Becoming A Medical Assistant: A Short Story
“Are you sure you can handle it?” everyone said. I knew it was a lot to take on but with a confident smile and fear in my eyes I replied with, “Yes I can handle it.” There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to work in the medical field. It had been a dream of mine since I was a rosy cheeked little girl. Today was the day I was going to enroll in school to become a medical assistant. Not only with hopes of succeeding for myself but for the two tiny humans that ran around all day calling me “mommy.” As I walked into the school with a manila folder full of the information they had previously told me to bring my heart was pounding and my hands dripping sweat. I wasn’t exactly nervous for what I had to do that day but it was all becoming a
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No pressure right? Wrong! It was the most brutal, mind boggling four hours ever. Finally I was finished and could head home to finish up my graduation planning. After all, graduation was only six short weeks away. With so much planning left to do I was relieved that the exam was over and I could focus on the fun things that come with graduating. “What was I going to wear, who was going to attend, what comes after.” Were all things going through my head? Graduation had come and gone and all I could do think about was when were my results from the biggest exam I had ever taken going to be posted. Three long, miserable weeks went by and I finally received news that our test scores had been posted. I frantically ran to my computer and got online. I very nervously put in my info and waited for the page to load. There it was, the moment I had longed for. I was officially a registered medical assistant and could finally breathe again. As tears of joy rolled down my cheeks I could not help but thank God that I had made it. My children had a mother who overcame so many obstacles along this journey and still came out on top. Everything to this point was so worth it. As a young mother of two children, a full time employee, and now a graduated technical school student I had beat so many statistics and could not be more
No pressure right? Wrong! It was the most brutal, mind boggling four hours ever. Finally I was finished and could head home to finish up my graduation planning. After all, graduation was only six short weeks away. With so much planning left to do I was relieved that the exam was over and I could focus on the fun things that come with graduating. “What was I going to wear, who was going to attend, what comes after.” Were all things going through my head? Graduation had come and gone and all I could do think about was when were my results from the biggest exam I had ever taken going to be posted. Three long, miserable weeks went by and I finally received news that our test scores had been posted. I frantically ran to my computer and got online. I very nervously put in my info and waited for the page to load. There it was, the moment I had longed for. I was officially a registered medical assistant and could finally breathe again. As tears of joy rolled down my cheeks I could not help but thank God that I had made it. My children had a mother who overcame so many obstacles along this journey and still came out on top. Everything to this point was so worth it. As a young mother of two children, a full time employee, and now a graduated technical school student I had beat so many statistics and could not be more