The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams
I just finished reading a book that has rekindled my excitement for practicing medicine. After spending the past 4 years in medical school, I have become somewhat exhausted and skeptical. I find it difficult to remain motivated to study and I sometimes feel like I don’t even know why I got into this field in the first place. I know, deep down, that I really love what I do, but being exhausted all the time, and being at the bottom of the totem pole certainly wears on you after a while.
About a year ago, my good friend and mentor K gave me two books. You can read about that here. It has taken me a long time to have time to actually read them and I finally finished reading one of them – Complications – last night. I cant pinpoint the exact thing about the book that got me excited about medicine again, but it probably has everything to do with “The complexity and mystery of Medicine” that the author talks about in this book. It doesn’t matter how much we know, and how good we can be at something, there will always be something to challenge us. There will always be people who believe in us and doubt us, and we will always have our own beliefs and doubts in ourselves. No matter what, however, there is still a beauty and an art to practicing medicine and I know that I am very fortunate and lucky to be one of the few people who has the honour or participating in the practice.
Reading this book reminded me of the beauty of Medicine. It reminded me of the beauty I desired when I chose to make this my profession. It reminded me of the beauty of my dreams – and like Ms. Roosevelt says – the future belongs to us.
…What we are drawn to in this imperfect science, what we in fact covet in our own way, is the alterable moment – the fragile but crystalline opportunity for ones know how, ability, or just gut instinct to change the course of another’s life for the better.