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Jun 14

I am motivated.

The resilience of the human body body is fascinating. I think it is imperative to reflect on the complexity of the detailed inner workings that keep me alive. It is grounding.
Having said that, what is arguably more remarkable than the human body itself, is the human spirit when the human body turns on itself.

My mother has endured relapse and remitting Multiple Sclerosis my entire life. Multiple Sclerosis is an auto-immune neurodegenerative disease which breaks down the myelin shielding the neurons of the central nervous system. In short, the immune system that is set up to protect one malfunctions and instead breaks down the function of one’s nerves. I have watched my mother’s own body break her down and build her back up. It is a painful cycle. At a young age this was difficult to watch and confusing for me, but my mother’s spirit resonated with hope. She would remind our family, even when she could not stand, that the progression of the disease is relatively slow and she hopes that research progress is faster. As I have gotten older, I have gotten better at dealing with the more difficult times and have honestly used science as a coping mechanism. It is so frustrating to see a disease break a loved one done, but it makes me feel better to understand the bio-mechanisms behind it.

As I have matured and gotten more in depth into my studies, this coping mechanism has been transformed into a passion. I have further molded things that used to sadden me, to now motivate me. I have worked in many different research labs since my junior year of high school to the present, 3 of which have been focused on Multiple Sclerosis. I am currently working on a research project that focuses on the role of sphingolipid enzymes in the cerebrospinal fluid of MS patients. This research paves the way for a faster diagnostic test for potential MS patients. Overall, seeing the triumphs and tragedies my mother has gone through has made me delve deeper into the science world. MS is a disease without a clear cause and no cure. The world needs people who are willing to dedicate their lives to uncovering the dynamics of these auto-immune diseases. I am motivated.

 


16
Jun 14

The freedom to make a mistake.

It is really easy to remember the feeling of an embarrassing moment. With the blush of my cheeks, it feels etched into my skin and memory. For this reason, when I make a mistake, it stays with me. This sounds painful but it my recent job I recognize the power this has.

Instead of passively being giving instructions to follow, in my job I am constantly encouraged to navigate on my own but that if I make a mistake, it is okay. I come into work and I have a task but there is no step by step recipe. Initially this made me feel uncomfortable. I felt like I was getting set up to fail. How was I supposed to learn something I had never done without instructions?  However now I realize all of the more that I learn when I get to go into uncharted territory, recognizing the amount of concentration and thought a task requires without a guide manual.

Inevitably, I make the wrong decision now and again. It feels uncomfortable naturally.  I get embarrassed; I am human. Yet within these mistakes is something more substantial and I gain more, than anything I would have learned had my boss just given me instructions. I am learning to become accountable, to problem-solve, to understand myself under stress and pressure. And because the pain of making a mistake is powerful the first time, it brings my consciousness to a new level the next time I attempt it.

I am learning to fail greatly.

 


10
Jun 14

Blurred Lines (No, I am not referencing Robin Thicke)

One of the most rewarding aspects of my summer fellowship is that it is blurring the lines between work and play. I have talked to many professionals in the past who discuss how they do not feel like they are working while they are at their jobs because they love it so much. While I found these comments inspiring, hearing them before often instilled some fear and anxiety in me, questioning whether I would ever find a job I was as passioned about. While I love school, to me it feels that it is meant to constantly challenge you; I learned to work hard and manage stress through my education. I love learning but it requires a lot of intense academic vigor very different than my version of “play. I would feel rewarded when my hard work paid off and I felt happy, but it was a very different than relaxing with friends. When people would tell stories of loving their work this much, it was very hard for me to relate or understand.
However this summer I am combining academic intensity with true passion. It is only my second week in lab and I feel incredible excitement on my way to work. In the past week, I have worked three 12 hour days, not because I felt the need to impress my boss, but because I was so engrossed in my work and I was eager to see the results of my experiment.
My research is focused on Multiple Sclerosis, a disease that is very close to heart, with my mom enduring it. My project specifically deals with uncovering a better way of diagnosing MS through cerebrospinal fluid. Currently, the only concrete diagnostic tool for MS is to take and MRI and view the white “plaques” on a patients brain.
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These plaques confirm the diagnosis of MS. The trouble with this however, is that some people suffering from MS may not acquire plaques until 5 to 10 years after the onset of the disease. This inhibits their ability to take drugs that may slow down the progression of the disease.
My project will take us closer to being able to measure MS biomarkers within cerebrospinal fluid at a very early stage of the disease.
Everyday I am curious. Everyday I just want to contribute to this progress.

05
Jun 14

My love affair with Trains.

“I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.” -Anna Funder

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One of my favorite songs used to “Stop this train” by John Mayer. In it, John Mayer sings,

Stop this train

I wanna get off and go home again

I can’t take the speed it’s moving in

I know I can’t, but honestly

Won’t someone stop this train?”

These lyrics used to resonate with me. The overwhelming feeling of being pushed forward into a life where you are unsure. There have been moments where I wish the march forward would retreat. However with time I have realized that within these pushes forward is when I grow the most. In contrast to the John Mayer song which uses trains to reflects the anxiety of growing up, I now resonate more strongly with the quote featured above by Anna Funder. Train rides are now times when I can reflect on my adventures, stare at the window and admire the course I am on.

“…for this moment, I know where I am going”.


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