This message is to relite(and to all those future doctors out there!!We WILL make it if we want it enough):
I couldn't help wanting to say something to you, especially since I am kind of in the same boat right now. I am currently in my third year of college, studying for a Bachelor of Science Degree in Occupational Therapy, a wonderful field full of hope, promise, and advances in the future. I love it, I honestly do. But, I love medicine more. I've wanted to be a doctor forever-when the other kids were playing house and with their dolls, I, an early budding feminist, used to pretend to make everyone feel better when they were sick. Freshman year of college, the hard year for all of us-it wasn't that I wasn't a studier, I just didn't know HOW to study on a college level-I got a 3.054 first semester, and a 2.7 second semester. That summer, I panicked, and said to myself"I'll never get into med school with these grades. I'm never going to amount to anything." I did volunteer work in a hospital, liked O.T., and also realisticially realized I had a good shot of getting into the program because they only required a 2.5 and I had a 2.9. So, that year, I stocked up on the rest of my prereqs( had already taken Biology, Chemistry, Calc,English, and some Humanities and Psych courses freshman year), including Physics, Anatomy and Physiology, Abnormal and Developmental Psych,Sociology, and Statistics, and it was a HELL year! But, I was lucky enough to get into a great program in a great school. I left Binghamton University that year with a cumulative GPA of around 2.98, happy to have a future, but anguished at the fact I had talked myself out of med school. Well, I'm here now a year, doing great in all my courses-I've gotten my GPA to about a 3.5, and still climbing, and more than that, a renewed sense of hope. I LOVE O.T. and I am thankful for the chance I got, but like I said, I love medicine more.We live only once, and we should never have to compromise what we love and want because of a lack of self-confidence. When I read you said you felt nauseated at the thought of going to Podiatry School, my heart went out to you, and here's my advice to you-DON'T GO!!! You're going to go, graduate, waste 3 or so years, and hate what you do and regret all that hard work and 3 years of your life you could have been doing something you loved. It's going to take me a little longer too to get into med school, but you know what, as I wait to get there, I'll be involving myself in things I love, like volunteering in my spare time in a medical setting, dreaming about how one day it'll all pay off and I'll be standing there one day a doctor, saying the same thing to a kid who'll be in the same shoes I was in. Believe in yourself and your abilities. It took me a year to get that hope back, but I am glad I got it back. It's not just about grades, it's about committment and perserverance. If you have to apply 5 times before you get in, do it, if medicine really means that much to you.And better than that, it's not just medicine, it's medicine with the osteopathic touch, a touch of humanity! Good luck fellow D.O. student of the future. I'll see you there-we'll both be there, I can bet on it!