Personal Narrative: Becoming A Physician

Becoming a physician wasn't always the plan. Just a sometime ago I wanted to make soccer my career. But to say I was passionate about the sport would be a drastic understatement. I needed it. As much as you and I need air to breath. That's what I spent doing with the majority of my time. Soccer.

However, after countless hours, days, weeks, and years of the strenuous but fruitful chasing of this endeavor. My body couldn't keep up with my obsession any longer. I tore the meniscus in my left knee. Dr. Wilson (the orthopedic surgeon at the time) had said, “If that injury were to have happened when you are older you would have gotten your knee replaced with a metal hinge joint preventing you from performing simple daily tasks without a level pain that only gets worse. I advise you to listen to your body or it will no longer listen to you.” Yet, despite the warning I decided to continue on my fixation because not breathing wasn't an option for me. Needless to say that was only the first page to this story. I later tore it again a couple years later, but in my right knee. Lucky me, right? …show more content…
No. A new obsession. I thought that If I cannot pursue my dream, then I will help others pursue theirs. I promised myself that I will be the best I can be, not for me, but for the people that need that air to their obsession. As a result, I have made all A's in every class from the start of my higher education so that when the time comes I can heal their pains, and put them back on that