“Paging Doctor…”

I’m almost sure over half of people in their adolescence dreamed of being policemen, vets or doctors, and rightfully so, I was one of those people. However, one may be surprised to hear that I indeed stuck with that dream, and never once strayed from it. As an enthusiastic and confident 10 year old, I decided I was going to be a doctor. This was not a possibility or a desire for me, it was my future, already determined and set in stone. As expected, everyone I told thought nothing of it, because what 10 year old already knows what they’re doing with their life? Me, apparently. 

Today, as a college freshman, I am working harder than ever to become the orthopedic surgeon I have always wanted to be. When I consider all of the other less mentally draining and time consuming professions, there is nothing that comes to mind that could ever excite or dedicate me as much as becoming a surgeon has. Although the thought of being in school until the age of 28 sometimes brings me deep feelings of intimidation and makes me wonder what kind of psychopath I truly am to willingly go through this type of insanity, I could not be more devoted. 

“Paging Doctor Fedele”. That phrase alone is my motivation. One day all my work and effort will manifest itself into something that will guide me for the rest of my life. No matter what challenges I face in the future, I know this devotion will constantly pick me up and keep me moving forward. I will go to med school, I will graduate, and I will become an orthopedic surgeon. It may seem far fetched to make such assertive comments, but they have led me for the past 8 years, and I will allow them to lead me for the following years until I am holding my med school diploma, and until I enter the operating room for my first surgery as Doctor Fedele.