Growing up I thought life was normal, but looking back, maybe it wasn't. Growing up I dealt with my dad being deployed to Afghanistan for a year and returning for only six months before he moved to Bahrain for eight years. Going through my childhood without a dad present in my life was difficult for me, especially with the feelings …show more content…
During Memorial Day at my uncle’s house, I began to have an increasing pain in my lower right abdomen that I didn't want to acknowledge, because I didn't want a fun family weekend to come to an end. The pain was so unbearable that I had to confront it, though. After hours of escalating pain and ineffective medicine, my Grandparents drove me to Urgent Care. When I was examined at Urgent Care, the doctor determined that a hospital was needed, but I was unmovable, so I was taken by ambulance. Not only did this happen, but my mom was absent, because she was visiting her dad who was having heart surgery at ninety. However, once at the hospital, I was diagnosed with appendicitis and rushed to an operating room. Although the pain was unbearable, I recovered with ease post surgery, only to receive shocking news two weeks after my appendicitis. My appendicitis was caused by a malignant tumor at the base of my appendix. As a result, I had another surgery to remove any remaining cancer cells. In July, one foot of my small intestines and half a foot of my large intestines were removed. Throughout this dramatic experience my mom was also undergoing treatment for breast cancer which also took a toll on my family. I believe that because of my experience with cancer and appendicitis, as well as having a father-figure absent from my life, I have been inspired to go into the medical field and help those