I Want To Be A Veterinarian

Growing up I was always surrounded by animals, and I have had a passion to love and care for them for as long as I can remember. Naturally, this made me want to become a veterinarian even though I was barely ten years old. Unfortunately, I realized that things aren’t always as simple as they appear, and just because you love something doesn’t mean you’re meant to do it as a career. As much as I loved animals, I found out that I could not fulfill all of the necessary emotional requirements when I experienced firsthand how difficult being a veterinarian can be. As mentioned, I grew up with a lot of animals that consisted mostly of dogs and cats. Although occasionally I talked my parents into getting small caged animals like hamsters, ferrets, guinea pigs and many others. I’ve always preferred dogs the most, and one in particular being my favorite, Lola. Lola was a beautiful black and tan mutt given to us by my uncle because she refused to stop jumping his fences. Animal control threatened to take her if they caught her out loose one more time, so my uncle decided he could no longer keep her. One

When I compare my reaction to Lola’s illness to our vet’s reaction, it was obvious that we were not cut from the same cloth. She stood tall and confident with her recommendation, and I was overwhelmed with every emotion I could think of: sadness, misery, guilt, the list goes on. I was falling apart over Lola’s death. I knew I would never be able to do this every day for a living, no matter how much I loved animals. Despite my experience, I still had a passion for medicine and the drive to help those around me, so I started focusing more toward the human side of medicine. This was the next best thing to helping animals in my eyes, and I was still able to be in the medical