I'm from a family of doctors, and I think they really wanted me to be a doctor. I even sort of assumed I would be a doctor.
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Well, my parents originally wanted me to become a doctor - that's why I was in school; I was pre-med, and I graduated with a degree in psychology and a concentration in neuroscience. Really, the plan was for me to go to med school.
I always knew I wanted to be a doctor, but I also knew that being a doctor meant more than treating just the patient in front of you.
I went to college, I went pre-med, I thought I was going to be a doctor.
I wanted to be a doctor since I was five.
My mother's father was a doctor, and she desperately wanted to be a doctor.
For a long time, I thought I would like to be a doctor. Such a good profession. So explicitly good. Never a waste of time.
Both my parents are doctors, so from the time I was a child, I wanted to do medicine.
My father was a doctor, and I admired him and got along well with him. He took me with him on house calls. We were living in Flushing, which was then a sleepy village of 25,000 - before the subway got there. I've been sure I wanted to be a doctor since I was about 12.
For as long as I can really remember, I wanted to be a doctor.
I wanted to be a surgeon, possibly influenced by the qualities of our family doctor who cared for our childhood ailments.
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