For most of my life, I always knew I would do something in healthcare; however, I was just never sure what it would be. To be honest, even though I still don’t know, I pray it will be a blessing to others.
To begin with at the age of thirteen (13), my brother injured his knee by trying to jump over guardrails. He ran back to the house with his knee cut to the bone. I was nine (9) years old and instead of being scared, I ran back to my room and grabbed my medical bag and immediately started to clean and wrap his knee in gauze and sterile dressing adding more and more dressing never removing anything that I put on regardless of how bloody the wrapping became. Of course, I based all my knowledge on all the medical shows I had seen over the …show more content…
I knew at the moment what I wanted to do in my life. I wanted to become a doctor, but my mom used to tell me, “I’m not sure you should be a doctor I think you should be a lawyer because you always have the last word and you certainly ask a lot of integrating questions.” She never discouraged me, but it gave me two options to keep in mind. With so many high hopes, but somehow through life I became distracted and lost focus. By the age of 17, I became a mother in my senior year of high school. I was so ashamed and disappointed in myself. I didn’t want to return to school to face my peers, but more importantly, I didn’t want to tell my mother. When I finally told her, it broke her heart. But instead of my mom turning her back on me 9 she was very supportive and encouraging and helped take care of my son so I could complete school. I stopped feeling sorry for myself and continued in school and graduated on time with my peers in the class of 1991. Although my plans of going to college were altered, it didn’t stop me from pursuing a career in the healthcare field. It may not have been a doctor or a lawyer, but I pursued a career in a private industry, which launched my start in understanding healthcare and gaining a huge passion for
To begin with at the age of thirteen (13), my brother injured his knee by trying to jump over guardrails. He ran back to the house with his knee cut to the bone. I was nine (9) years old and instead of being scared, I ran back to my room and grabbed my medical bag and immediately started to clean and wrap his knee in gauze and sterile dressing adding more and more dressing never removing anything that I put on regardless of how bloody the wrapping became. Of course, I based all my knowledge on all the medical shows I had seen over the …show more content…
I knew at the moment what I wanted to do in my life. I wanted to become a doctor, but my mom used to tell me, “I’m not sure you should be a doctor I think you should be a lawyer because you always have the last word and you certainly ask a lot of integrating questions.” She never discouraged me, but it gave me two options to keep in mind. With so many high hopes, but somehow through life I became distracted and lost focus. By the age of 17, I became a mother in my senior year of high school. I was so ashamed and disappointed in myself. I didn’t want to return to school to face my peers, but more importantly, I didn’t want to tell my mother. When I finally told her, it broke her heart. But instead of my mom turning her back on me 9 she was very supportive and encouraging and helped take care of my son so I could complete school. I stopped feeling sorry for myself and continued in school and graduated on time with my peers in the class of 1991. Although my plans of going to college were altered, it didn’t stop me from pursuing a career in the healthcare field. It may not have been a doctor or a lawyer, but I pursued a career in a private industry, which launched my start in understanding healthcare and gaining a huge passion for