From a young age, I've always known I wanted to be in the medical field. The thought primarily came from watching my mom in her nursing career and I was fascinated by the healthcare field. The fact that a vaccine can make you immune to something or that medications prescribed to you are chemically made to treat your diagnosis just baffles me.
My mom worked as a labor and delivery nurse for quite some time and I remember always going over to visit her. Hearing her stories of miracle babies surviving or even the hardships of losses made me think about this life I live. Not only that, but how empathetic you need someone to be when you are going through a healthcare crisis/beginning. I grew up being some what selfish and non-empathetic towards others. I dealt with my own anxious worries and the classic middle child syndrome.
It wasn't until I was 11 and my mom had the baby of the family, Avee. I quickly stepped into big sister role and was always on my side to help with the newborn. This nurturing side of me came out and I'll always be thankful for it. Taking care of Avee taught me how precious a life is and how valuable time with someone is. Of course, Avee is my baby sister and I will always tend to her, but it opened my eyes to what medical professionals do all the time. The nurturing, caring side that you have to have for your patients.
All of these things lead me into going to a small medical charter school back in Meridian. It had 200 kids, and different than the other schools in the district. The curriculum was solely based off of medical things. Examples include an elective being sports medicine instead of another physical education credit. Teachers referred subjects like history and math to being medically related. Everything revolved around the healthcare field...which was great! Besides getting to know your fellow classmates a little too well and walking down the same two hallways everyday, the school was a step up compared to every school I passed in town.
I obtained my CNA license, CPR certification, and did so many trainings that I might of well earned something for that too! It was different every year too. Friendships came and went, new teachers took over positions, and the curriculum got harder. By senior year I was at my wits end. I was aggravated by the fact that normal high schools in the valley got away doing such easy senior projects while me and my thirty four other classmates were dealing with a massive project. Just go through my senior project file and you'll understand!
All of this however earned me a lot of future points. Taking college classes became less stressful because I had done these things back in high school. I was able to take concurrent credit courses through BSU, ISU, and NNU ever since I was a sophomore. These things added up and even though I hate to admit it, I'm glad I pushed through and finished at the little med. school.
