I’d say my journey to becoming a physician started on those sleepy-eyed mornings my father drove me to school.
At that time in my life I hated school. I’m not really sure why. I had good friends, wonderful teachers - but just didn’t want to go. Although I had wonderful coaches and teachers guiding me, educating me with invaluable lessons I’d use the rest of my life, they weren’t the ones planting the seed that would eventually grow into a passion for helping others. The seed was one simple sentence my father would leave me with every morning as I took those hesitant steps from the car to the front door of school.
I became a physician to touch a life, to change a life, to serve, to heal, and to provide comfort. These are my passions. They are what drive me.
Every day when I go to work, in a way I'm just doing what my dad always told me...