The first time around, my primary concern was how I could stay in school for the longest amount of time possible.
Key factors were left out of my decision: I had no interest in medicine, no aptitude for the natural sciences, and, as it quickly became apparent, no stomach for sick patients.
The second time around, I was honest with myself: I had no idea what I wanted to do.
I was panicked and sure that I’d be next on the chopping block. Five years and numerous emergencies later, I’ve learned how to work: work under pressure, work when I’m tired, and work when I no longer want to.
I have enough confidence to set my aims high and know I can execute on them.