1) Making sure the major I had was available (becoming a paramedic and then going to med school)
2) That the school was in the city
3) That the school was at least 3 hours away from home but no more than 6 hours (driving distance)
4) That the school had a good reputation
5) That there was a place for me to live
Food allergies never really played into my college decision. I knew that if I chose the school for my allergies then I probably would be unhappy. Theoretically if I was choosing a school for my allergies, I would have ended up at Temple University and commuting. I would have been miserable commuting from home not to mention the fact that they don't even have my major. In fact, I committed to Pitt before I even knew where I was living and if I was getting the accommodations for my food allergies that I needed. In the end I did get the accommodations I needed and had an amazing year. I do not regret for one second my decision and that is the way I like it to be. I never want to live my life with regret.
In a perfect world, I will become a pediatric emergency physician. I love helping kids and there is nothing more I enjoy than helping in emergencies and the challenge of managing an emergency. I am currently a volunteer EMT and run with my local ambulance squad when I am home. I think one of the things I love about being an EMT other than getting to help people is that it gives me a break from my own health issues and allows me to focus on the health issues of others. Hopefully in 2 years, I will have my paramedic and be on my way to med school.
I have been riding 911 calls for 3 years now. I have never had issues with my own heath until today. Unfortunately today I had a bad asthma attack from someone's nasty and super dusty house. While I was in the house I started having an asthma attack and attempted my inhaler once I got outside. Luckily the call ended up just being a lift assist and we didn't actually need to take the patient to the hospital so I was able to take care of myself. When that didn't work the medic I was riding with was able to assist me with some medications via IV and a nebulizer treatment. After about an hour and a half I felt much better and was able to relax at the squad instead of having to go to the ER. The incident was enough to remind me that being an EMT or any health professional for that matter isn't going to automatically take away my health issues; they will always be there. I know that if I can't take care of myself, I am going to be absolutely no help to the patient.
I have a good plan now for avoiding future attacks, which involves wearing a small allergen filter mask to help keep my asthma at bay. That being said though, as much as my parents would probably love for me to work a job that would completely keep me safe from both my asthma and my allergies, I know I would never be happy. I try to live my life without regrets because I don't ever want to look back and say, "why didn't I do this or become that?". Part of my life without regrets is following my dreams of becoming a pediatric ER physician.
In the mean time though, being an EMT makes me very happy. I love getting up at 5:30 am to go into work. I love learning and I love interacting with people. I look forward to spending the rest of my life as a health care professional. I guess what I am trying to say is if there is a will there is a way. If you want something bad enough, you can find a way to make it happen, which is what I plan to do.
To all you aspiring young food allergy and asthma teens, don't use your health as an excuse to keep you from following your dreams; the only person you will hurt is yourself. To all of the food allergy parents out there, we need you to help us. We not only need your financial support but your emotional support and your encouragement. We need you to tell us you believe in us and that you know we can do it.
In life, we each get about 42,048,000 seconds. Some will be lucky enough to have more and unfortunately others will have less. I guess what makes life life is that no one can tell us for sure how many seconds we will get. As an EMT I have had the honor to be with some patients during their final seconds. Even though I have witnessed death and have had my own scary heath emergencies, I don't necessarily agree with the whole live your life like every day is your last day. As we all know anaphylactic reactions and asthma attacks aren't just something that we plan and it is very possible that breathing or eating the wrong thing could make any day our last day. That being said, If I lived every day like it was my last day, I feel like I would never have the motivation to follow my dreams if I knew I wasn't going to live to see them come true. What I am saying is 42,048,000 is a lot of seconds. Don't waste them! Find what you love doing and worry about making adaptions for your health needs after.