Medical Scrubs Collection is dedicated to recognizing the individuals who go above and beyond to help others every day. To show our appreciation for these hard working individuals, MSC has decided to Pay it Forward by creating an annual scholarship opportunity for students studying in any health or medical-related field. MSC’s scholarship will provide each applicant with a chance to win $1000 towards their college tuition by answering one question:
Now that the deadline for 2019 has ended, our scholarship judges have chosen six finalists, whose work is posted below. The final scholarship winner will be chosen based on a combination of our judges’ scores and the number of votes received, and will be announced shortly.
The Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship will be awarded to the applicant with the winning submission for the thousand dollar question. When the deadline has passed, Medical Scrubs Collection judges will choose five to ten submissions that best fit the criteria for the MSC Scholarship question: What inspired you to pursue a career in helping others? The submissions of these finalists will be posted on Medical Scrubs Collection’s website, where voting will be open to the public. The final winner will be determined by a combination of judges' scores and the number of votes.
Applicants for the Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship must meet the following criteria:
Although all students with the above criteria are welcome to apply for this scholarship, preference will be given to students with a physical disability.
Your submission should tell us what inspired you to pursue a degree in the medical field. Submissions should be your own unique work and cannot be published anywhere else online.
You may choose to complete one of the following projects:
Finalists will be chosen by Medical Scrubs Collection judges and notified after the submission deadline has passed. If your submission was chosen as one of our finalists, be sure to reach out to your family, friends and social media contacts and ask them to come to this page and vote for your submission.
There is no application form from Medical Scrubs Collection; all you need to send in is your project, a high school or college transcript, and the information listed below.
MEDICAL SCRUBS COLLECTION
Attn: Scholarship Department
1665 Corporate Road West
Lakewood, NJ 08701
Congratulations to Corrie Crump, the winner of the Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship 2018! The Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship committee wishes her much success with her studies as she works toward becoming a Certified Nurse Midwife. Her winning submission, as well as the submissions of our other finalists for 2018, can be viewed here.
Congratulations to Alli Schlosser, the winner of the Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship 2017! The Medical Scrubs Collection Scholarship committee wishes her much success with her studies as she works toward a Doctorate in Physical Therapy. Her winning submission, as well as the submissions of our other finalists for 2017, can be viewed here.
My older brother is my motivation for going into the medical field. I was never able to experience that normal sibling relationship with my brother. My brother did not walk or talk. He only lived 12 short years. This is last professional picture that was taken of the three of us. My mom had these made for my dad for Father’s Day 2009 and Edward was gone before the next Father’s Day. He passed away on May 14,2010. He had a long list of diagnosis but the main was Lennox Gastaut syndrome. After watching my brothers life, it has inspired me to go into the medical field as a physician assistant to possibly help children like my brother. Thank you for this incredible opportunity to tell you about Edward.
Since elementary school, I was certain that I wanted to pursue a career in the medical field. Not only have I always loved to assist people, my hospital experience and the tragic death of my grandfather contributed to my marvelous career decision.
The summer before the start of fifth grade, on Father’s Day, my grandfather John Sandlin died due to a stroke. He inhabited many health issues that branched off from one matter: high blood pressure. I was nine years old when he died. Coming home from Georgia with my dad to be told my grandfather is no longer with us crushed my nine year old heart. Months before he died, I slept over at his house. Together, we watched the new show Saving Hope. I uttered to him “Granddaddy, I’m going to be a doctor one day and relieve you of your problems.” After he died, I felt as if it was my destiny to fulfill those words I spoke to him. Not only that, I grew curious of the sickness that killed my grandfather. Initially, I longed to hate it. Then, I longed to study it. Now, I long to cure it. I desire to find ways to help save the lives of another person’s loved one. It fascinates me that one day I’ll be prolonging the life of mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, aunts, uncles, grandfathers, and grandmothers.
Due to a mosquito bite on my nose that I scratched , I was hospitalized in June of 2014. One morning I woke up with a swollen nose as red as Rudolph the reindeer’s. While at the doctor’s office, I was diagnosed with a staph infection. The very next day my lip was as big as the Pacific Ocean. Returning to the doctor, he concluded to immediately admit me into Russell Medical Center. A straw was placed through my upper lip into my nose to allow complete drainage of the infection. Once I was relieved of MRSA, I was told I could have died from it and I was stronger than most adults that undergo the same thing. I was astonished how I shifted from possibly dying to completely healthy again. An amazing physician allowed me to see another day. My doctor is the reason why I am still a living entity on Earth. Dr. Tyler saved my life. I long to do that to someone else’s life.
As my doctor and nurses walked in and out of my room, I observed their roles in the hospital. They all had one thing in common: providing the best care for me while ensuring I felt as comfortable as possible. My caregivers made me feel like I was at home and distracted me from pain while saving my life. I love people as well as the science of the human body. It just makes sense to combine the two by becoming a physician that saves one’s life while allowing he or she to encounter the same peaceful experience as I did.
I started my education in Sao Paulo, Brazil, as a kindergarten student. School was exciting to me as early as my first day, and made even more exciting when I became best friends with Alexandra. At the completion of kindergarten, Alexandra and I parted ways for the summer and made pinky-promises that we would remain best friends in first grade. When first grade began, I was devastated to realize that Alexandra was not in my class. I looked for her on the playground. I looked for her in the cafeteria at lunch. I scanned all of the other first grade classes we passed in the halls looking for my best friend. When I got home from school, I was greeted by my mother with devastating news. Alexandra's mother had written mine and explained that Alexandra had leukemia.
Alexandra and her entire family left Brazil to seek medical treatment in Houston, Texas. As a young child, I could not understand any of this. What is leukemia? Why do children get sick? Why is it preferable to seek specialized medical treatment in a place like Houston, Texas compared to Sao Paulo, Brazil? From then on, I made a vow to myself to learn more.
Throughout elementary, middle, and high school, I remained a focused student. During high school, I explored social events, sports, and what I might like to study at university. Though for some this transition proves difficult; to me it was very clear. Since the loss of my friend Alexandra as a young child, I wanted to be a pediatric nurse.
When I started nursing school at Michigan State University, I was pleased to learn that it was ranked number one in 2005 for undergraduate studies abroad. After my first year, I spent the summer studying global health in Ghana. There, I performed community health assessments and learned about barriers to accessing quality health care. Also, I learned about tropical diseases that are not part of traditional curriculum in BSN programs in the United States.
The next summer, I was involved in a community outreach program in Mexico where I served as a student leader to the group. These international experiences in concert with nursing in the classroom birthed an interest in global health and community service.
Upon graduating with my Bachelor's of Science in Nursing, I was offered many jobs in critical care. Among them, pediatric critical care spoke to me. My first job as a PICU nurse trained me in pediatric open heart surgery critical care, pediatric traumas, and childhood diseases with advanced complications. I gained tremendously from these on-the-ground experiences, enhanced by the critical thinking skills I learned school. After I became proficient in my field, I was recruited frequently for my pediatric cardiac surgery critical care skill set. This opened the door to life as a travel nurse where each term of employment lasts from three to six months. Travel nurses are recruited for an accomplished skill set in their specialty and they help address staff shortages. Now, I was able to help serve hospitals and well as children during their time of need. In between contracts, I had free time to travel and volunteer abroad. Finally, I had the opportunity to marry my passions between global health, pediatric populations, nursing and travel.
After achieving proficiency in my field, I wanted more. I craved to learn the nuances of other nursing specialties. Both my professional and personal growth have continued as I broadened my experiences. Nursing is an amazing field for its diversity and flexibility. I feel so fortunate to be a part of this profession that allows access and experience in other fields such as outpatient surgery, orthopedics, adult critical care, code team, cosmetics and dermatology.
Pursuing a master's degree in Nursing Education feels like a natural next step. My vision for educating other nurses will go further with the training I will receive from Western Governor's University. The skills I learn here will make me more relevant to developing sustainable healthcare programs for vulnerable children. Learning more, and helping others with what I learn, would fulfill my earliest childhood quest and make my friend Alexandra proud.
Following you will find a photo of me as a volunteer pediatric cardiac critical care nurse in Tehran, Iran, with Novick Cardiac Alliance. Organizations and events such as this have inspired me to pursue higher education in nursing, as the focus of volunteerism is sustainable and education-based.
This is a picture of me and one of my many foster brothers. He came to my family with a broken skull and several other fractured bones in his body. I want to be a nurse so that I can help children, and adults, in need of protecting against other family members. I want to be able to see them through the physical healing process of their problem, as well as the emotional healing from all of the trauma.
A Time to Remember As a caregiver to my grandmother, I learned to accept the hardships of life and use these adversities as an advantage. My career aspirations became greatly inspired by my grandmother’s disability and so I’ve sought to find a profession in the medical field. I find that taking care of an Alzheimer’s patient as a teenager is a huge achievement in life. Not only was I helping someone I truly cared about, but I also took on a huge responsibility that most people wouldn’t have done because of the sacrifice.
A majority of the population who suffer from mental health problems resides in nursing homes today, but instead of my grandmother becoming a part of those statistics she was cared for by her loving daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughters. Yes, I would say that being a primary caregiver has caused me to miss out on some important aspects of my teenage years, but through it all, I was able to do something that most teenagers could never say they’ve done. I was able to learn about the effects of Alzheimer’s disease first hand and I was also given the chance to make a huge impact on my grandmother’s life. During high school, I took rigorous classes that required one hundred percent of my concentration. I always strived to make excellent grades in all of my courses and become as involved with my school as much as possible, and at the same time, provide care for my grandmother. Although it was extremely hard for me to balance my education and personal life, I was able to overcome this obstacle and continue to better myself, my community and my grandmother.
My grandmother never believed that there was anything wrong with her mind but rather with the minds of everyone else in the house. She never accepted the fact that she was slowly depreciating mentally and physically so she always tried to prove to us that she could still do daily tasks on her own. She once tried to cook food for the family but ended up starting a minor fire, she tried to make coffee by mixing creamer, sugar, cold water, and coffee grinds in a cup that she would soon forget and leave on the countertop, and she would microwave foods wrapped in foil and sometimes even nonfood items. Although she meant well, she became a hazard to herself and everyone else living here so we took safety precautions and baby-proofed the house. A typical day in my household usually consisted of trying to navigate my grandmother throughout her home. Because her illness had progressed, it became impossible for her to walk, talk, and eat. I remember one day I was showering my grandmother and she just started crying out of nowhere. I was confused as to why she was crying so I called my mother into the room. My mom asked her what was wrong but my grandmother refused to answer. My mother asked her if she was tired or hurting but still, she didn’t answer. So then my mother asked her, “ Are you crying because your granddaughter is having to bathe you?” and then my grandmother burst into more tears. I knew her circumstance wasn’t her fault so I had no right to be mad at her and the way she broke down in the shower made me break out into tears.
I would never wish Alzeheimer’s disease on my worst enemy because it’s a very heart-churning experience for the victim and their loved ones. There have been many emotional break downs during the time of taking care of my grandmother, but I’ve always tried to stay strong for myself and her. On April 16th, 2019, my grandmother slipped into a medically induced coma and a day later she passed away. Caregiving may have been a difficult task, but I was honored to have been there for my grandmother and make the last few years of her life enjoyable. Out of all my accomplishments and achievements in life, I would say that this is the one I am most proud of. Over the four years, I’ve learned many techniques and strategies. I’ve learned how to use a gate belt and sliding board to transport the patient, heel protector boots to keep blood clots and pressure points from developing, and types of medications used for Alzheimer’s patients. I learned how to bathe and clothe the patient in bed as well as turn them every two hours. I even learned how to healthily cope with these circumstances physically and mentally. Although this is not the “norm” of a teenage lifestyle, I was still able to gain a lot from this experience. I now know some of the things required of me as I seek a profession in the medical field and strive to bring awareness to mental health problems. With my experience and my desire to further my education, I plan to become a walking testimony for those who may be going through a challenging moment in their lives.
I first met Mrs. Patton when I was in seventh grade at Deer Creek-Mackinaw Junior High. Mrs. Patton oversaw the science department, and she was my homeroom teacher that year. My life was filled with an instant joy from the moment I interacted with Mrs. Patton. She lit up every room with her enthusiasm for life. Mrs. Patton ignited a fire in me to always yearn for more. From the beginning of each day to the end, her joy never wavered. She was relentless in her pursuit of opening my eyes to the world of knowledge that came with science. Mrs. Patton embodied what it meant to love your job to the point where it never felt like you had to work. She had a passion for teaching and it was contagious in her students. I always enjoyed school, but it was Mrs. Patton that planted a seed in me about science that has only flourished since. I looked forward to homeroom and science class every day because I could be in her presence and feel her passion spread through the classroom.
During the winter, Mrs. Patton missed class for a week. We walked into class that day and knew something was wrong. Mrs. Patton would never miss class if she did not have to. With each day that passed, we grew more concerned until we discovered the news. Mrs. Patton was beginning her fight against melanoma. She returned to the classroom and the first thing she did when she walked through the door was smile. Despite the prognosis she was given earlier, she came in with the same energy that she came in with all year. She was battling cancer and not only returned to teach, but came back even harder. Mrs. Patton taught us a lot about science, but it does not compare to what she taught us about life. She attacked each day with an energy declaring that she was going to make this day the best one yet. One of the greatest lessons she taught me is when life comes at you hard and knocks you down, you get right back up and go back at it harder. She looked a challenge in the eye with a smile on her face and said, “Try me.”
Mrs. Patton used all of the fight inside her to battle melanoma but it was too advanced to overcome. She passed away that summer. Despite her physical absence, her spirit filled the classroom. Her spirit lives inside me to this day and is a driving force behind my approach to life. Because of her, I attack each day with the confidence that I can make a difference. She sparked a light inside of me to dream big dreams and to chase after them until they are mine. When something does not go as planned in my life, I think of the day she returned to class after being diagnosed and I immediately know that I have to return with a fight stronger than it was before. With Mrs. Patton’s influence on my life, I have been able to accomplish numerous goals and impact the lives of those around me. With her influence, I will continue to pursue my wildest dreams and do it with a joy that reminds me of her.
Times of trial throughout life allow a person to learn the most about themselves. The biggest trial in my life helped me determine the career I want to pursue. During a soccer game my junior year of high school, I felt an excruciatingly painful pop in my knee. Numerous doctors appointments following my injury determined that I had torn my ACL, and I was sent in to have surgery on my injured knee. A day following surgery, I anxiously went to my first physical therapy appointment. My nerves were instantly calmed when the therapist assured me that life would be back to normal before I knew it. She helped me recover completely and come back to soccer stronger than I was before. I could not have gotten through what I consider some of the worst moments in my life without the help of my physical therapist always encouraging and inspiring me.
Not only is it important to have physical therapy but also psychological therapy. Having a serious injury that involves much recovery can be devastating and difficult at times. I would often catch myself feeling discouraged and worried about trying to make a complete recovery for the next soccer season. However, my physical therapist encouraged and inspired me through it all. Each session she would reassure me that I was on the road to a great recovery and that this would make me stronger than ever.
Going through many strenuous weeks of physical therapy helped me come to a conclusion as to what career I wanted to pursue. I want to be able to help injured athletes going through the toughest times of their athletic career by helping the athlete recover through physical therapy. After graduating with my intended major in exercise science, my goal is to go on to get my Doctorate in Physical Therapy. Seeing how much my therapist helped, encouraged, and strengthened me inspired me to want to do the same for other athletes and people with disabilities. Tearing my ACL may have been a painful and trying experience, but it lead me to the realization of the career I want to pursue in life.
At a recent soccer game, I felt another pop in my knee followed by raging pain. Instantly, I knew I had retorn my ACL. Devastating set in as I realized my high school soccer career was over. Once again, I will have to go through another surgery and months of recovering through physical therapy. However, this time around I am not worried about my recovery. My past experience with physical therapy left such a positive impact on me, and I know my physical therapist will once again do everything she can to help me make another full recovery.
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