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It's amazing how reactions change throughout the months/years of declaring premed. What does your family do, now that you are premed?
My parents:
When I first declared premed to my mom and dad at the family dinner table, they were (understandably) proud. And, I suspect, doubtful that I would go with it. After I called guidance for more information and signed up for Gen Chem I and II with labs for the summer, that doubt changed to doubt that I could do it. After surviving the summer, getting grades in Calc and Orgo I and II with lab 1, doubt changed totally to worry over overloading.
Now that I'm taking Physics I with Lab, and trying to find a job and volunteer opportunities for the semester, my mom and dad are actively trying to talk me out of volunteering + jobs.
My brothers:
When I first declared, I doubt they believed it. However that declaration plus my Nursing major, combined with my fascination with nutrition and fitness made for a nasty combination: I am now the official "go-to" guy for the into-sports brother for every ache and pain on his body. From backaches to shoulder aches (his first year of football is this semester ) to ankle aches (during his sprint and wrestling fascinations), I've been asked to basically provide a cure.
My extended family:
The grandmothers are the only ones I heard from, everyone is overseas, and they are proud. Which is not saying much, when they were told about my Nursing passion they basically assumed it was the "American" word for "doctor". Old prejudices based on nurses being only females and doctors being only males.
My parents:
When I first declared premed to my mom and dad at the family dinner table, they were (understandably) proud. And, I suspect, doubtful that I would go with it. After I called guidance for more information and signed up for Gen Chem I and II with labs for the summer, that doubt changed to doubt that I could do it. After surviving the summer, getting grades in Calc and Orgo I and II with lab 1, doubt changed totally to worry over overloading.
Now that I'm taking Physics I with Lab, and trying to find a job and volunteer opportunities for the semester, my mom and dad are actively trying to talk me out of volunteering + jobs.
My brothers:
When I first declared, I doubt they believed it. However that declaration plus my Nursing major, combined with my fascination with nutrition and fitness made for a nasty combination: I am now the official "go-to" guy for the into-sports brother for every ache and pain on his body. From backaches to shoulder aches (his first year of football is this semester ) to ankle aches (during his sprint and wrestling fascinations), I've been asked to basically provide a cure.
My extended family:
The grandmothers are the only ones I heard from, everyone is overseas, and they are proud. Which is not saying much, when they were told about my Nursing passion they basically assumed it was the "American" word for "doctor". Old prejudices based on nurses being only females and doctors being only males.