It has taken me the entire year to realize my calling in medicine. After six rotations, I finally realized that becoming a surgeon would fulfill my desire for a career that involved art. It’s a weird feeling too, being drawn to a career. The operating room was a place that intimidated me before my final rotation in surgery. You hear so many horror stories as a medical student of how awful surgeons can be to medical students. To my pleasant surprise, that wasn’t the case at all. The surgeons turned out to be the good ‘ole boys that I couldn’t wait to work with everyday. They had the knowledge of medicine, but could actually go in and do something about the problem the patient presented with. Under the knife, a patient has no choice but to be compliant. Being in the operating room with the surgeons left me knowing that surgery was truly an art, a beautiful art form created to heal. Holding that scalpel blade and stitching together wounds during surgery was reminiscent of wielding a paintbrush and manipulating paint on a canvas.
My clinical rotations taught me so much this past year. Internal medicine taught me how to think about outcomes. OB/GYN taught me that I don’t want anything to do with childbirth or pap smears. Psychiatry hit a little too close to home- takes one to know one. Family medicine was too broad with too many colds. Pediatrics was a very strong form of birth control. And surgery… well, surgery was what I’ve been waiting to discover since I first learned to draw thanks to my dad.
It’s a little nerve racking thinking about the upcoming year- auditioning for a month at a time during away rotations. Of course, the match process will occur as well and I’ll interview all over the nation looking for that perfect surgery program. I have thought much about my buddies- Carey Watson, Jordan Simpson and Kip Murphy- three of my great friends who graduated two years ahead of me- all surgeons at the current moment. Those guys paved the way for me through medical school at Tech, and I’m continuing to follow in their footsteps.
My clinical rotations taught me so much this past year. Internal medicine taught me how to think about outcomes. OB/GYN taught me that I don’t want anything to do with childbirth or pap smears. Psychiatry hit a little too close to home- takes one to know one. Family medicine was too broad with too many colds. Pediatrics was a very strong form of birth control. And surgery… well, surgery was what I’ve been waiting to discover since I first learned to draw thanks to my dad.
It’s a little nerve racking thinking about the upcoming year- auditioning for a month at a time during away rotations. Of course, the match process will occur as well and I’ll interview all over the nation looking for that perfect surgery program. I have thought much about my buddies- Carey Watson, Jordan Simpson and Kip Murphy- three of my great friends who graduated two years ahead of me- all surgeons at the current moment. Those guys paved the way for me through medical school at Tech, and I’m continuing to follow in their footsteps.
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