with our fishing net to catch small fish so we made a rule that anyone that catches the biggest fish will take all the fishes to market and sell, however the money realized from selling the fish will be shared according to the number of fish hunted by each person. The lesson about this game is how smart one needs to in the world of business.
I have always had a high admiration for the impact that physicians have on families. At an early age, my younger sister had major heart surgery. Being four, I was too young to fully grasp what this meant for my family, but I quickly learned the grief my parents endured thinking their only daughter would not live past two. Dr. Jane Doe saved my sister, giving me a friend for life. I have set my goal to be like countless doctors who save lives daily and improve the quality
As I wrapped up my shadowing experience with Dr. Tammy Hart, I reflected on how much I’ve learned from her during my time as her mentee. Shadowing Dr. Hart gave me a better understanding of what practicing as a Family Medicine doctor in a rural area is like. I am very grateful for the opportunity and that I was always welcomed into her practice to meet her patients and learn more about my future career. I know that my time there prepared me for medical school and exposed me to cases I may see as a practicing physician one day.
I had gotten to know Jon and his girlfriend "Dee" well in the past few months, and worry racked through me when I heard them arguing loudly through our shared wall. I planned to let the argument subside before approaching them until I heard Dee loudly demand that Jon get off her. Almost instinctively, I stepped into the required role; I knocked on the door while recalling my violence prevention training. They were reluctant to open the door, but I assured them I was there because I cared about them both and wanted to ensure their safety. It was apparent that they were both emotional, but after diffusing the situation, I let them know to come to me if they needed anything. The next evening Jon and I had a long personal conversation, in which he told me of his struggles maintaining his distance from the rough family environment of which he grew up. My heart ached for him as I listened intently at stories I never would have imagined. Together we created a plan for his future, including a visit to a campus counselor and a post-graduate plan to maintain a healthy distance from the family environment that he considered toxic. I checked in with Dee and Jon regularly, even after they graduated. In a roundabout way, it pushed me further into the pursuit of a career as a physician. Similar to patient experiences, I learned the importance of being responsive and open; qualities that allow others to share their untold stories that may be the key to appreciating their
Gomez’s interactions with my family and his willingness to serve, has motivated me to pursue a career where I can work with and treat families. Through him, I learned that medicine is not only a science, but an art requiring careful communication and critical thinking. Dr. Gomez has inspired me to pursue a medical degree to become a physician that exemplifies the values he embodies, being patient, kind, and respectful while serving as a mentor, educator, and healer to
My experiences throughout my life and in college have provided me with many skills and abilities that will prove beneficial in my practice of medicine. Although it is something that is relatively common now, I grew up as the eldest child in a single parent home. My parents are Nigerian immigrants who came to the United States in their 20’s without assistance awaiting them. After their divorce during my youth, I took more responsibility in our low income single parent home. Although these now regular occurrences happened to me I still maintained focus on my goal of finding something I could be successful doing and consistently achieving milestones.
It is difficult enough as it is to not become attached to a patient in a short 12-hour shift, let alone spending months in the privacy of a pediatric patients home with their families providing home care. Sometimes I still find myself walking out of a patients room in the hospital, (adult, not pediatric) and am bothered by the fact that families of the patient know more than I do about the illness and care of their loved one. It is going to take a lot of training, knowing this blow to my ego is not something I should take personally or be offended by. I will never know as much as they do. One thing I often observe is care providers attempting to obtain medical information from the families when it is already available in the patient’s medical
Four days and one too many cups of coffee later, my mother and I pulled into the roundabout for the Tsongas Center at UMass Lowell. I had been invited to attend the 2015 Congress for Future Medical Leaders. After we got comfortable in our seats, I began to get to know those around me. I met some amazing people and we all shared a similar passion for medical science. It took very little time before I found a group of people I felt a strong connection with despite having just met them. There is something magical about sharing future dreams and passions with people who have worked so hard to chase similar goals. This connection was then further strengthened when we listened to some of the most inspiring people I have ever had the pleasure to hear from.
Being the oldest of four siblings, I often find myself taking on the role of the third parent. As a result, I become more of a disciplinarian, with a stricter nature. My experiences with the geriatric and pediatric population have allowed me to become a better listener. To be more receptive and open-minded. By listening to my patients and students tell me about the good and bad aspects of their lives, I have noticed a common trend. They all want to be heard. I have learned to be more patient in all aspects of my life, and to take the time to listen to my siblings and understand their perspective. As a result, my relationship with them has become much more open and continues to develop strongly. Not only do I feel like my life experiences have prepared me for a career in family medicine, I’ve found that family medicine is mutually beneficial in my life. It can best be described as a harmonious symbiotic relationship. Many experiences in my life have helped me decide, without a doubt, that the field of family medicine is the path for me. My desire to treat and heal patients drives me to become a successful physician. I look to the future with enthusiasm and optimism as I enter the field of family
The ability to communicate effectively is purely human. It is imperative that we use this advantage for good; we must use it to help one another. Therefore, I would like to receive an internship in which I can reach people’s lives, such as education, marketing or radio.
For the last winter and summer I have volunteered my time in the office of my own primary care provider, a family physician in rural Tuscarawas county, OH. He and his two fellow family physicians work within a practice affiliated with our county’s largest healthcare provider and hospital, allowing those patients in more rural areas of the county to have better access to primary care. My family physician, a graduate of OU-HCOM, grew up in the area in which he practices and even graduated high school with my mother. He knows the families of his patients and his patients know his family as well; making the “family” in “family medicine” extremely clear.
In the beginning of my passion project I felt unsure about being able to get anything out of it. The reason for that is because my loved one has already attempted to stop her addiction but always failed. Knowing that I felt that it was going to be another fail. Mostly I was scared of how she was going to react when I told her about what I wanted to do. I was also excited and happy that maybe this time she will actually be bale to overcome Her addiction, because she would have me by her side pushing and encouraging her to go on with it.
I sit in the back of the class. Not by force, but of my own accord. I am aware that this is a paper about my passion and we will proceed to that, but there is much more to people that sit in the back that you think. My seating is a segment of my ‘passion’, for it is where I am most comfortable and where I can access my desires the most efficiently. Yes, you might think it is purely to avoid the looming eye of the professor, but it is just the opposite. It is so I can access the start, or the outlet to my passion… imagination. The cognitive freedom I have is my passion and it very well manifests itself on the physical plane of existence. In my eyes the subject of this essay is not even a ‘passion’, but my way of life, it is the way I can function freely without succumbing to the stressors in my surroundings. This is an endeavor of the mind as much as it is a verbal exhibition of my art, better yet, this is a journey, for us both.
It’s 9am and little Saigon is bustling. I’m five years old and sick with a cold. My mother drives us to our family physician – the same doctor who has cared for me my whole life. The medical assistant takes me through the basic routine, then my physician and his wife greet us with warm hugs. I have my regular check-up and we are off to the pharmacy. Within the week, I’m feeling like my normal self. Our family physician gave me my first glimpse of how a medical practice operates, from patient care to building a relationship and trust with their patients. The care and treatment I received sparked my interest in medicine.
experience that I will learn and take the education to my country. My country where I came from is well known for having a poor medical treatment. Yemen my country where success and passing a course is based on how much money you pay to your professor or teacher to pass a grade level, which explain why we have a very poor medical treatment that leads to a lot of death. Educational material such as books is very good source for education but unfortunately the teacher are not qualified to teach, because they didn’t get the education that required them to became a professional instructors. During the time I was in Yemen My family and I was concerned if I would attend my education in my home country with all the corruption of the education system if I don’t get a chance to get a better education outside my home country. One of my main reason to be a surgeon is the death of my people with poor medical treatment the pushes me toward my goal, and earn my medical degree, which I am in the middle of my journey to helping and honoring my country.