The Day I Didn T Die-Personal Narrative

I heard him coughing as he opened the door to his room and staggered to the bathroom to throw up. We had gotten food poisoning before, so I just assumed that my twin brother must have eaten some bad chicken. I could not have been farther from the truth. However, it was his illness that truly solidified my desire to be a doctor so I could do everything in my power to prevent others from experiencing
My twin’s name is Mario, and we have always done everything together. We played soccer together, were on the drumline together, we always had the same friends, everything was the same except for our academic passions. It was our first semester of college, but he would go on to miss almost half of it. After throwing up all night long, my mom picked …show more content…
The nights were the hardest part for him; he could not stay asleep due to the pain in his back, and he struggled going to the bathroom because he would almost always feint when he would stand up. I would wake up with him in the middle of the night and have him sit in a rolly chair so I could wheel him to the bathroom. He was unable to take his pain medicine until very late at night, so I would stay up with him and massage his back to help take the pain away. One night, it was close to 4 in the morning when I was massaging his back that I truly confirmed my desire to be a doctor. It is curious that such a minute detail could have such an impact on my life, but the fact that I was tired and weary, and I still wanted to help, was what really allowed me to discover what I wanted to do with my life. I thought about how no matter how tired I am, my brother was feeling worse. It felt like it was my duty to take care of him. Now, I want to be able to deliver such care to as many people as possible. To be able to selflessly take care of another individual is something unlike any other profession. After weeks of this going on, and about half of the semester …show more content…
Being able to make a decision in terms of what to do about an individual’s health is incredible, and the rewards are even more so. I remember speaking to a surgeon about his career, and he said that the best part of the job is when a patient finally leaves the hospital, and knowing that they have been cured. I have visualized myself in this situation countless times; to be able to do to others what the doctors did for my twin brother seems to me like the greatest job in the world. Not only did the doctors heal my brother, but they reignited my passion for being a doctor, after some doubt began to set in. They changed my life simply by doing their job, and it is my goal to one day inspire others to also pursue such an amazing