I was in third grade when I startedhaving visits to a hospital. I had a weak2body， but I was a playful3 child at that age.My weak body was one of the reasons forthese visits that really made my parentsworried about my health， as they still dotoday. Doctors and nurses became the firstprofessional figures4 in my life early as alittle child. Maybe my parents thought Ineeded company5 or someone who wouldlook after me， so they thought that keeping mein a hospital was the best way to work it out.

While growing up， I did not think thatnot being a normal6 child was a big deal. Ireally liked the hospital room. But I did feelnervous7 when my doctors would come inand check on me. One time， a doctor in hisearly forties came in saying that I needed todo some operation8 and I could be hurt9.The idea did make me scared， but as achild back then， I did not quite understandwhat my young body would have toendure10.

What I really worried about was ifthese doctors ever felt tired or bored whenthey looked after me. I had worries about itbecause I was not good at having conversations.And I was not like those childrenwho do not shy away from almost anything.This was why I always stay under theblanket11 whenever someone would comeinto my hospital room.

“Don’t be afraid， Jade. I am just hereto check up on you. How are you feelingright now？”

My young nurse， looking fresh out ofcollege， was smiling at me while explainingwhat she was going to do. I wanted toanswer or smile at her， but I was feelingnervous. I was gripping12 my blankettightly13， showing my frustration14. I justdid not how to start a conversation.

“Well， I hope you are getting better.Call me up if you need anything.”

She walked to the door and left then.It left me thinking： What was it like to beon the other side？ To be a doctor or anurse， you must be good at havingconversations with your patients and reallycare about them.

This helped me realize15 that I wantedto be a doctor， too. Maybe someday I’llknow how these doctors feel when they lookafter their patients. Do they get bored withanyone， even those who are good atconversation？ One day， I will be a doctorlike them.

我三年級的時候開始長期去醫(yī)院看病。我身體比較弱，但在那個年齡我是一個頑皮的孩子。我虛弱的身體是去醫(yī)院的原因之一，頻繁去醫(yī)院看病確實讓我的父母擔(dān)心我的健康，直到今天他們?nèi)匀缓軗?dān)心。在我童年的早期，醫(yī)生和護士成為我最早接觸到的職業(yè)角色。也許我的父母認為我需要有人陪伴或有人照顧我，所以他們覺得把我留在醫(yī)院是最好的解決辦法。

在成長過程中，我認為沒有一個正常的童年并沒有什么大不了的。我真的挺喜歡病房。但當(dāng)醫(yī)生進來給我做檢查時，我確實感到緊張。有一次，一個四十出頭的醫(yī)生進來說我需要做手術(shù)，手術(shù)中我可能會受傷。這個說法確實讓我害怕，但作為一個孩子，我當(dāng)時并不太明白我年輕的身體將承受什么。

我真正擔(dān)心的是這些醫(yī)生在照顧我時是否會感到疲勞或厭煩。我對此很擔(dān)心，因為我不擅長與人交談。我不像那些做任何事情都不害羞逃避的孩子。這就是為什么每當(dāng)有人進入我的病房時我總是躲在毯子下面。

“別害怕，杰德，我只是來給你做檢查的。你現(xiàn)在感覺怎么樣？”

我的那位年輕護士看上去剛從大學(xué)畢業(yè)，一邊向我微笑一邊解釋她將要做什么。我想回答她或?qū)λ⑿?，但我感到緊張。我緊緊地抓著毯子，顯得很沮喪。我只是不知道如何開始與人談話。

“好吧，我希望你正在好轉(zhuǎn)。有什么需要就叫我?！?/p>

她向門口走去，然后離開了。這讓我開始思考：易地而處是什么感覺呢？要成為一名醫(yī)生或護士，你必須善于與你的病人交談，并真正關(guān)心他們。

這種想法促使我意識到，自己也想成為一名醫(yī)生。也許有一天我會知道這些醫(yī)生照顧病人時的感受。他們會對病人感到厭煩嗎，即使是那些善于交談的病人？總有一天，我會成為像他們一樣的醫(yī)生。