Pursuing A Career In Medicine: Personal Statement

Our existence, as the most developed species on Earth, relies on intelligence and determination to understand how our body functions and what we can do to help with its constant battle for survival. Diseases that were once deemed rare are becoming extremely common. With no cures, many patients’ lives are endangered. Being born in a generation full of technological advancements, I believe that, with my passion for biology and inquisitiveness for the world of biomedical science, now is the time to engage in this global challenge to develop easier and better ways to live our lives.

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.

Physicians must treat their patients compassionately, listen to their concerns, and act with a good bedside manner.

Working in the medical field has always been one of my top long term goals. As a child, I started volunteering at different nursing homes passing out ice and eventually when I graduated from high school I was able to become a worker at one of the nursing homes I volunteered at. Last February , I was in and out of the hospital taking care of my aunt , who passed away with cancer. I would take notes for my aunt if she wasn't alert to hear the nurses or doctors comments. When my aunt was alert I would read the comments to her & she would breakdown the information so that I could have a better understanding. My aunt had her masters in nursing, which means she was a well educated women and knew most of the information the nurses and doctors would

Why did you choose this job ad? Do you feel that you are qualified for the position? If yes, why? If no, choose a different ad.

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.

I remember that feeling as if my stomach was coming out every time I did something wrong. My mother had guide me to become the person who I am now. She had show me respect, honesty, perseverance,etc. Now that I am older I laugh when I remember the stories that my mother told me to prevent me from doing wrong, for example that if I lie, santa will get mad with me and I would not get a gift. Of course now I do not believe these stories but thankfully they helped me to become a better individual. Throughout life this has been building me up until the person that I am now. Every time I see someone in trouble and I see I can help them I do my best to help. I feel really satisfied whenever I help someone and I see the expression of gratitude in them.

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

The world of science and biomedical research has always fascinated me. And throughout the years, due to volunteering at local hospitals and taking every single science course available at school (yes, I’m guilty of being a geek), my passion for the profession has only ever increased. At LifeScape, a home for intellectually and developmentally disabled children, I started mentoring a complete stranger- someone who would later become one of my closest friends. Her name was Justina. At the age of four, she was involved in an automobile accident that left her paralyzed and on a part-time ventilator. Despite her strong and nearly lifelong battle for survival, however, Justina passed away. This experience was the first time I truly envisioned myself in the medical profession because, despite all the efforts put into saving Justina’s life, she ultimately lost her battle.

Where I work the hospital is encouraging the RN’s to get their BSN. We have been told by the year 2020 they will not hire a new RN without them having a BSN. I am hoping to get into the clinical education educator position before I retire. Going back to school has been a little nerve-racking. I am feeling very nervous because I have been out of school for a very long time. I am learning to navigate the Walden student portal with the help from my 21-year-old daughter who is currently attending Northern Michigan University. She is studying to be a social worker in child protective services. She is going to have a long hard career!!! When I was in college everything was done in a classroom or clinical setting at a hospital and all our test

As a young girl, I never imagined the payoff of my rigorous ballet training and never envisioned that it would prepare me for a future as a physician. Although I do not know how well my personal wound care and ribbon sewing experience will be adapted to patient care, I do know that all other lessons ingrained in me through ballet will absolutely translate from the studio to the examination room. I aspire to be the selfless physician who holds patients and their families as priority and truly empathizes with them at their most vulnerable times. The physician who approaches encounters with creativity to consider all possible solutions, accepts input with open arms, and refuses to be discouraged when desired results are not achieved. I wish 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.

The combination of scientific and anthropological perspectives at play in medicine makes it a broad and compelling course for me. My fascination of the human anatomy and physiology has inspired me to pursue a career in medicine, alongside the fact that this is a challenging and rewarding career where no two days are the same.

Throughout my education, I prepared to be a leader in medicine, but over the last few years my experiences motivated me to pursue medical science instead. Attending a community college, I developed into an adept learner through working as a writing fellow, tutor, and supplemental instructor. As the first class of a pre-medicine focused middle college, I matured through attending college classes since my sophomore year of high school. The small class size allowed me to develop meaningful relationships with my professors. Following my passion to attend CU Boulder, the vast resources and opportunities of a research university allowed me to build upon my community college experiences. I taught three sections of a molecular and cellular biology supplemental course to gain experience teaching advanced biology while supporting myself by working as a private tutor as well.

Every night, as I sat on the table with my younger brothers assisting them with their homework, I hear a familiar sound at the door. As she walks her heels click, and I can hear her searching her bag for her keys, the next thing I know the keys are in the lock and as it turns me and my younger brothers’ jump. We run to the door and indeed we scream in unison “Mommy’s home”, one by one she gives us a hug and a kiss. My mother asks us how our day was, and if we finished our homework, she then looks to me and said “did you cook and assist your younger ones with their homework”; I replied “yes mom”. As I warm the food, I take my mother’s purse, jacket, and shoes put them away and prepare the table for her to eat dinner. As I glance at the