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From the time I was a very small child, around five or six, I had a pretty good idea that I wanted to become an engineer.  I loved to build things and come up with new, innovative ways to do things.  I spent countless hours in the playroom in my basement playing with Legos and other sorts or blocks.  At the time I defiantly had no idea what an engineer did exactly but I knew they got to build things and other things of that nature.  When school started I loved math, which I found was very important to be successful in engineering.  It would seem that I had a foolproof plan in wanting to pursue engineering.  In somewhere between my 8th grade and freshman year of high school I took a second look at my career path.  I thought about being a doctor or something in the medical field.  The next few years I bounced back and forth on what I wanted to go to school for.  During my sophomore year of high school my uncle died with complications with a broken ankle.  A device he was using did not do the proper job.  This got me thinking what would be the best path to choose than.  My thoughts immediately went to becoming a doctor because they help people in medical situations.  It hit me biomedical engineering because they make the kinds of devices to help doctors.  This was the perfect bridge between what I wanted to do build things and help people. Another idea I had was finding out that my aunt had MS.  I remember pain that it brought to not only me, her god son, but to her own family.  The last thing is something I'm currently living through which id my families high blood pressure.