Ever since I was a sophomore in high school, I have known I wanted to be a physical therapist. My high school athletic trainer helped me to decide that I wanted to work in this field for the rest of my life. When he found out I wanted to be a physical therapist, he made sure that he taught me everything he could before I left for college. It was his support that made me realize that this is what I wanted to do what he does everyday. Every time I was in his office, he would quiz me on parts of the body, or the RICE technique, and he helped me acquire a job shadow with a physical therapist at the local hospital. That was where I got to see what physical therapists do everyday, and that is when I knew that this was the profession for me. I have had moments as an undergraduate when I have had to face challenges and working through them has given me a greater desire and passion to be a physical therapist.
When I entered college, I thought it would be a piece of cake since I did very well in high school. But when I failed my first anatomy exam, reality set in. I could have easily given up and said this is not for me but I kept working hard and that moment of failure made me a better student. I soon realized the work that it took to succeed in college and beyond. I took the time to make sure I learned all the information instead of