a little bit about me ...

 


Hello everyone! I know that everyone, for the most part, knows me and most of my story on this amazing and tremendous journey the Lord has allowed me to trod. I want to first and foremost start off by doing what I know is the MOST important thing, and that is give ALL GLORY and honor and credit to my precious Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for ALL He has done for me and blessed me beyond measure!!!


I thought that on this page I would take the time to write a detailed history of my life, where I’ve been, where I am at, how I got here and how the Lord has provided and brought me through all of these past events in my life to get me to this point! And then looking ahead into the future, to be excited about going back to school, starting a new adventure and phase of my life, looking ahead with great anticipation and excitement to what God has in store for me and what new doors of opportunity He has for me to go through!


As a small child I was very eager and had a tremendous zeal to learn. I loved school and being able to do my schoolwork at home, I had the ability to move along at a faster pace. I thank my mother and appreciate the tremendous sacrifices she made for my sister and I, to home-school us both for twelve years. As I matured and my level of understanding grew, her motivation to see my mind expanded in new directions became my own motivation.  She always helped us and encouraged us in our likes and strengths academically and for me, science, especially biology, was very intriguing and motivating, which in turn drove my curiosity to learn more about it. I loved trying to apply and combine my new knowledge with my observations of people and their needs ... leading ultimately to my love and growing passion for people, care giving, medicine and healthcare. Thus, at a young age, as I saw the advancements in science and technology, I started to weigh the vast complexities of medicine, healthcare and the needs of all others around me, desiring to become a physician and get involved with medicine.


My whole life, I’ve always been around a lot of people and exposed to many varying needs and concerns of individuals.  The passion I have for people and service has developed by years of observation, watching my family sacrificially give of their time and limited resources to help and serve others. Both of my grandfathers, being pastors, and my father assisting, in full-time ministry, gives you a very unique opportunity to learn from others, observe people and see the heavy burdens and needs that lay upon the hearts and lives of those around you. Now with my father being a pastor, I have an even greater appreciation for the load they’ve carried and the heavy burdens involved with tending to their congregations. When you become exposed, at such an early age, you see the major influence and impact you can have on a life, in a positive way, and to see the need to help others for the greater good. I have helped my family serve those in need within our communities, congregations and abroad over the years and my drive to become a physician has been cultivated and nurtured through the time that I have spent with and the real life examples of my parents and grandparents, not only being taught, but by being able to see the actual principle of giving put into action.


My parents always taught my sister and I the principle and importance of giving, not to be selfish, we shared everything. We learned the importance of honesty and being true to ones self. We also learned the value of inner strength and building on your strong points and abilities. My parents reinforced the qualities and gifts they saw in us, but also used strict discipline in our lives to develop our character in many other ways too, teaching us self-discipline, integrity, respect and trustworthiness. They instilled strong core values and beliefs that have held me through all the difficulties of life. I found that I was a very strong person, a stabilizer for others and good at service and giving. We would do a lot of service work and giving through our church, going to visit the sick in hospitals and nursing homes and tending to needy families in the congregation. I feel my parents were the perfect examples of service growing up.


There is nothing greater than the feeling of giving and service, working and serving the Lord, helping His children, and to know that you are doing something to help someone, especially physically. Once again, I have to give ALL glory and honor to the Lord that I am even sitting here writing this story out. If it wasn’t for Him, and His hand on my life, leading me and guiding me each and every step of the way, I would never be where I am today … and for that I am eternally grateful and thankful for the opportunity I’ve been given to become a doctor! God has been so good and He has given each of us talents and gifts to use; we are responsible to use those gifts and talents to serve Him with, to give back to the Lord what really isn’t ours to possess, it is His. I personally feel the need to and want to take what little talent and ability I have, that the Lord has given me, and give it all back to Him, by serving Him through medicine and trying to care for and tend to His children.


He IS the true giver of life! I just feel so blessed to even be alive today! With my mom and I both almost dying at my birth and then being kidnapped in a mall at eighteen months old, I shouldn’t be here, but I am; to still be here and be alive is a wonderful feeling, it makes me so thankful to be where I am today. I know that God has a great purpose for my life, there is a reason I am still here, and I want to be completely obedient and willing, to serve Him to the best of my ability, to live my life for Him and be willing to lay down my life for Him and others, to give Him my ALL, my hopes, my wants, my wishes, my desires, my ambitions, my dreams … what a true and real ministry you can have to serve others if you are 100% sold out to God and have yielded your life completely over to Him!  That is the key, obedience, and if we can all realize how important it is to give to God what’s His, yield our lives, show His love, putting on true charity, telling others what God has done in your life, being compassionate to those in need, giving encouragement and hope to those suffering, how we can share Jesus and impact lives for Christ!!!


I always knew I wanted to become involved in healthcare, in some fashion. As I grew older and the reality of what it would take to become a physician, hence the financial load ($250,000 - $300,000 and more in debt for education), the years of college and schooling (4 years of undergrad and 4 years of medical school) etc, I wondered if it would be the right track for me. I was weighing my passion and love for medicine with a young girls heart desire of wanting to get married and have a family. At the time, I was thinking I really couldn’t do it all, have my cake and eat it too.  So I continued to toss the idea of possibly getting involved with nursing, being it was a lot less schooling time, but not really making up my mind on the whole ‘going to college’ idea. Even though I loved learning and deep down still wanted to attend college, for various reasons and things happening in my life at the time, after high school I decided to postpone going to college and just work for a while.


The mom of the family that I was a nanny for was a physician and she continued to encourage me to pursue my dream of medicine; she was an inspiration to me. I knew in my heart, that I only wanted to pursue medicine for the right reasons. I didn’t want to be considering this if it was solely of my own desires, not pursuing it for the wrong reasons by knowing that you can’t strive for money and success in this life, so I prayerfully and carefully laid ‘college’ on the back burner and tried working some other jobs.


I loved being a care giver and having that human contact, so after being a nanny for awhile, I worked in the business field at Wells Fargo Insurance, loving the people interaction and customer service aspect of my job.  In the mean time, of this all happening in my life, the Lord also blessed me by allowing me to use the gift He gave me to sing, to minister to others in song, by singing locally and traveling with my sister and two other sisters, great childhood friends of ours, in a quartet, throughout the Midwest for several years. Later I did some cleaning and odd jobs while I went to classes to obtain my Massage Therapy and Reflexology license.  One of my aunts worked doing massage therapy (and still does), it always intrigued me; the thought of helping a person and bringing such relief was amazing. I had always been a believer in alternative therapies, in addition to western medicine, because I had benefitted from them personally.  Several people had told me that I had a gift and just the right touch, when I would work on people’s necks and shoulders, not really knowing what I was doing. I always loved working with my hands and I loved my work in that field, but was still feeling like I wasn’t finding my fit. Through all of that, I still knew deep down inside, I desired to get involved in medicine or healthcare.


The Lord saw my heart and heard my prayers, of seeking His will and direction for my life, because it was through my reflexology schooling, that I found out about a Doula Certification Course (a doula is a Labor and Delivery Coach, I’d always had a love for that area of medicine, even had considered Midwifery) and one of the instructors at my Doula class was a nursing supervisor on an OB unit at a local hospital, Woodwinds.  Woodwinds fascinated me, it was a very new hospital, somewhat small, but they were beginning to incorporate forms of holistic and alternative therapies into their care there, also offering a lot of services to patients with having a Natural Care Center inside the hospital. I began to tell her of all my areas of interest in medicine, so she encouraged me to definitely pursue healthcare and recommended that get my CNA certification first (nursing assistant) to get my foot in the door at their hospital and then decide later about either going on to be a nurse or a doctor. The Doula class was a blessing in many ways, enabling me with the skills to be a labor coach, attending quite a few live births, but it was also a bridge for me, connecting me to Woodwinds.


I didn’t make my decision right away, but over some time of contemplation and prayer decided to save up enough money and go to Century Community College to obtain my Nursing Assistant/Home Health Aide certification.  The neatest thing about that experience was my mom ended up taking the class and getting her CNA certification too.  During the class work and clinicals for the CNA program, my paternal grandfather, Don Patton, passed away in Texas, where I was raised.  We ended up taking some time off, and later completed our work to get our CNA license. After I completed some schooling, I left Minnesota to be with my parents in my hometown of Fort Worth, Texas; they went down there for a while after my grandpa passed away. While I was in Fort Worth, I had the opportunity to help a precious family friend, her husband was sick and she needed someone to run her Health Food Store. Through the comfort I gave them in their time of need, I was able to learn a lot about having a business and interacting with customers. I cherish my experience with my friend; it was very rewarding and will stay with me always. When I came back to Minnesota, now being 21, I knew I needed to make some hard-core decisions as to what to do and where to go with my life. I decided to throw myself into gear and got on the ball, over the course of several months, I ended up being offered a position as a CNA at the very hospital I longed for a job at, Woodwinds.


I was so thrilled that Woodwinds hired me, my supervisor and I hit it off from the start and I loved my job there. This job opened up a whole new fascinating world to me and I was appreciative to the Lord for allowing me to get my foot into the door of medicine.  I gained so much from working there and I was able to work in many different departments because of my position on the Float team, like Orthopedics, Telemetry, ICU, ER, Med-Surg, Peds, Labor and Delivery.  In my job there, I learned that I could give strength and stability to the network of healthcare team members by being a good communicator and a hard worker. However, even with all of my experience and exposure, I still felt and saw that my capacity, as an aide, was limited by my job description and there was only so much I could do. The nurses were marvelous, but the longer I worked with them the more I realized their limitations too. With my personality type being more of a take-charge kind of a person, I like to be the one making decisions. (I experienced the same feelings with my sister’s condition ... continued later.) I am capable and strong and wanted to do more to help, but couldn’t. I recognized that the role and responsibility of a doctor would allow me to use my strengths, to achieve more, to try and get to the root of the problems and help those in need in a greater way. My close colleagues saw my gifts of intelligence and compassion during my service at Woodwinds and encouraged me to press on and pursue a life-long career as a physician. I also received motivating words from patients I cared for, other people I met, all of them telling me that they saw qualities and attributes that I possessed in my life that would make me a good physician, which inspired me. So, all those people in my life and experiences I had at Woodwinds, gave me the courage to move ahead in my ambitions and follow the prodding I felt the Lord was putting in my heart … my years there at Woodwinds changed my life. Being in a medical environment like that, was a priceless experience and I would not trade it for anything.


Besides a couple cousins, no one else in my family on either side had gone to college (other than Bible school), so I was intimidated by the thought and pursuit of what would be to come, even though I was really excited about the possibility of what could lie ahead for me. My maternal grandfather, Rodney Whittle, was especially excited for me considering this path, because he had always had a childhood dream of becoming a doctor, which is what his father desired for him to do, but God had another plan for his life.


After working at Woodwinds for quite a while, I decided to apply and try and take a few general education requirements at Century, just to get my feet wet, still thinking in the back of my mind that maybe nursing might be the best route after all, considering the responsibility, time and financial commitments involved.  As time went by, I realized it would take me forever to get done at that rate, I transitioned from full-time work and taking a night class here and there, to going part-time and picking up more classes. It wasn’t long before I saw I had to pray about what direction to go, either nursing or pre-med, because they take you in two completely different directions. The community college had a good nursing program, so I could just continue where I was at, and eventually become an RN, or I would have to transfer colleges and move into a University level pre-medical track to become a doctor. I asked my parents to really pray with me and help me seek the direction of the Lord in making this HUGE decision.


It wasn’t long after that and the Lord miraculously made a way and allowed me to meet a transfer student school representative from Bethel University while I was still at Century, who helped start the entire “journey” of my pre-medical experience at Bethel. The doors started unlocking and things were happening and unfolding right before my very eyes. I couldn’t believe how God was providing and leading in such a definite way. Just the way I got accepted, through different obstacles, was a miracle. I was ecstatic because I knew the fasting and praying I was doing, to seek His will, was proving to me His faithfulness and answering my questions and supplying my every need. I felt like God’s smile of approval was on my life and that He was ushering me along, saying this is exactly what I have for you to do. I guess you could say I was resistant to it, to a certain extent, at first with some fear of the uncertainty the future would bring, it was such a huge step for me, but the Lord gave me the strength and confidence to know that He was in it and so I continued to walk through the doors as He opened them.


Through my years at Bethel and the Lord’s many provisions in my experiences there is a whole other story, that I could probably write another book on, but I’ll spare you that additional “drama” ha-ha ! When I started at Bethel though, coming into the University setting, it had been five years since high school for me, so it was a big leap, not only academically, but also mentally and emotionally as well. I was 5 years older than almost all of my classmates and the adjustment to University life was a lot different from the ‘full-time working world.’ As the challenges and difficulties came and went, everything continued to fall into place and that continued to strengthen me to keep pressing on and work that much harder to strive for my dream. I had built up stamina and was determined to get there; I worked extremely hard at it and persevered. I am a driven and motivated person. I say, keep trying and never give up on a dream or a goal, despite personal adversity and hardships, just keep pressing on. Everybody faces his or her share of difficulties and I have tried to learn from mine. I learned a great deal when several years ago I became an injured patient myself, causing an enormous impact on my life and school. Wow, that was a very difficult time for me.  I now understand more about what it’s like to be the one treated; I was on the receiving end. It was a good experience for me to go through, I have and I am still learning (seeing as back problems don’t disappear ) through this condition, so I can have even more compassion for those in their time of need.


My time at Bethel was flying by; it was challenging for me, but yet so rewarding and fulfilling. My world, the summer before my senior year at Bethel, came to a screeching halt on Thursday, June 19, 2007. I had never felt so utterly helpless in my entire life as I did leaving the doctor’s exam room that day. I’ve always had a deep love and passion to serve people, helping others in anyway that I knew how, but at that particular moment in time, I knew there was absolutely nothing I could do. I couldn’t fix it; I couldn’t take away the pain or soothe the heartache. My sister –my best friend – was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma that heart wrenching day. I wanted so badly to stand in for her, I thought to myself, “Why her, of all people, she has four young children and a husband to care for? I’ll gladly bear this for her, please don’t let this be so.” My faith was shaken to its very core. But I couldn’t change the circumstances or the outcome of the test results.


My family is the most important thing in the world to me.  It hurt to see my sister suffer, but I felt grateful and strengthened by being there for her throughout her bone marrow biopsy, surgeries, scans and chemotherapy treatments. My sister and her family moved in with my parents and I; I took time off from college to help take care of her and the kids. When something like this happens to you, your perspective on life changes dramatically. Through this experience, I’ve become more introspective. I truly believe adversity makes us stronger. As a physician, I will always appreciate the ways that chronic illness impacts families and patients. While some of the changes are difficult, illness does bring an opportunity for patients and families to bond. My sister’s illness brought us even closer, as we shared simple times together that will stay with me always.


I’ll never forget the moment my sister learned she’d be going through chemotherapy and would lose her hair. On a perfect July morning, she chose to have her gorgeous waist-length hair donated to the Locks of Love Foundation. As little girls, we were always our closest playmates, united in all things girly. I remember brushing her locks, playing dress-up in the mirror, and helping her fix her hair on her wedding day. Spending time with her that day in the salon, and watching her leave with a cute bob made me understand how families can bond together, laugh together, and even serve others together during the most difficult times of life.


Having a sister with a life-threatening illness has also given me permission to take the time to really laugh. It sounds strange, but one of my favorite moments with my sister came when we were up late one night eating popcorn and cuddled in cozy blankets, despite the fact that it was 80 degrees in the house. The steroids kept her awake, so we sat watching old “I Love Lucy” episodes. During those precious hours, she wasn't sick and I wasn't a struggling college student. We were just sisters giggling at Lucy, who was stuffing chocolates in her face as a conveyor belt was passing her by. Finding pure joy in our difficult time is where I truly found myself. As a physician I believe I will experience joy and laughter with my patients and their families, even in their darkest hours.


During this time with my sister, I was learning so much and I was cherishing every moment I had with her, but the realization was approaching that I had to start back to school. I wasn’t so sure about it, I wondered if I should wait, maybe take a semester off or something, but she was my fuel to continue on, because she didn’t want to see me set back in my goals and encouraged me to keep moving forward.  So when I started back at Bethel that fall, the first week of classes, I thought nothing more could be harder, having to leave home every morning, with the burden of EVERYTHING falling on my moms shoulders everyday, but wouldn’t you know it, something more could happen … of all things my paternal grandfather passed away suddenly. This shook our family to the core; he was a rock for all of us, at all times. “Oh Lord”, I cried, “do you really know what you are doing, you promised you wouldn’t put more on us than we can bare, but this is pretty close.” I didn’t understand why, it was a very low time for me, for all of us. I tried to be the stabilizer once again, the strong one, holding everything and everyone together; it was emotionally and physically wearing, affecting my school. I literally felt like I was in a complete fog, it seemed surreal, I didn’t want to keep functioning, but I knew I had to. I wanted to quit school, but everyone around me kept encouraging me not give up, that I had come too far. I was in a low spot and blocked out a lot of feelings, emotions, people and ‘life’ for about a year to a year and a half. I was functioning, but yet I felt like I wasn’t really. It was a very hard, trying time for me in my life, feeling like giving up. I had had a few other low points in life, but this topped it! The Lord, once again, so faithfully showed Himself so real to me and brought me through. I know I wasn’t the only one suffering or facing hurt and pain, dealing with my sisters condition and losing grandpa, the Lord helped all of us and brought us safely through the storms. It’s so essential to show and tell the ones you love and care for how much they mean to you, because you never know what tomorrow holds. It’s important to live life to the fullest, life is a gift from God, treasure it always. You don’t ever know when it can be over, each day is special and precious; so don’t take it for granted.


Over time of my years of working with people, I have witnessed some life altering scenes and some of those moments have reinforced to me why I do care so much, why I have so much compassion and a zeal for considering and helping others and their needs, why I am so passionate and care about the condition of families and individuals. I could write of countless stories, things I saw, people I met, extreme conditions, limitless needs, hurts, pains, in every way, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually, I will never be the same.


Through that last full academic year at Bethel, I will make no bones about the fact that it was extremely difficult, my hardest year by far. I had only upper level science courses left to complete. The Lord again helped me through and one of my greatest blessings that year was when one of my amazing friends from school, decided to take a couple extra courses (that she didn’t even need to have for her major) with me!  Besides the Lord’s help, she was a rock for me, we did everything together and she helped me SO much, I would’ve never made it without her and the Lord that year! I was planning to graduate and walk that May of 2008, but some things had come up and I realized I had one additional class I had to complete, so I decided to wait and walk for graduation after ‘officially’ finishing all of my coursework at Bethel. One of the most joyous and happiest moments of my life was when I walked across that stage to graduate with honors on December 18, 2008! I was also blessed to have my grandma, Wanda Patton, there with me on my special day!


My time at Bethel was such a gift to me, I felt as though I was given and handed an opportunity that not many people receive. I literally felt as if I was living out a dream. I never had imagined things working out the way they did, and seeing my life unfold the way it has.  I was blessed by having amazing professors and faculty that supported me the whole way through and encouraged me to not give up.  The bonds and relationships I developed with them and friends I met, helped me through the entire process. I was also able to join the National Honors Society, Sigma Zeta Honors Society and Tri-Beta Honors Society in my time at Bethel. I appreciated the chance it gave me to establish even deeper connections with my science professors. I cherish the relationships I made with them, connecting on personal levels and seeing them in circles outside of academics. I was more heavily involved in Tri-Beta being an officer, but also did a lot with Sigma Zeta too. I worked as an advertisement specialist and created, developed, posted and distributed all our materials for opportunities and events we hosted. I did marketing and designed our brochures, pamphlets and applications. As vice president I assisted the president with jobs like scheduling events, delegating jobs, making assignments, and obtaining inquiries for special speakers and events. The depth of my involvement enabled me to do many volunteer jobs, yard work, assist and help the elderly, MN Regional Science Fair Judging, Feed My Starving Children, Salvation Army holiday bell ringing, planting trees, Operation Christmas Child and network with fellow members. I learned a great deal about leadership and taking on responsibility, wearing many hats. In addition to all of that I too was able to learn from and help some of the faculty by being their teaching assistant over time there.


I was thrilled to have the chance to decide on a senior research project (that we began to develop in our junior year) of my own choosing at Bethel.  So I contemplated on what to study. I had a personal interest in looking into biological or genetic conditions that contribute or lead to weight related problems, from having a life-long battle of weight myself.  So after much research and debating on a topic, and with the contributing factor of my phenomenal research advisor, Dr. DeGolier, I decided to study more on the hormone Leptin. The purpose of my experiment was to determine if the lack of the hormone leptin or the leptin hormone receptor in mutant mice would affect basal metabolism, body temperature and feeding behaviors. The three types of mice used in this experiment were control, mutant ob/ob and mutant db/db. Our results demonstrated that normal mice had a statistically higher metabolic rate and body temperature than both the ob/ob and db/db mice. So these results substantiate that mutations in the genetic expression of leptin or the leptin receptor may contribute to interruptions in normal metabolism and may contribute to obesity. I learned many different skills and techniques with this research. This project had many independent elements to it. I had to take initiative, be resourceful and develop ideas and ways to go about obtaining certain data on my own. Because it was a long-term project, I had to be creative with techniques for organizing data and keeping track of all the collections we were taking. It was extremely exciting to discover that our project produced statistically significant results. I worked tirelessly with Dr. DeGolier for quite some time to get our research paper all edited and submitted to BIOS, the quarterly science journal of Tri-Beta Biological Honors Society magazine … and we did finally get acceptance for publication and it was released in the August edition 2010!!!!


I was able to take and present my research at the Bethel University Senior Research Symposium in November of 2007. Then in April 2008 I took a road trip with fellow members of Sigma Zeta Beta Iota chapter from Bethel University to the University of Indianapolis. We would be presenting at the 2008 Sigma Zeta National Convention in Indianapolis, Indiana, along with other presenters from all over the United States. I was thrilled to win the first place $100.00 award for best presentation on my senior research project. A short time later, I also had the opportunity to present at the Minnesota Academy of Science Annual Winchell Undergraduate Symposium as a member of Beta Beta Beta Biological Honors Society. That event was especially enjoyable because our Tri-Beta Gamma Omega chapter at Bethel University was hosting the event. That enabled me to be quite active on the committee board to help plan and prepare for the symposium, being I was a Tri-Beta officer. I also got introduced to a great program through Bethel, where I was able to work in an Emergency Room as a Research Associate in Minneapolis, Hennepin County Medical Center, that afforded me the chance to interact with patients, obtain patient content, observe many procedures and practices of Emergency Medicine, shadow ER physicians and also learn some of the methodology of clinical research.


During my time at Bethel I also became involved with a couple of local hospitals in St. Paul where I volunteered.  At United Hospital I got to work in the ER and on an Oncology unit (having a greater understanding and love for this field of medicine after Priscilla’s sickness). I absolutely loved the amount of time I had to get to know and spend with the patients. Visiting with them, brightening their dreary days, having a friend, someone to talk to, keep them company, was the most rewarding part of this job for me. Then in my time at Gillette Children’s Specialty Hospital, I saw more than I could ever have imagined. This was an environment where I could see and learn how to adapt and help children and families in circumstances with great needs—observing conditions I had never seen or been exposed to before. The longer I was there, the more I realized how special it was to be in that environment, brightening their day. Their positive spirits astounded me, when for most of them their condition is a lifelong struggle. I was continually amazed at the strength and stamina of the families involved; they exhibit such commitment and dedication. I realized the great impact I could have on families as a physician and the comfort and help I would bring them, by making them feel important and feel that someone cares about their personal needs.


I continued on volunteering at the hospitals after graduating, it was a very enjoyable time for me. I became laid up with more back troubles that following spring, which slowed me down a little bit. I then took that opportunity to work with my grandma Whittle by helping her to edit and reformat my grandfathers, Rodney Whittle, book he had been writing, when he deceased. Through the help of the Lord and the inspiration and rejuvenation I obtained from reading and working on his book, I regained my joy and internal peace of knowing the Lord was in control and over all and that He does everything for a purpose and a reason, and that I could fully trust all that He allows in our lives to perfect us and do the work inside that He needs to do, to bring us to where He wants and needs us to be, in order for us to be fruitful and effectively work for His kingdom.


Working on the book was a huge task, but we finished it, finally! It was such a joy to work on. The daily inspirational studies are truly that, inspirational, as you follow along with the book, reading your bible through in a year. It was so large, once we compiled it together, that we had to separate it into two volumes. Volume I contains January - June and Volume II contains July - December. What a priceless treasure and precious keepsake we have in it! Take a look at it online, through Amazon:

Rodney Whittle’s Book, “Exploring The Word”, Volume I:

http://www.amazon.com/EXPLORING-WORD-Rodney-E-Whittle/dp/1615792554/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1268155229&sr=1-1

Rodney Whittle’s Book, “Exploring The Word”, Volume II:

http://www.amazon.com/EXPLORING-WORD-Rodney-E-Whittle/dp/1615792562/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1268155531&sr=1-1

Then I continued to work hard at studying for my MCAT (Medical College Admissions Test) exam and getting many essays written and prepared for my medical school applications. I also had been blessed to become apart of a tremendous group of students through the University of Minnesota’s Medical School called, Minnesota’s Future Doctors Scholars Program and that summer of 2010 they provided us with a prep course for our MCAT, the Princeton Review and gave us many workshops and writing tutors to give us pointers on our applications. They had also supplied me with many other healthcare experiences, shadowing and workshops. I applied to many different schools, wanting to keep all of my options open, not knowing what door the Lord could possibly open for me. I applied to US MD programs (allopathic medicine), DO programs (osteopathic medicine) and later on, a couple Caribbean MD schools (with the prodding and encouragement of my pre-med advisor and director of MFD’s). I was so relieved to have the application cycle behind me but the waiting was extremely difficult! The rejection letters were disappointing receive, but I continued to believe and trust the Lord knew what was best for me. I was willing to give it all up, that was my prayer all along, if it wasn’t what I was suppose to do, then Lord close the doors for me, so I know, or if it is still your will for my life, then allow me to get in to the exact school you want me to attend.


I was hopeful to attend med-school somewhere close to home, so I could be in decent proximity to my family and have the support of them and my church, but little did I know the Lord would be calling me to a place (the farthest school away from home that I applied to) so very far away, about 3,000 miles … St. George’s University Medical School on the island of Grenada in the Caribbean! Wow! I am extremely interested in getting experience and getting involved in short term global medicine, overseas work and medical missions in the future. With trips to Mexico and a life changing missions trip to Jamaica, I have a greater appreciation for the luxuries we have in the US. I became even more aware of disparities worldwide with my involvement and degree I received in my Reconciliation Studies work. I know we have many needs here in the US too, but I have a heart for missions as well as for the people here. I am extremely excited for the path God has me on and further adventures that lie ahead for me, looking forward to see how the Lord will continue to move and work, to open new doors of opportunity in my future and medicine! I came to Grenada August 3, 2010, completed the first portion of my combined degree program to get my Masters in Public Health (MPH) and Medical Doctor (MD) degrees. I have been here over two years now, and I will be wrapping up my work here next fall, 2013 where I am doing all of my lecture or didactic training and lab work, and then I will come back to the states to take the first of many Board Exams, and then complete my last 2 years of clinical medical rotations in the different areas of medicine. I ask that you please continue keep me in your prayers as I continue on this exciting journey!


This journey, with my sister and my previous service in healthcare, has taught me so much.  My life is incredibly rich and full. Going through what I have, as a physician, when I sit across from my patients, I know I can offer help, hope, laughter and comfort during their time of need. We are here in this world to help one another. For me there is an inner peace I have when I am serving others. It thrills me inside to know I am contributing to the comfort they need and trying my hardest to better the outcome of their situation. I look forward to being able to bond with, establish and develop meaningful relationships with my patients, trying to make a difference in this world, with the strength and help of the Lord. Through these experiences, and especially the day I left the doctor’s office with my sister, I undoubtedly knew, with no hesitation, and felt more than ever before, with even more perseverance and determination, that I wanted to continue on this path pursuing my dream to become the best physician a patient, like my sister, could ever ask or hope for.


here’s a little bit on me ...

favorites ...


  1. Lord & Saviour-JESUS

  2. family

  3. church

  4. friends

  5. baby girl, sadie

  6. singing

  7. traveling

  8. school/science

  9. biology, i’m a geek, lol

  10. scrap-booking

  11. reading

  12. cooking

  13. listening to music

  14. flowers

  15. collecting things ...

  16. pink, green, purple, red, black/white

  17. home-schooled

  18. minnesota

  19. texas

  20. good food, yum :)


 

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