I Should Have Been a Doctor
By hya21 on October 15, 2013
I know my mother would have been happy, (not that she’s upset because I’m not), but I think most of us would agree that it’s still seen as a profession to aspire to.
However, I knew very early on, that the doctor thing really wasn’t going to work out. I did better in the subjects of English language and literature, history and geography, while physics, chemistry and biology gave me a rash. Math class was cause for an instant headache and I always felt like a deer in the headlights when Mrs. Hughes would give out those squares of paper signaling a round of mental arithmetic.
I was so bad, that following a high school math exam when we were all comparing answers after surrendering the papers, one classmate asked “what did you get for number 2?” As I attempted to answer, she brushed me aside with a “not you”, since she was really looking at the person behind me – the one who was likely to have the correct answer.
I wasn’t mad at her, but years later, when taking a math class in college, I was amazed at how simple some principles really were.
By that time, however, it was too late and I was well on my way to not becoming a doctor. I didn’t think it was my calling anyway, so I was never tempted to set my sights on pharmaceutical studies as the next best thing, or find a school that would work with my limitations.
It’s always nice to have a doctor in the family, though, so if either one of my children is so moved, or if his or her interests, abilities and aptitude coincide with my ability to send them to medical school, I would happily get on board.
Hopefully this sacrifice on my part will help to increase the pool of doctors available, so that some of us won’t have to wait for over four hours to be seen, spend a total of twenty minutes in consultation and then be charged an exorbitant fee.