I’m Nate, a fourth-year medical student in the South. When I was a kid, I wanted to be an astronaut until I saw Apollo 13. James Bond inspired in me a desire to be a spy, but I was hampered in my quest by a terrible poker face. After graduating from the University of North Carolina in 2010, I first tried out clinical psychology research as a career and hated it. Rediscovering a passion for medicine, I enrolled in a postbac program to knock out all the premed requirements, then worked for a year in health policy research before matriculating to medical school.
I’m a pilot, a terrible pianist, and ex-Lego-building artist. An accident-prone kid, I’ve been to the ER (as a patient) with enough mileage to put my mother on a first-name basis with the triage nurse and have a built-in affinity for any kid who falls off a skateboard/bike/barrel/horse.
Every day is a great day to be a Tar Heel.