When I was about three years old, my mom saw me pulling at my skin on the top of my wrist. In what I imagine was a bit of fear, she asked me what I was doing, and I'm reported to have said "I want to see what's inside." The result of this was my parents buying me a book about the human body that had film layers of the skin, muscles, organs, veins/arteries, nerves, and skeleton. I think I still have it in my room somewhere.
Needless to say, I wanted to be a doctor as a child. We all know that that isn't the case now, but my interest in the medical world never faded. Some of my fondest memories of high school summers are from the week I spent at Appalachian State University at an anatomy/physiology program in which we worked with (human) medical cadavers. It was a bit of a strange thing for a rising 10th grader interested in the arts to do, but I loved every second spent in lab and lecture.
I know I'm not cut out for changing to be a pre-med or nursing student, but what I do know is that I don't want to look back and see that I did nothing with a dream and interest that I've had as long as I can remember. So, after a lot of thought, I am proud to say that I just completed the application for the local volunteer ambulance corps. If things go my way, I will spend the summer becoming an EMT-Basic or at least a first responder.
I'm really excited to be taking this step toward doing something related to what I dreamed I would as a child, and I'll probably post more about it as I find out more. That's all I have to say about it now.
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