On August 11, 2029, my dream of being a pediatrician finally became reality. After countless years of studying and training, I had accomplished my goal. I was a medical doctor for children from newborn to adolescents at Jeff Anderson Hospital in Meridian, MS. I met my first patients that day, and helping those precious children was one of the best experiences I had encountered in my life at that time. My reasons for seeing them varied from simple checkups, sickness, and even a broken arm. The skill of actually applying the knowledge I had learned throughout the years really impacted the rest of my life for the better and made me appreciate the education I had worked so hard to receive.
Looking at my patients’ faces proved to me that I
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My first thoughts always tend to be correct, and I mainly make a mistake when I second-guess myself. When I was just seven or eight years old, I already had the idea of being a pediatrician. Even though I changed that original idea over the years, by the time I was a senior in high school, I knew without reservation that a career in pediatrics was my calling and what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. If I set my mind to something, I am fully committed and stop at nothing for completion of a task, unless it seems that it is against God’s will. It was this mentality that allowed me to excel in college and medical school, and it was also this mentality that allowed me to be the best pediatrician I could be. Of every career I had ever considered, in the end, I was extremely glad and proud I chose pediatric medicine. Helping others has always been a major aspect of my life, and helping children in particular takes on a special priority. This was and is God’s will for my life and how he wants me to impact the lives of others. That first day at work caused me to reflect on my life choices. While I spend the majority of my time helping sick children feel better, for me there is no greater way to spend the days and weeks of my