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hello SDN,
my first post somehow didnt come out. here it is again.
question, was your PS 500 words or under? Mine has about 660, which is over the limit... is that definitely not okay? let me know where i can cut out if i need to please!
Scalpel! I demand, playfully pretending to be a surgeon as I work with classmate Mary. She hands me the instrument and I slit open the thorax region for a better definition of the pectoralis minor and the serratus anterior. As pungent and strong as the formaldehyde odor of the preserved cat was, my eagerness to dissect and identify the required muscles was more powerful. I was fascinated by the resemblance of reality to pictures I had seen in textbooks. And as I sliced through the muscle tissue, fat, and deep into the bone, I had a sudden flashback to when I was about 10 years old. I had cut my ankle deeply to the bone.
I had slipped on the floor and crashed into a glass door, which broke. I felt absolutely no pain, but my brother noticed blood staining my ripped sock so we investigated the wound. At first I thought it was just a scratch, but as I looked closer through the eyes of a 10-year-old, it was different from the bloody wounds I was familiar with. The cut was deep and clean, and I could see layers of white and yellow on the sides.
I was taken to the hospital emergency department, where I received seven sutures. The doctor called it a lucky seven, and shocked me when he said that if the cut had been a little deeper it could have severed a nerve and left me unable to walk. Whenever I notice the scar, I picture the doctor suturing my leg dexterously, while creating a calm atmosphere in the room as he talked with me.
In the eyes of a 10-year-old, he was a miracle worker. But as I looked back eight years later with a scalpel in one hand and a probe in the other, I saw him as a healer with the ability to identify a problem or imbalance, and apply his knowledge to create a solution and re-establish equilibrium that can either be biological, or the emotional well-being of a patient. I seek this balance in life because I know that everything has a cause and effect. Becoming a physician will give me the ability to restore balance in other peoples lives and health.
I majored in Biological Science at University of California, Irvine, in preparation for medical school. Through research testing the motor skills of patients with Alzheimers disease, I have learned the importance of analyzing statistical data and developing the ability to extrapolate treatment outcomes for individual patients. That insight was complemented by my experience as a Clinical Care Extender volunteer through six different rotations at Hoag Memorial Hospital Presbyterian in Newport Beach, California, which has enlightened me about the essence and rewards of healthcare.
Furthermore, soon after receiving my Bachelors I started working as a Clinical Trial Coordinator at the Diabetes Research Center to become more informed of the structural aspects of medicine as well as the risks and liabilities involved. In the meantime, I am currently enrolled in the Post-Baccalaureate program at Lake Erie College of Osteopathic Medicine (LECOM) to gain invaluable skills such as time management and basic solid science background in preparation for medical school. More importantly, I am looking forward to shadowing D.O. during the year to see the effects of OMT on a more holistic approach to biological balancing. And as I am gradually being exposed to osteopathic medicine, the more eager I am to dive deeper into more specific studies of its effects on diabetes and nephropathy chronic diseases.
and this is the internal oblique. I finished the cat dissection, finding the final anatomical part on the list with a sense of accomplishment. What I had learned from books had become real, and I had found a balance between what I had read and what I saw in front of me. That was one of many moments that have confirmed my enthusiasm for medicine as a career in applied science and human contact.
-yunan
my first post somehow didnt come out. here it is again.
question, was your PS 500 words or under? Mine has about 660, which is over the limit... is that definitely not okay? let me know where i can cut out if i need to please!
Scalpel! I demand, playfully pretending to be a surgeon as I work with classmate Mary. She hands me the instrument and I slit open the thorax region for a better definition of the pectoralis minor and the serratus anterior. As pungent and strong as the formaldehyde odor of the preserved cat was, my eagerness to dissect and identify the required muscles was more powerful. I was fascinated by the resemblance of reality to pictures I had seen in textbooks. And as I sliced through the muscle tissue, fat, and deep into the bone, I had a sudden flashback to when I was about 10 years old. I had cut my ankle deeply to the bone.
I had slipped on the floor and crashed into a glass door, which broke. I felt absolutely no pain, but my brother noticed blood staining my ripped sock so we investigated the wound. At first I thought it was just a scratch, but as I looked closer through the eyes of a 10-year-old, it was different from the bloody wounds I was familiar with. The cut was deep and clean, and I could see layers of white and yellow on the sides.
I was taken to the hospital emergency department, where I received seven sutures. The doctor called it a lucky seven, and shocked me when he said that if the cut had been a little deeper it could have severed a nerve and left me unable to walk. Whenever I notice the scar, I picture the doctor suturing my leg dexterously, while creating a calm atmosphere in the room as he talked with me.
In the eyes of a 10-year-old, he was a miracle worker. But as I looked back eight years later with a scalpel in one hand and a probe in the other, I saw him as a healer with the ability to identify a problem or imbalance, and apply his knowledge to create a solution and re-establish equilibrium that can either be biological, or the emotional well-being of a patient. I seek this balance in life because I know that everything has a cause and effect. Becoming a physician will give me the ability to restore balance in other peoples lives and health.
I majored in Biological Science at University of California, Irvine, in preparation for medical school. Through research testing the motor skills of patients with Alzheimers disease, I have learned the importance of analyzing statistical data and developing the ability to extrapolate treatment outcomes for individual patients. That insight was complemented by my experience as a Clinical Care Extender volunteer through six different rotations at Hoag Memorial Hospital Presbyterian in Newport Beach, California, which has enlightened me about the essence and rewards of healthcare.
Furthermore, soon after receiving my Bachelors I started working as a Clinical Trial Coordinator at the Diabetes Research Center to become more informed of the structural aspects of medicine as well as the risks and liabilities involved. In the meantime, I am currently enrolled in the Post-Baccalaureate program at Lake Erie College of Osteopathic Medicine (LECOM) to gain invaluable skills such as time management and basic solid science background in preparation for medical school. More importantly, I am looking forward to shadowing D.O. during the year to see the effects of OMT on a more holistic approach to biological balancing. And as I am gradually being exposed to osteopathic medicine, the more eager I am to dive deeper into more specific studies of its effects on diabetes and nephropathy chronic diseases.
and this is the internal oblique. I finished the cat dissection, finding the final anatomical part on the list with a sense of accomplishment. What I had learned from books had become real, and I had found a balance between what I had read and what I saw in front of me. That was one of many moments that have confirmed my enthusiasm for medicine as a career in applied science and human contact.
-yunan