How I became a doctor...

I knew I wanted to become a doctor from the time I was little. My elementary school teacher asked us to dress up like what we wanted to be when we grew up. The next day I showed up in a white coat. I knew from a young age that I was called to help others.

During middle school and high school I involved myself in extracurricular activities that would enrich my knowledge base and prepare me for the steps ahead.

After graduating high school, I applied for college and attended KSU which wasn't too far from home. I majored in Psychological Sciences/Pre-Medicine. I participated in research in the psychology department and conquered my fear of rats (sorta). They are still the worst! Disgusting little creatures. All for a letter of recommendation. -__-

Anyway. While completing my courses I studied for the MCAT exam which is also known as the medical college admissions test. This test must be passed for consideration into medical schools. Speaking of medical school. Application process was not fun. Letters of recommendation, MCAT score, CV, extracurricular activities, personal statement, exceptional GPA, meanwhile staying out of trouble and having a clean record.

After doing all of that, and getting the application out, you're not even guaranteed a spot. You have to interview.



After interviewing at multiple locations, the waiting period begins. Let's talk about this.

The waiting period. There is a lot of waiting in this whole process. Unnecessary waiting that produces a mound of anxiety and stress. Waiting for acceptance letters, waiting for results, waiting for an interview. I believe that a lot of this waiting does contribute to the anxiety levels of anyone who goes through the process of getting to med school and completing the whole thing.

{75% of medical students are on some sort of antidepressant. } Hug a fellow med student : )

It is hard. It is stressful. But it is our choice. You lose friends, relationships. You sacrifice birthdays, holidays, dinners, reunions. You go borderline crazy studying for 7-9 hr exams that take 3-8 weeks for return of results. You find yourself knee deep in a cadaver, cutting open someone else's relative for the sake of this thing called education. Day in and day out during anatomy class. You become so jaded that you lose a sense of who you are, but if you're lucky you'll find yourself again. You'll come to the end of the journey, realizing that it was all worth it. 12 years of preliminary education. 4 years of college. 4 years of medical school. 3-7 years of residency. But it was all worth it.