#44

The occupation I dream as a child was to be a veterinarian. I loved animals growing up and in my mind the perfect job was to work with animals. Then when I was growing up I realized that I am allergic to cats, guinea pigs, and some types of dogs. When I got older I realized that it wouldn’t be possible because I would break out in hives all the time. If I stuck to that I would be miserable. I would be overdosing on benadryl just about everyday. I wouldn’t be happy in that work force, but I don’t think I would even be able to make it through training in this job. The thing is I knew I was allergic when I was younger but I just didn’t care. I still wanted to work with animals, but as reality has set in, I realized that it can’t even be possible. I want to go into more detail, and explain how my life would be, but I wanted something that wasn’t even possible for my body. But when I had that epiphany, is when I decided to switch to nursing. I’m not allergic to humans, thankfully. If my body did not hate animals, then I would still be considering that possibility of veterinarian, but I sometimes think about how I would be bitten by the animals. Then I realize people might also have the tendency to bite me. Either one of these professions do not have the best odds for me, but nonetheless, I am still going to go into nursing.