When I was six, I was in the first grade. I remember our teacher would ask us what we wanted to be when we were older. We were given the opportunity to express what we wanted to be by writing it on a flower pedal. On that flower pedal was our picture and on the bottom we wrote what we wanted to be when we grew up. Under my picture, I wrote doctor. At such a young age I had my mind decided what I wanted to do and be in the future. I remember having a plastic pink and purple stethoscope, a purple otoscope, and a pink thermometer. I would play around with them, playing doctor with my parents. From that moment on, I always had my mind set of being part of health …show more content…
I knew that I would finally be doing what I’ve always wanted to do and nothing could get in my way. It was until my sophomore year at Grand View, second semester. During that semester I was taking pathophysiology as one of my classes. I knew that this class was going to be difficult. Each class I did my best to understand and learn the content, but in each exam I wasn’t able to demonstrate my knowledge. This was where I experienced a major setback in my life, the setback of not passing a class. I sat in disbelief and angry with myself that I failed my first class ever. I never thought that I would come so far in my education, to end up failing a