Lake Erie College of Osteopathic Medicine
Growing up in the small town of Trinidad on the north coast of California, amongst the Redwoods and tide pools, gave me roots I will never forget.
Family Medicine inspired me and brought my optimistic tendencies to the surface. “For me, an area of moral clarity is: you're in front of someone who's suffering and you have the tools at your disposal to alleviate that suffering or even eradicate it, and you act.… So I can't show you how, exactly, health care is a basic human right. But what I can argue is that no one should have to die of a disease that is treatable” (Paul Farmer). Reading more of similarly rousing speech, gave me the opportunity to feel that as I stepped into medicine I was associating myself with people by whom I was humbled and also inspired to emulate.
My family was able to impress upon me that no pursuit worth dedicating my life to would be easy. I was told to surround myself with great people and approach every day with vigor, optimism and love. Nothing fits this motto better than Family Medicine and specifically the type practiced here at VCMC. Since the beginning Family Medicine has felt like “my people.”
My fiancé Grace and I were lucky enough to couples match here. Now both knee deep in the hoopla that is residency, it's the sign of a very special place that I more than not, wake with a morning bodysurf and follow it with a bike along the beach to work.