It feels like yesterday I was still rushing to finish my essay before class in my first year of college. The way my leg shaked as I rushed to finish and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, but at that moment in time all my focus was drawn to my computer screen and I found myself dozing off a couple times as I finished a paragraph. For some odd reason my mind went blank by the second page, so I just decided to write whatever came to my mind about the kreb cycle; otherwise, I was going to be late for my first class which was BIOL 05LA. So I hurried up and submitted my essay and got ready for class. As I was getting ready all I could think about was my roommate, her name was Zuri Gomez. Zuri has been my best friend since sophomore
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I still remember that night I was working in the emergency room and I asked the nurse to give a head CT to a patient who showed symptoms having a lost of motor skills, and soon later my father came in and was put on a 5150 for abuse of alcoholism and neglecting to taking his medication. I was so embarrassed that I decided to just go outside and take a breathe. I wasn’t sure why I was embarrassed. I just knew I was barely into my third year of residency and I didn’t want to ruin my reputation. So I just decided to call my husband his name was Zain Ali Khan, I knew once I talked to him I could calm down. As we were talking on the phone he just told me everything is going to be fine and that he will come as soon as he could, and that he would bring our son with him. Soon, I felt relief, but I started crying, because all I wanted to do was hold my son close to my heart and just tell him I love him so much and that no matter what never touch a drop of alcohol till the day I die. Since, that night I have been spending my nights at the hospital in the psychiatric wing of the …show more content…
I will be attending University of California, Los Angeles for medical school, and for my internship. I had to transition from a grad student to back at the bottom of the food chain as a first year medical student, and it wasn’t easy. Through all my four years of medical school were tough and I couldn’t keep up with my best friend as much, we both went our separate ways after graduation. She went off and became a nurse, while I’m still trying to finish my education, and it wasn’t getting any easier. But the bright side of things, was when I met my husband while I was in my second year of medical school, and we soon got married by my third year of medical school. He was older than me by two years and he had already finished medical school and was doing his residency at University of California, Los Angeles. He is the love of my life, and also my best friend. Once I finished medical school and my internship I started my surgical residency at University of California, Los Angeles and I had to work late and never ending ships, but I loved every minute of it. I have always dreamed of wearing my blue scrubs and being able to be to say I help people for a living. However, I soon got pregnant and it started interfering with my work and my husbands work. He was excited, but I couldn’t be more worried. I still had to pay off some student loans, and was in no position to support a child. But my husband said
I still remember that night I was working in the emergency room and I asked the nurse to give a head CT to a patient who showed symptoms having a lost of motor skills, and soon later my father came in and was put on a 5150 for abuse of alcoholism and neglecting to taking his medication. I was so embarrassed that I decided to just go outside and take a breathe. I wasn’t sure why I was embarrassed. I just knew I was barely into my third year of residency and I didn’t want to ruin my reputation. So I just decided to call my husband his name was Zain Ali Khan, I knew once I talked to him I could calm down. As we were talking on the phone he just told me everything is going to be fine and that he will come as soon as he could, and that he would bring our son with him. Soon, I felt relief, but I started crying, because all I wanted to do was hold my son close to my heart and just tell him I love him so much and that no matter what never touch a drop of alcohol till the day I die. Since, that night I have been spending my nights at the hospital in the psychiatric wing of the …show more content…
I will be attending University of California, Los Angeles for medical school, and for my internship. I had to transition from a grad student to back at the bottom of the food chain as a first year medical student, and it wasn’t easy. Through all my four years of medical school were tough and I couldn’t keep up with my best friend as much, we both went our separate ways after graduation. She went off and became a nurse, while I’m still trying to finish my education, and it wasn’t getting any easier. But the bright side of things, was when I met my husband while I was in my second year of medical school, and we soon got married by my third year of medical school. He was older than me by two years and he had already finished medical school and was doing his residency at University of California, Los Angeles. He is the love of my life, and also my best friend. Once I finished medical school and my internship I started my surgical residency at University of California, Los Angeles and I had to work late and never ending ships, but I loved every minute of it. I have always dreamed of wearing my blue scrubs and being able to be to say I help people for a living. However, I soon got pregnant and it started interfering with my work and my husbands work. He was excited, but I couldn’t be more worried. I still had to pay off some student loans, and was in no position to support a child. But my husband said