Growing up as a young girl in a family of four, I always wanted to be a nurse. I loved taking care of my little sister and all of my dolls that I played with on a daily basis. As I got older, I would assist my mom as she babysat cousins or the neighborhood children. My desire to care for things extended to animals, as well. I remember when I was about seven years old, our family dog was injured by the neighbor’s dog and had to have emergency surgery. I would help my parents to change bandages and make sure our dog was receiving all the care necessary to make a complete recovery. I may not have been a huge help, but my heart was in the right place. When I was eight years old, my parents went on a weekend trip for their anniversary. My sister
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Frye, took care of me. After digging around and removing a small metal fragment, he decided that much more digging in the area would cause more damage to the patellar tendon and surrounding tissue than any small pieces of metal would! The hospital staff treated me so well. They spoke softly to me and helped me to stay calm. It made an impact on me because it was hard to go through a traumatic event like that, much less with my mom and dad away. Not only did it make me aware of the caring part of the medical field, it was also interesting to see the x-rays of my body and to learn, even at a young age, about what is sterile, like a discharged bullet, and what is not. When I was thirteen years old, my mom had the skin torn off the end of her finger as she was moving a large wine barrel with plants in it. I remember actually running and getting towels to help her and having her sit down so she would not go into shock. A skin graph by the plastic surgeon fixed her up in no time. I believe these events, and others, have caused me to respect and desire to be a part of a much-needed profession. I know that I will have to work hard to achieve these goals and I am grateful that I will have that opportunity at Colorado Christian
Frye, took care of me. After digging around and removing a small metal fragment, he decided that much more digging in the area would cause more damage to the patellar tendon and surrounding tissue than any small pieces of metal would! The hospital staff treated me so well. They spoke softly to me and helped me to stay calm. It made an impact on me because it was hard to go through a traumatic event like that, much less with my mom and dad away. Not only did it make me aware of the caring part of the medical field, it was also interesting to see the x-rays of my body and to learn, even at a young age, about what is sterile, like a discharged bullet, and what is not. When I was thirteen years old, my mom had the skin torn off the end of her finger as she was moving a large wine barrel with plants in it. I remember actually running and getting towels to help her and having her sit down so she would not go into shock. A skin graph by the plastic surgeon fixed her up in no time. I believe these events, and others, have caused me to respect and desire to be a part of a much-needed profession. I know that I will have to work hard to achieve these goals and I am grateful that I will have that opportunity at Colorado Christian