I owe everything to my home village/clan, for pooling their resources to have me educated.
I was pushed, or encouraged, into the field by my parents, one of whom may have been a doctor.
My professor is the most important person in the world to me.
My patients are my everything- losing one of them is like dying, but it never ends.
I took up the profession because someone close to me died of something treatable.
I started my training alone from texts I obtained by my own means.