The first time I felt my pulse, I remembered the essence of life. I know this sounds bizarre; you might be asking what I mean. Let me explain!
Lately, I have forgotten that the fundamental goal is to stay alive. It doesn’t matter what challenges we might face. We must strive to stay alive every day—breath in, breath out, don’t stop.
No matter what challenge or even when your anxiety is blinding. Keep going.
Medical school is bliss. ‘Cough Cough.’ Baring all, I am grateful that it reminded me about living and staying alive.
Do you have any idea how hard our systems are working to make sure we are alive? Take the heart for example. The heart beats even when we decide to sleep. It doesn’t complain, it has one job, keep beating.
This awareness inspired me to keep working to achieve my dream, to be persistent and intentional.
The first time I felt my pulse, I prayed my heart would not stop. I will not stop living; please don’t stop beating. I will not give up; please continue pumping.
Med school will explain how the most common cause of diseases is imbalance. A plethora of things can go wrong in our bodies, and sometimes, we call them idiopathic. Idiopathic means the doctors do not know the cause. It just happened.
The first time I felt my pulse, I prayed. Dear God, Keep me safe in this cold world, alive and healthy. Give me the will to want to stay alive, so I can fulfill my task and make the world a better place.
The first time I felt my pulse, I realized the value of time. My heart has been beating for more than two decades.
The first time I felt my pulse, I was grateful for life and good health.
MABS 