Why Medicine? Why do I want to be a Doctor?

I want to share it here, this is what I wrote for our yearbook before we get our diploma some time soon.

For the last, the lost and the least.

The world seems fair but life actually isn’t, not everyone is given the chance to have a good life where everything they need is served in front of them, this applies too when it comes to healthcare, not everyone is given the chance to be seen by a doctor and to be cured, mostly due to financial inadequacies or sometimes even worse than that. Growing up, I became more aware of how the world moves and how this country works, and it’s a fact that the poor becomes poorer and they are always the ones who are prioritized last. We cannot change reality but we can be a part of the change that we want. I want to serve my countrymen especially those who belong to the lower class of society to give them what they should be receiving and to be able to serve them equally so that somehow, somewhere along the line, they may feel that they are not always left behind and they too are just as important and has the same privileges as those who belong in the elitist class; that they too have another shot to live!

I chose medicine not because of the prestige nor the accompanying benefits a physician has once he gets his license, I chose it to be able to touch other people’s lives, to extend their life if His will permits me and to save the feelings of their loved ones, to give them the opportunity to see their ‘person’ for a couple more years, several more months or even a few more days. I want to be a medium of stopping someone’s agony and the pain it emits through those people who love him or her. I want to extend the love I have received since I was a kid, I want to see those smiles on their faces and give hope to everyone. Lastly, I chose medicine because this has been my dream since I was three and never did anyone in my family stopped me from dreaming. They always supported me and helped me get through this breathtaking journey of mine every single day, through thick and thin even in the most hopeless situations, they never left me behind. They showed me how lucky I am to be born in this world and that being alive together with your beloved persons is much more amazing than anything I could think of. I don’t want all their sacrifices to go to waste, so as much as possible, whatever happens, I’ll make sure that I will live this dream of ours and help those people in need, so that they too, can have the chance to feel just how amazing it is to be alive.

Patient 002: A Mother’s Gift

Another patient within the pediatrics department!

As medical students as well as future medical professionals, diagnosis of a disease is accomplished not just through the tests that we do but also with the history that we make. History is about the course of the patient as he or she acquired the disease, it should be about the patient’s condition as well as the things that he/she did during that time. Since the patient assigned to me is an adolescent, it is now easier to conduct the history since he is able to convey the information directly without hesitation. He is a case of Dengue hemorrhagic fever even if I haven’t heard the whole story yet due to the cardinal manifestations he presented.

What’s interesting about him is not himself but his mother. His mom would time to time but in during the interview, at first I was a bit bothered by it since her add-ons are somewhat senseless when it comes to the data that I need but even so, I learned through that person a lot of things.


I learned the love a mother could give for her child. I learned how she’s willing to sacrifice everything she has just for her child. I learned that sometimes, even if life is unfair for some people, especially those in the lower classes of society and can’t afford the expenses in some institutions that they will do anything, with God’s grace just to save her child’s life. Indeed that no matter what we do, we can’t help all our patient’s but what’s special about life is that, the creatures struggle to survive, they thrive, they fight and they don’t give a damn on what other people will say to them. She didn’t give a damn to all the people who mocked her and laughed at her, she didn’t care even if she needed to borrow money from everyone that she knew, she didn’t mind the hardship, she didn’t mind at all, what mattered most for her during that time is not their words but her son’s life.

The add-ons that she mentioned at first were side stories, later, it became deep-piercing stories.


Patient 001: Unconditional love

It was a first for me to be separated from my own group during our rounds in the Pediatric department. Prior to clerkship, we still aren’t allowed to manage patients but we are just there to get their history and here I am, alone, with someone whom I’m not used to working with.

As I was entering the room with my new colleague, I felt the calming breeze behind the patient’s door but as we went inside the curtains covering her bed, temperature suddenly dropped because of her parents’ glare at us.

Both parents: “Another round of history taking?”

Us: “Yes”

Both parents are tired of all the interviews they’ve been through considering that several people have already conducted it prior to us. (This happens for charity patients, because here, if you aren’t privileged enough then you have to undergo tiring conversations with students and other health personnel as a medium of learning)

Found out that the mother was a teacher in high school and the father was an attorney. Both profession requires time for their people but what’s great about them is that they’re willing to sacrifice time and all that accompanies it just for  their daughter who was currently experiencing  joint pains, abdominal pain and blood anomalies. It must have been rough for all of them and it must have been frightening for the parents because I felt the trembling voice of her Mom and saw the worried eyes of her Dad.

The child is lucky for she was diagnosed early and medications were given at once before she deteriorates. She was stable when we checked her but her laboratory findings were still hanging on the line. What’s good about this is I know that her condition has a good prognosis and the child would be better in no time but there’s still this little chance of it having a terrible outcome.

Lesson gained from this patient:

No matter how busy and awful life could be, our parents are still there to guide us, they will always be there for their son or daughter especially during times of crisis. I felt deep inside how she is loved by her parents. I remember her Dad’s line about cancelling all his meetings with his bosses because he needs to be their at his daughter’s side until he finds out that her darling is no longer in peril. I felt during that time that we may not have the best set of parents or the best family but love will always be there to make everything feel perfect.

As we left the room, I gave assurance to her parents that we just need to hope for the best and that pediatric patients are awesome, they heal faster than adults and that they believe magic.

As I Ieft the room, I whispered to the child and told her 

“Do well in school, study hard for both of your parents love you so much, hug them when you get well, hug them always.”