Stories are the medium we simultaneously share knowledge, teach, learn and evolve. I have always loved reading, telling, and most of all, experiencing stories. My passion for internal medicine stems from my love for stories. Every patient has a story to be discovered. As doctors we not only hear them but become a part of them, guiding them towards happier and healthier ways.
At the risk of sounding cliché, the day I decided to become an internist was the first day of my internal medicine rotation when I met my first patient. The first time I saw her, she was lying in bed, wistfully looking out of the window through her swollen purple eyelids. She could not get out of bed or walk or even feed herself without help. It was an amalgamation of different …show more content…
Growing up in a family in which girls were not allowed to study after the fifth grade was always a bit of a challenge. Being the first girl who was allowed to do so has helped me transform into a person who was resilient, persistent, hardworking and patient because I had to prove my mettle. Despite the constant criticism and looks of disdain, I had to soldier on until times and things changed and these metamorphosed into words of praise and looks of pride and approval. This has influenced me as a clinician as well, I have learned to work hard and never give up. I would go over textbooks and medical journals for hours to improve my knowledge base. I loved to teach and taught my juniors in college to keep in touch with basic sciences. I would listen as my patients reiterated their concerns and fears, and learned to address their issues and build a rapport with them. I would go to the wards in the evenings to hone my history-taking skills and physical exam. All those hours paid off when my Professor, Head of Department of Internal Medicine at the teaching hospital, praised me on my approach towards patient care, differential diagnosis and treatment options. I believe that you have to remain steadfast and persevering in the face of every obstacle, which can then become the driving force to build yourself into a stronger and better version of
At the risk of sounding cliché, the day I decided to become an internist was the first day of my internal medicine rotation when I met my first patient. The first time I saw her, she was lying in bed, wistfully looking out of the window through her swollen purple eyelids. She could not get out of bed or walk or even feed herself without help. It was an amalgamation of different …show more content…
Growing up in a family in which girls were not allowed to study after the fifth grade was always a bit of a challenge. Being the first girl who was allowed to do so has helped me transform into a person who was resilient, persistent, hardworking and patient because I had to prove my mettle. Despite the constant criticism and looks of disdain, I had to soldier on until times and things changed and these metamorphosed into words of praise and looks of pride and approval. This has influenced me as a clinician as well, I have learned to work hard and never give up. I would go over textbooks and medical journals for hours to improve my knowledge base. I loved to teach and taught my juniors in college to keep in touch with basic sciences. I would listen as my patients reiterated their concerns and fears, and learned to address their issues and build a rapport with them. I would go to the wards in the evenings to hone my history-taking skills and physical exam. All those hours paid off when my Professor, Head of Department of Internal Medicine at the teaching hospital, praised me on my approach towards patient care, differential diagnosis and treatment options. I believe that you have to remain steadfast and persevering in the face of every obstacle, which can then become the driving force to build yourself into a stronger and better version of