Alzheimer's Disease Personal Statement

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When I was young I realized that passing judgment on someone based on their past, appearance, or beliefs is a reflection of our own close-mindedness. When we show prejudice towards someone we are comparing him or her to what we believe to be the “right way”. With almost 7.5 billion people on earth, there is no single “right way”. People from various backgrounds must all be acknowledged and treated sensitively. Cultural sensitivity begins with the understanding that there are many different cultures, each with their own unique attributes. One can truly say that they have become culturally sensitive when they begin placing value on these differences. As doctors, we have the responsibility to tailor patient treatment options because certain …show more content…

These questions led to my initial love of science. My passion for science further grew when my great-grandmother began to forget who I was due to the development of Alzheimer’s disease. I did not understand why Alzheimer’s disease caused such havoc on the body and mind of not only the patient, but also those close to them. From this point on, I was determined to understand the complexity of Alzheimer’s disease. This experience sparked my interest in medicine and channeled my career choice towards the field of biology, master’s of physiology and now, medical …show more content…

Seven months into my job they called a code Blue in Vascular Interventional Radiology and according to procedure I ran over with all the equipment, drugs, and fluids necessary, but nothing would have gotten me ready for what was going to happen. Once I arrived, without hesitation, I went to the anesthesiologist in charge to see how I could help, but noticed that nothing could be done so instead I put on my gloves and proceeded to fall in line for CPR compressions. During hectic situations it is important to keep communication open; thus, I told the nurses ahead of me to let me go since I was a fresh pair of strong hands. From the age of three up to this point I had always wanted to be a doctor and follow in my grandfather’s footsteps; I always said with an optimistic imagination and convocation at hand that no one would ever die on my operating table. As I was doing compressions I remember glancing over to the frantic look on the patient’s family and the pale, emotionless and lifeless face of the person below my hands. All I could think about at that moment was not my ego, but about the person in front of me. I began to pray and ask for this life to wake up maybe for one more minute or two just to say goodbye to his family because up to

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