Because I feel that my passion for healthcare can thrive only in a multifarious environment, Washington University in St. Louis is the best choice for me. For as long as I can remember, I have yearned for a career in medicine. Through keen observation of my surroundings, I have managed to develop a storage of great medicinal value. Those surroundings, however, were not ones found in a quotidian household; my entire family is concocted of doctors, specialized in almost every field of medicine.
Not only are my parents in the field of health, but also are my brothers. My father is a consultant otolaryngologist, so those regular winter colds never lasted long. My mother, whom I see as a role model and inspiration, is a specialist in obstetrics and gynecology, dedicated to helping women. The elder of my two brothers is a plastic surgeon, while the younger is a dentist. Because I had a very medicinal family, the esoteric field of healthcare was no longer an enigma to me. One by one, I began my submersion into medicine by accompanying my mother to her daily clinic. Keenly observing her work kindled my desire to become a doctor.
For a young girl of eight years old, I had a grand storage of information about the human body; the mundane conversation that took place at home were ones that opened my eyes to the intricacies of human biology. That abundance of knowledge enabled me to become wellspring of ailments to my friends; for example, my classmates would list to me the syndromes they suffered, knowing that I would be able to accurately diagnose their complaints. Another example was my explanation of the menstrual cycle to my fellow eight years old female friends, after having tailgated my mother to work.
Their belief in me helped me become more determined to become a doctor.
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