As a premed student at Case Western Reserve University, I took dreaded organic chemistry and the MCAT (twice). I say I “believed” I’d be a doctor because I embodied it in every way. I, in turn, would smile and try to envision a future where I was treating patients while wearing a white coat and stethoscope. I made the choice by my own volition at the ripe young age of five, and my parents would beam with pride as they shared the news with friends and family. Growing up as the eldest child and only daughter of Indian immigrants, I believed I’d be a doctor.
