For the third time this year, a doctor asked:

“Are you studying medicine?”

Sir, I’m literally in 10th grade, but thank you.

Thank you for seeing the doctor in me before the world tries to hide her.

I can explain symptoms better than most adults.

I ask questions medical students supposedly ask.

I understand anatomy diagrams without crying.

I point out medical issues even the doctors are missing.

I literally spew medical jargon all day.

Maybe I’m meant for this field.

Maybe it’s in my blood.

Maybe destiny laughs when she sees how many obstacles stand between me and that white coat.

Definitely that last one…sigh.