Biomedical Science Major: Personal Accomplishments

As an undergraduate student and Division 1 athlete at The University of New Hampshire, I did my absolute best to keep my academics on track, excel in my sport, as well as manage my time as a Biomedical Science Major. I was 17 years old, and quite honestly not ready to go to college. I knew I wanted to work in medicine but lacked the confidence and time management skills to do so, thus my grades suffered and I changed my major. This has since been my biggest regret and what I consider to be my biggest failure. From this failure however, I have learned so much about myself and my personal strengths. After graduating I took some time off before returning to school, and gave myself some time to figure out what kind of career in health care I would

The failure to complete my Pre Med degree is my driving force to excel in my Nursing degree. The lack of confidence I had from high school counselors telling me I would not get into certain schools or be able to achieve a certain degree, keep me motivated to prove them wrong. Since graduating I have learned that I thrive in fast paced environments and even more so in fast pace courses. I have returned to school and taken only accelerated courses and have received nothing less than an A in all of them, and I plan on continuing to do so this coming Spring, while I finish my prerequisites. I am truly proud of the person I have become post graduation because I have realized that the moment I put my mind to something I cannot be stopped and I can achieve whatever it is I want to achieve as long as I have the dedication and confidence to do so. From the 17 year old freshman I was in 2011 to the 23 year old soon to be nursing student I am now, I have made a very positive change in my approach to taking control of my

After almost dying from the worst case of Cat Scratch Disease the Texas Children’s Hospital had ever seen at the time, having a little blood taken was the least of my fears. I had encountered so many nurses, doctors, specialist, and been through so many procedures and exams; the staff at Texas Children’s became my family. I encountered every level of hospital staff possible, I even became a teaching mechanism because what I had and the severity of it was apparently so rare. I missed a month of school and was almost held back, until my parents fought back and convinced my principal that I had enough intellect to catch up to my peers in the next grade. And I did just that, after finally being released from the hospital, I worked double time and caught up to my classmates. This experience alone is what prompted not only my interest, but my vow to someday work in medicine. Whether I was to be a doctor, a physicians assistant, a nurse, a medical assistant, whatever; I was going to make a difference and I was going to help save lives, just as the physicians I encountered did for me. With an IV attached to my arm and barely enough energy to make it up a flight of stairs, I still did what I could to explore my floor and continue to be the curious 10 year old that I was. I met children that were even sicker than I was, and even at that time I wished there was something I could do to cure them.