scientific expectations

The largest role that science has played in my life is in expectation. My mother is a veterinarian and science is all she knows. Family dinners at my house growing up always  included graphic, disgusting tales from the surgery that happened that day and more recently, pictures to go with it on her camera phone. Going through high school and starting college I had an unwritten, unspoken predetermined expectation from my family; to study something with science. I started out as a pre-med major at the University of Minnesota – Duluth and quickly found out that medicine was not my calling. I love hearing and learning about the disorders and abnormalities that come out of hospital work, but the nitty-gritty basics were horrible to learn and didn’t sink in one bit. So I decided to expand on my true interests, not my mothers, and became a communication disorders and sciences major, my own decision and path.

         I think my story plays off of the “Blank Slate” idea because I had decided to be a doctor because that’s what I had grown up hearing. I had been told that medicine was where the money was at and the idea of a successful job in science had been pounded into my head since I was four years old. I appreciated my mother’s advice and her support as I went against it, but I do still love learning about some aspects of science.