I could still remember vividly how I got myself into the kind of research that I'm doing currently.
Eight years ago, I made up my mind to continue my study by research. For a very simple reason that someday I could contribute to society and mankind, I decided to work on human diseases. I chose colorectal cancer as my research subject because my grandma was a victim of the disease herself.
The more I research on cancer, the more I realise that I'm getting further away from curing patients because cancer is really a very complex disease. I sometimes do doubt if things I do really matter or mean anything to anybody. I mean if I were to work on other stuffs, perhaps I could see better, promising future?
I'm still doubtful whether I've made the right decision to continue working on cancer research for my PhD (or maybe for the rest of my life) if not until yesterday when someone in my extended family was diagnosed with liver cancer, with half or less than a year to live.
It came as a shocking news to everyone in the family. But it also made us realise how important health is, and how short life could be so we should be spending every moment wisely. It also reminds me of my own initial intention -why in the first place I chose to do research on human diseases.
We all do what we can.
2 comments:
all the best
million pieces make a whole picture, but the picture is a corner of a whole universe...
No matter how, you complete one piece of it :)
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