Essay On Being An Occupational Therapist

One of my all time favorite quotes and one I live by is, “broken crayons still color.” There has been a point in everyone’s life where they have felt broken and second guessed whether they could go on or not. However, everyone deserves to better themselves and overcome any limitation or barrier in their way or holding them back. Being an Occupational Therapist means being patient, encouraging, open-minded, and optimistic. People tend to take things for granted as we get so wrapped up in our surroundings and the people around us. If we all would take a step back and imagined how different our lives would be if we couldn’t eat on our own, get dressed on our own, or even bathe alone. My grandmother, who raised my sisters and I, has endured multiple strokes. Before, she gained back full motion, speech, and occupation through therapy. After her last stroke, about six months ago, she has struggled to gain back her full strength, and
I want to be able to help them overcome their limitations and learn to live their lives more independently and be able to adapt to their environments. I want to better the lives of the people who are spilling their hearts trying their hardest to take care of them. I know from experience, there are definitely better days, and the parents/caregivers aiding these individuals with mental, physical, or cognitive disorders, are entitled to all the help they can receive as well. As an Occupational Therapist Assistant, I want to make sure these individuals have more good days than bad days. My goal is to make these individuals happy and help them live their life to their fullest potential. I have always heard to go into something that you love and are passionate about, and you will never work a day in your life. I am thrilled to be applying into this profession and helping touch the lives of the people who deserve it