realisation

Being a doctor is not something you have to decide overnight. It’s not a result of your whim or a fulfillment of your parents’ dream. Because if these would be your reasons, you’re entering the wrong profession. Choosing to be a doctor means being committed to a lifelong journey of endless sacrifice.

Being a true doctor is not treating the patient as some hypothetical case from a medical textbook. It is treating the patient as a human being, who possesses a heart that does not only pump blood but a heart that could feel, who doesn’t have a brain that is visualized only as black and white in an MRI or CT scan but has a mind that could reason, who is not merely composed of cells, of tissues, of organs, and of different systems but a human being who has a soul. 

Being a doctor is being able to look at every patient’s eyes and seeing in their depths the hope that somehow you can make one father go home and enjoy dinner with his family, or you can make a grandmother attend her only grandchild’s piano recital, or you can send a mother to be with her daughter as she enters into the complicated life of adolescence or you can transform an infant’s cry to a frolicking laughter.

Being a doctor means being a part of an unimaginable greatness that you can only understand if you surrender yourself to years of rigorous training and incessant pursuit of medical knowledge

Also, after a careful reflection, i realized that being a doctor actually gives a different kind of happiness, a different kind of self-fulfillment, which can never be found in any profession.