Why?

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A short one page answer to the question of why I chose the vocation that I did, why I love it so much and why I wouldn't have it any other way.

Submitted: June 15, 2017

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Why?

It’s strange how innate and yet so taken for granted human social skills are. Parents expect their children to be born with the ability to interact with their fellow humans. They expect them to easily form bonds with other children. And even though when young they may not know when they say the wrong thing, or how they have hurt someone these are quickly learned through experiences, or through a single experience and the logic applied to subsequent scenarios. This is easy, parents don’t have to teach their kids these skills, they need only let them learn. Kids who are lucky enough to have and then cultivate these abilities have a very wide array of choices of careers, they can do anything right? Because they understand people they way people are meant to understand other people. How they deal with problems, how they form relationships and how those relationships can be tested. They understand how a person can be hurt by a comment, an action or a lie. They understand why people do the things they do and say the things they say. It’s all too easy for most right?

For a few though, or at least for your old friend the narrator the building blocks for this attribute are missing. Thus, they must navigate life with no idea how or why those around them have groups of people who accept and respect them. How or why other people can avoid hurting those around them. When a conversation is taking place, a joke is made or something is said we have no idea of its intended tone, what exactly is funny, or what we then are meant to say. If we say the wrong thing then the reason why it hurts or alienates or angers others is lost to us. We have no way of intuitively knowing why others may yell at us or feel a certain way toward us. For me, everything others take for granted about our social landscape is foreign. It must be learned. I must ask questions. I have to walk through situations with others in my head and pick them apart to understand how I have hurt or irked someone, how the things I say may be interpreted or why a person I love feels a particular way. I must actively analyse and direct the world around me to gain the perspective afforded to others. This never gets any easier because much like any dynamic skill, its context is variable and fluid. By that logic, we cannot win.

This I believe, along with the deep innate fascination with the inner biological and chemical workings of my fellow man is what drove me to choose a career in the medical field. I think that it’s because understanding others in any other way then clinically is so arduous, so needlessly difficult and daunting. There is every reason or cause under the sun for someone’s emotions and understanding them is like trying to clamp the aorta before your patient bleeds to death. But pinpointing the reason behind a haemorrhage like that is simply a process of elimination, questioning and reasoning through events, actions and indicators to narrow down a list of causes, solutions and outcomes.

My point being that I see not only immense beauty in what a doctor does and how they do it, but also, I see it being easier and less confusing, you might say intuitive for your narrator. You might then say understanding people clinically is where people like me can make a difference not a mess. I can make real sense of people in the clinical sense. It is easy for a person like me to read.

The process of diagnosing and solving a problem to better someone’s life is a beauty akin to no other. It’s a gift and a privilege to be able and trusted to do this for your fellow human beings.

And this my little friends, is exactly what I love about what I do.


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