Watching my aunt battle through cancer, I realized that I wanted to do more than just comfort her, I wanted to help take away the pain, I did not want her to suffer anymore. After volunteering and working with people of all ages, I realized I had a passion for helping people and wanted to pursue a field in which I not only got to help but I could heal.
Upon entering the cadaver lab for the first time, a copious amount of thoughts and emotions ran through my head. As an undergraduate, I felt like I was embarking on the world of medicine in a prominent way for the first time. As organs and flesh came into contact with my hands, I was able to delve into dissection and detach myself from the human aspect of it. I vividly remember the day we got to saw open the skull and place the brain in our hands. The brain was wet and spongy; it was astonishing to me that something so delicate was the control system for the entire human body. As I held the brain, I thought back to the image of the tumors that …show more content…
I had seen the entire process before. After some reflection, I realized the moment I heard, “There is nothing more we can do for you” really struck home for me. It was an eye-opening moment for me. I hated the feeling that there was nothing more they could do for this sweet patient. I was finally understanding why oncology might not be the right fit for me, and appreciating the fact that this experience made me more open to exploration of the medical field. I realized that my interest of medicine was more than just my fascination with cancer. I was beginning to appreciate the various fields of medicine. I began accepting the fact that there are amazing fields out their designed with specific goals in mind. I have come to the conclusion that it is ok to not know what specific specialty I want to pursue, and most importantly I am ready for the next experience in