A few years ago, my Grandmother passed away. She died of stomach cancer. I never knew cancer could kill someone so quick; she died about 8 months after we found out she had cancer. I guess in a way I was in denial about her dying; up to that point there wasn’t any disease a family member had that didn’t get cured to some extent, why should cancer be different? The whole time I believed she would eventually recover, right up to the point when I found out she had passed away.
About a year before this happened I had taken a Biotechnology class in High School. It was probably the most rewarding and challenging thing I ever did in High School. That class was very difficult- I worked harder on that class alone than any other class that semester. In fact, I worked harder academically at that class than any other class in my life. And yet for all my hours of study and tutoring by the teacher, I left with a ‘C’ (I wasn’t in any way disappointed- the class was a blast it was just extremely difficult.)
One of the excersises we did in the class was get into groups. Each group was a biotech R&D group. We were trying to find a protein that could cure stomach cancer. I found the assignment very interesting and our group actually did extremely well after animal tests showed the effectiveness of each group’s batch.
When my grandmother passed away, I had this guilty feeling that I was working on an excersize that was to be a cure for the same disease my grandmother succumbed to. I kind of felt like perhaps there was more I could have done. Did these magic cancer-curing South American leaves really exist? I didn’t know. The one thing the teacher never mentioned was whether or not these excersises were based on actual events/research.
I feel guilty that in the ‘simulation’ of class, I was part of a group that was the closest to curing stomach cancer, and yet in real life my grandmother died of it. Perhaps that is why I did not decide to pursue the biotech career field; the fact that people are dying because I can’t come up with a cure fast enough would weigh heavily on my concience. (that and I suck at math
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