Narrative Essay On Heart Disease

Heart and Soul A pulse and a pumping rhythm that beats throughout your body, the internal clock, heartbeat. The soft pitter-patter of the heart manages to assuage infant and adult alike. However, this cadence is fleeting and comes to the consternation of my family. Heart disease is the leading cause of death in America, and its vicious gaze has turned to my kin superfluously. I was only six years old when I first experienced the cold, pensive atmosphere of a funeral. In my naivety, I did not understand that the grandmother who had held me in my first baby picture was no more alive than the seven by ten frame that housed it. I did not understand that she had told me the last embarrassing childhood story about my mother. I did not understand why my mother, in all her mettle, wept so openly before me. But in my innocence, I found solace, for I was yet to learn the name of my grandmother's killer, cardiac arrest. In the decade since, heart disease has claimed three more of my …show more content…
Now at seventeen, I stand at the precipice of college, a journey I hope will help me realize this dream. I understand that the road to becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon is arduous and that to achieve my dreams, my resolve must not waiver. Even as an adroit surgeon I will not be able to transcend the limits of mortality, for death is an unavoidable part of life. However, this doesn’t mean that the 600,000 people a year in the United States alone (1 in 4 deaths) who fall victim to heart disease, should not get the best possible care available. If through my endeavors I am able to help avert bereavement or facilitate the livelihood of a single person suffering from heart disease, I will have succeeded. Through death, I have realized the value of life and the important role doctors play in safeguarding