Narrative Essay About Becoming A Doctor

I’ll begin my story here: I am 15, and it is midnight when my 8-year-old sister complains of excruciating pains in her stomach, and we rush her to the hospital. The doctor arrives 5 hours later, tired from having conducted a major surgery, but dedicated to his profession nonetheless. A case of acute pancreatitis, it is. Two weeks and thrice a dozen injections later, my initially exhausted, panicking, and despondent parents are, for the first time, finally smiling. All through these long weeks and procedures, I notice that the doctor, no matter how exhausted, withholds his composure and humility. I am awed by how he uses his ‘magic’ to bring smiles to the faces of people who feel helpless and hopeless, despite whatever he himself may be experiencing. It is true, I think, not all heroes wear capes. Most of them

Because one year I may be transplanting organs, and the next – culturing them in a lab. I want to become a doctor so I can treat my mother’s aching shins, a problem doctors have currently found difficulty in treating. So that I can improve my father’s quality of diabetes-impacted life. So that I can help children who experience difficult diseases such as pancreatitis like my sister did. I want to become a doctor because I have seen how poverty and health issues often plague the needy. So that one day I could help improve the lives of those feeling helpless and vulnerable. I want to become a doctor because it is a dynamic, demanding, yet rewarding career with a plethora of options to engage in. I want to become a doctor because I believe it is the most humbling and honorable profession to pursue. I genuinely trust that my dedication, interpersonal skills, and humility will allow me to pursue this demanding yet rewarding career of