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Hi everyone- happy friday
I am experiencing a lot of mixed emotions about my choice of career and I was hoping the power of groupthink could help me sort some of them out. I am a third year (male- I'm not sure why I thought that was relevant...) student who was CERTAIN I was going into anesthesia when I started med school. However, I realized 2 things pretty early on: 1) I love working with kids and 2) I love the ICU. Both revelations were completely unexpected, but that's life for you. Anyways- the more I hung around the PICU, the more excited I got, and before long I was answering everyone's favorite question to ask a med student- "What are you going to specialize in?"- with variations on "Pediatrics/PICU."
This is where things began to get problematic. My family, friends and lifetime medical mentors did not share my enthusiasm. It got worse when my Step 1 score came back high enough to do more "desirable" and lucrative things like orthopedics (which everyone assumes I already do anyways- I stand 11 feet tall), dermatology and ENT. Comments have ranged from "Are you sure???" and "I hope you're independently wealthy," to "You will be absolutely miserable, no question.", and almost all end in a sales pitch for one of the aforementioned fields.
So far I've dealt with it ok- there has been some occasional wavering and private negotiation with myself ("Maybe I can stand pediatric ortho...") but the medicine that fascinates me is critical care and the population I want to treat are kids. I am 99.9% ok with every aspect of my decision except for one thing- money.
Gasp, I know- how dare I speak that word! Hearsay! Sin! But hear me out.
I am in debt. Crazy debt. I went to a private undergrad, and am attending a private medical school without scholarships. I one day want to have a huge family and be able to provide for them all of the fantastic opportunities my parents worked so hard to provide me. I want my wife to be able to be a stay-at-home mom (because that is her dream, and I respect that). I want to be able to help my parents, and her parents, if they need it. I don't need a fancy car, or a big house, but I went to school a really long time, worked really hard, and am terrified I was called to one of the few medical specialties that might leave me unable to dig us out of this hole, much less ever get us ahead. I am just so scared of making a decision that I am going to regret later on. Any advice/insight/encouragement would be greatly appreciated.
Much love,
McTwisp
I am experiencing a lot of mixed emotions about my choice of career and I was hoping the power of groupthink could help me sort some of them out. I am a third year (male- I'm not sure why I thought that was relevant...) student who was CERTAIN I was going into anesthesia when I started med school. However, I realized 2 things pretty early on: 1) I love working with kids and 2) I love the ICU. Both revelations were completely unexpected, but that's life for you. Anyways- the more I hung around the PICU, the more excited I got, and before long I was answering everyone's favorite question to ask a med student- "What are you going to specialize in?"- with variations on "Pediatrics/PICU."
This is where things began to get problematic. My family, friends and lifetime medical mentors did not share my enthusiasm. It got worse when my Step 1 score came back high enough to do more "desirable" and lucrative things like orthopedics (which everyone assumes I already do anyways- I stand 11 feet tall), dermatology and ENT. Comments have ranged from "Are you sure???" and "I hope you're independently wealthy," to "You will be absolutely miserable, no question.", and almost all end in a sales pitch for one of the aforementioned fields.
So far I've dealt with it ok- there has been some occasional wavering and private negotiation with myself ("Maybe I can stand pediatric ortho...") but the medicine that fascinates me is critical care and the population I want to treat are kids. I am 99.9% ok with every aspect of my decision except for one thing- money.
Gasp, I know- how dare I speak that word! Hearsay! Sin! But hear me out.
I am in debt. Crazy debt. I went to a private undergrad, and am attending a private medical school without scholarships. I one day want to have a huge family and be able to provide for them all of the fantastic opportunities my parents worked so hard to provide me. I want my wife to be able to be a stay-at-home mom (because that is her dream, and I respect that). I want to be able to help my parents, and her parents, if they need it. I don't need a fancy car, or a big house, but I went to school a really long time, worked really hard, and am terrified I was called to one of the few medical specialties that might leave me unable to dig us out of this hole, much less ever get us ahead. I am just so scared of making a decision that I am going to regret later on. Any advice/insight/encouragement would be greatly appreciated.
Much love,
McTwisp