When I grow up I want to be a Doctor

Health is the one of the greatest treasure we must take care of. Our life will be in grave danger if we abuse our physical aspect.

As a newbie in this blogging site, allow me to share with you my views and opinions with regards to health as well as the story behind why I wanted to be a doctor. I am a health advocate, since then my dream is to become a doctor because I find them cool and for me they are the living heroes that literally saves life.

Additionally, when I was 12 years old, I had a best friend named Leila, she has a frail and weak body. She often got sick and her mother is very strict when it comes to her, because everytime she went outside she easily got sick like colds, cough, and even a fever. I pity her so much because whenever I went to their house to play with her, she refuses me with a sad face. I know she badly want to play with me but her won't allow her.

One day, she was rushed to the hospital because she fainted in front of her parents without any reason. When I heard that news, I was worried sick to her and cried so hard. My mom comforted me and I asked her to call aunt Nida if my best friend is fine or not.

My mom look at me with a sad face, and told me that Leila was diagnosed with Leukemia. At first, I didn't know what does it mean but my mom said, that kind of disease is deadly. I cried so hard when my mom told me about it.

Days passed by, we visited my Best friend in the hospital, but when I saw her she was so pale and weak while lying in the hospital bed. She was still smiling as if she is glad to see me again. I held her hand and told her to get well soon so that we could play together but this time I will just visit her in their house so that she won't go outside anymore to play with me. She laughed at me but my eyes can't hold my tears. I gave her fruits and biscuits and she is so happy that time.

Months passed by, I heard a very tragic news. My best friend is dead. I thought my mom was just joking with me but she is also crying while telling it to me. I got so stressed and depressed because of that revealation. I went to her funeral and when I saw her face I felt a sudden pain in my heart like I was stabbed with a knife.

I blamed the doctor for not saving my bestfriend's life, and my dream to become a doctor started there. I want to treat and save people's life. And when I finally reached this age I am now completely aware that being a physician is very difficult. Now, I realized that this kind of profession wasn't for me, because I don't have such intelligenc, dedication and courage to save people's life, knowing that I will blamed by other people for not saving their loved once like I did in the past.