At 7 years old, my parents found out that they would be having another child, my younger brother. Being the youngest of 5 girls at the time, the idea of gaining a little brother was incredibly exciting to me. Then in the middle of the night months later, we found my mom laying unconscious in the middle of the hallway, bleeding. It was me that had to call 911. Her doctor said if no one had called 911 at that specific point she would have bleed to death; which would have subsequently killed my younger brother as well. Both my mother and brother spent awhile in the hospital. Not knowing what was going to happen to them was very scary. There were a lot of unknowns as to why things happened the way they did. There still are a lot of unknowns. For me, it is hard to remember much from week after that expect thinking that my mom was going to die. Luckily, my mom is still alive and kicking; and my brother …show more content…
Everything happens for a reason and in the greater scheme of things, my mom and my brother are still here, my niece is no longer suffering and my grandmother has more fight in her than most people combined. Becoming a doctor will eventually allow me to save other people from having to experience some of these things. That’s my purpose in life. My parents never pushed me into becoming a doctor, however it is something that they are very proud of. And not only are my parents proud, but maybe a bit relieved as well. It would have been so easy for me to take the things that happened at such an impressionable age and use them as an excuse to spiral out of