My Journey Towards Medicine At The United States From Venezuela

865 Words Apr 2nd, 2015 4 Pages
My journey towards medicine began when my family and I moved to the United States from Venezuela. At the age of ten, I did not recognize the opportunities made available to me. Instead, I was scared of having to live in a new culture and learn a new language. Now as I watch the news of Venezuela and learn of the political turmoil shattering the aspirations of many students, I appreciate having the opportunity to chase my dream of becoming a physician. Being inclined to study medicine was not something I envisioned at a younger age or during my undergraduate career. Initially, my goal coming out of high school was to pursue a career in chemical engineering to work in the oil and gas industry. This career path, at the time, seemed like a perfect fit due to my interest for the sciences and the encouragement received from my family. However, a series of life changing events continually shaped my pathway ultimately leading me to the decision to become a physician. During my junior year in high school, I discovered an interest in medicine after my family experienced a house fire on Christmas Eve. From the accident, my mom suffered second-degree burns throughout her arms and chest. I remember seeing her raw, burnt skin for the first time and from that moment I took it upon myself to provide her with the best possible care. At times it was difficult having to wake up in the middle of the night to help my mom use the bathroom or having to readjust the dressings to reduce her…

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