I am a California State University, Northridge biotechnology student with a minor in chemistry. I’ve been told I’m a grandmother stuck in the body of a teenager. I like to stay home and crochet, knit, bake, read, and drink too much coffee. Gilmore Girls, The Rookie, and FRIENDS are on my TV whenever I have free time. I have enjoyed participating in research and volunteering at hospitals. I enjoy spending time with my friends and family. I love to shop and I’ll never say no to trying out a new restaurant. My biggest motivation has always been my family. Growing up, my brother and I were consistently reminded of the importance of an education. My mom never graduated high school and my dad dropped out of middle school to help his family with the bills. Without diplomas or degrees, they were limited in what jobs they could get in a country where the bachelor’s degree was the new high school diploma. They ignored the machismo taught to them by their fathers and made sure I understood that I needed to have a career I loved so I wouldn't be in the same financial position they raised me in. Growing up in a household where my parents worked until their knees gave out and their fingers bled, I stayed motivated thinking of giving my parents a better life. To one day retire them and pay them back for all of their sacrifices. In moments where I thought of quitting or failing, I reminded myself of these sacrifices they have made to give me the privilege to worry about grades and internships rather than where my next meal will come from. After taking many classes, volunteering, and researching, I have come to the conclusion that I cannot imagine a life where I am not a physician scientist.
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved learning. I love obtaining knowledge I didn’t have before and applying what I learn in class to my everyday life. Learning is addicting and I never plan on stopping. Pursuing a career in medical research means dedicating your life to learning and pushing the boundaries of science. There isn’t a day I don’t look forward to learning more about how science has evolved. In the 1940s, we still believed lobotomy to be a great neurological advancement. Now, we have stereotactic radiosurgery to preserve as much healthy tissue when attacking a brain tumor. Just 5 years ago, we didn’t know how to use mRNA to help our body fight diseases like COVID-19. We didn’t understand the structure of DNA until 1953. 70 years later, we’re editing DNA. Science never stops evolving and therefore, you never stop learning. By continuing to learn, you have to answer some of the biggest questions in medicine and science. I want to answer those questions and ask more. I want to know and understand the human body like the back of my hand. I want to research the nervous system to understand the way the brain works and why. I want to have an impact on STEM through research and impacting medicine one patient at a time. I hope to give a mother her son back, a friend their friend back, and a husband his wife back. I hope to make the most impossible task possible. I will give my life to pushing the boundaries of science and being the best physician possible. With STEM, I truly believe we could answer some of the most daunting questions we are faced with today to improve our standard of living–whether it be through science, technology, engineering, and/or mathematics.
This past semester, I struggled more than I expected to. I was taking the hardest classes I had ever taken, committing up to 13 hours a day to the lab, grading assignments for my students who emailed me a million times a day with questions regarding nomenclature, study tips, and grades, and volunteering at the hospital every Saturday by comforting babies who were just as confused about the world we live in as I am. In April, I received the news that I would be losing my job due to budget cuts, the program I had fought hard to get into had been canceled due to federal cuts, and my grades were the worst they had ever been. Not only had I lost the free time I had to process what was happening but I lost the motivation to keep pushing forward. Reaching the end of the semester, I realized the hard way that I needed to ask for help. I needed to tell my manager that I had to step away from the lab for a bit, set a boundary with my students, and study harder than I ever have. Although my efforts proved to be successful for most of my transcript, I stumbled and fell hard for some of my grades. All I can do now is continue to move forward, learn from my mistakes, and try harder next time. I will continue to get back up to pursue my dreams of becoming a physician scientist despite all of the hurdles that were thrown my way.