My mom used to force me say, “I want to be a doctor,” whenever someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I was four years old back then.
Years have passed, they asked again and I answered like, “Flight stewardess, Computer engineer... Model.” It was like I was guessing, confused to what I was good at and had no idea what my future would be.
Then I stepped in to high school. Those glory days made me see where I was good at. I discovered I was really talented enough to enter the world of pageantry. (My mom exposed me to pageants since I was in nursery, though). I also found out that I could do well at the things I wanted to learn. My grades in Science, English, Mathematics, History, etc. were actually very good. But I have come to realize that I could not master anything. I was a Jack-of-all-Trades. I was good at anything but nothing sparked my soul.
I graduated high school with honors yet without plans for my future. College applications came, I was not interested enough to take entrance exams to state universities or private universities. I did not give my best. I rebelled.
My eldest sister (a very successful Physical Therapist) then gave me a call when my mom told her I was acting up. The call was like a freaking slap on my face. She said I was good in Science and with my personality and charm, I would do well in healthcare community. She told me I should not waste my potential. I really did not see myself working a hospital. I could see myself back then in an office but never in a hospital. I thought about it carefully.
I pursued a Bachelor’s degree of Radiologic Technology. The program was fascinating and mind-blowing. I enjoyed every parts of it. It really made me who I am today. It made me remember what I really, really wanted back then. To be a doctor.
That forceful “I wanted to be a doctor” statement was actually engraved deep down in my heart. Discouragements in pursuing med school were always there. “You’d just waste 10 years of your life.” “You should just work abroad because you’re course is very in demand at the middle east.” They kept on punching me with their truths. But I was more than willing to gamble for the answers that has been bothering me for many years of curiosity. And the answer is just take the risk and reach for my dream.
(Tip: Never ever pursue medicine if you are just forced to do so, or it really isn’t what you wanted to do. )
Now, I am more than happy to say that I will study medicine; more than grateful for my family who’s always been supportive since day 1. ♥
I might also post about my NMAT Journey and give y’all some personal tips to ace it. For now, ciao!
PS. Stay home. Wash your hands. Pray.