On that bitter cold winter day, I felt on edge about what I was about to experience. I recall the sound and feel of ice crushing underneath the tires of our car as we pulled into a parking spot. Getting out of the car, my heart fell into my stomach. There to see someone that I love very much, yet I did not know if they would recognize me. My Mimi looked as though she remembered who I was, but she could not call me by name or recall how she knew me. She was looking into the eyes of a complete stranger, even though I was looking into the eyes of my grandmother. The devastating truth of Alzheimer’s disease is that means that my Mimi is not mentally capable of ever knowing me again. From that day forward, I became fascinated with biological medicine and preventing the development of disease in the human body. …show more content…
I began volunteering at St John’s Hospital to begin the process of getting involved in the medical field. Being around doctors and nurses intrigued me. Both the language they use and the intricate systems they comprehend blew me away. Still, nothing compares to being around patients, seeing and hearing their struggle, and watching them be cared for by the staff. The medical field extends well beyond the doctors and the nurses. One day I was able to sit in with researchers and others who work behind the scenes. What intrigues me the most are the people who examine anatomy and its physiology, run labs and tests, and observe changes over time with variables. Though there is a profound impact in directly caring for patients, it is more impactful researching the disease and looking for a cure, making history in science. My passion for medicine was ignited when I got