As the product of two generations of full-time educators, I’d always assumed I’d be a teacher. When I fell in love with medicine during college, I temporarily floundered until I realized for the first time that some people are teaching doctors. A light bulb turned on, and I never looked back.
I spent five years in South Carolina earning a degree from Bob Jones University, working as a medical scribe, building a math tutoring business, and marrying my dearest friend. But the West was still home, and I couldn’t resist the offer from UNLV’s brand-new School of Medicine. I had no idea what an adventure was ahead of me as part of the charter class, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Medical school was the first time I learned the “work hard, play hard” lifestyle. My biggest success is figuring out how to have a robust personal life outside of my career, and I’ve seen my professional life flourish as a result of prioritizing that recharge time.
I became involved in several extracurriculars that have built me into the professional I am now. I’ve particularly been invested in and changed by volunteering with survivors of human trafficking, teaching and mentoring teens in my church, and joining the first group of tutors in the medical school. My family wasn’t at all surprised that I loved just about every rotation — my enthusiasm can make it very hard to figure out what I actually enjoy. But halfway through my third year, my first ICU rotation made me incandescently happy, and I never looked back from the internal medicine path again.
The COVID-19 pandemic shredded every expectation for the fourth year of medical school. But, in many ways, being in the charter class of a brand-new school had already taught me the resiliency and adaptation skills I needed for this drastic upending. I’ve been able to roll with the punches enough to enjoy and learn from this final year of schooling, but I do regret the loss of these irreplaceable months with my classmates. I’ve gone through school with an incredible set of people, and I know I’ll miss them.