Personal Narrative: Hi Medicine

I was never a kid that knew who I would become when I grow up. My interests ranged from wanting to become an interior designer to having a strong desire of becoming a pilot. I was often surrounded by healthcare professionals but I never imagined myself striving to become one. Little did I know that I would end up at a stage in my life where I would be sure about pursuing a career in healthcare. Although I have decided on my career path, I have yet to discover a particular field within healthcare that grabs my interest. The RA Internship will help me learn more about medicine and help me find a right field of study through clinical research experience and monthly lectures offered to me as an intern. Though this opportunity I will be able to

Week three in clinical was difficult for me, I had a great experience overall but I hated seeing and holding a baby that had passed away at 21 weeks. To know what the family could possibly be going through was heartbreaking. I wouldn’t exactly know what to do if I was with the patient and her family exactly. I do know that I did place her in the room when she was admitted to triage. I do feel good about seeing the scenario play out, while being a student rather than being in the field alone. Other than that I was able to see the beginning stage of labor as well as a C-section. Everyone was so bent out of shape on making sure I eat and that I don’t faint, but it seriously wasn’t bad. As a matter of fact I was too intrigued with the mother rather

Today clinical was a good experience, I go to do couple of things today. In the morning I attended some call lights and helped with breakfast trays. To understand more about the patients, when I brought their breakfast tray to them I chat with them a bit to get to know them. RN Norma asked me to feed Ms. EM and I fed her and maintained caring. I did total patient care for two patients, and one of them was Ms. B. I did her assessment and by interviewing Ms. B, I was able to establish what is important to her and her emotional being. I also saw signs of severe pitting edema, 4 + /8mm on bilateral lower extremities. That was good to see because I have never seen it on an actual patient before, and I kept it professionalism. I assessed Ms. B

My first week went really well! I was definately both nervous and excited on the first day. I was nervous because I wasn't sure how the clinic would run and I quickly learned that it is a very fast paced clinic. My CI sees patients every 15 minutes and he is both the only PT there and the owner of the clinic. I have been learning a lot about PT treatments as well as the buisness side of the PT clinic. He has a lot of PT aides that help with exercises and setting patients up with ice and stim ect. The fast paced clinic was definately something I had to get used to. I was a little overwhelmed when we would just start with a patient and a new patient would walk in the door. However, there is a very good flow in the clinic and everyone is always

Ms. A frowned as she pointed at my name tag. My face was familiar to her, but she could not quite remember who I was or why I was sitting next to her.

Today in clinical, I offered a male patient to perform a full bed bath. It was my first time performing a full bed bath on a male and the thought of this made me feel a little nervous because I had only practiced this task in the simulation lab and the thought of performing peri-care on the male gender was intimidating. I began to gather my items and throughly think about how I would normally perform a bed bath on a female and the difference of genital areas. As I brought the items into the room, my patient was friendly and helpful in directing his preferences of which areas he wanted to be washed first. His friendly personality made me calm down in a situation where I would normally be on my toes, as I was not thinking about my

My love for medical didnt always start out this way.When i was elementary I started off wanting to pursue the dreams of being a teacher. I was always fascinated by the way teacher cared and teached.at the end of elementary i decided that being a teacher was not for me. As I entered middle school I join a choice program and got accepted to a middle school that had a medical program. Is this medical program at the middle school we learned about the basics of anatomy and physiology. I didn’t get to finish my middle school medical due to the fact that I wanted to skip a grade. I had failed a grade level in elementary and was always a grade level Behind . I refuse to let this make me graduate late so I decided to go to school that would help

The phone was ringing as I stepped into my house. My mother picked up the phone without realizing she would shortly be sent to her knees. She yelled for me to get into the car and we rushed into the hospital. As hectic as the situation felt, time seemed to pass by very slow in that car. We finally arrived to the hospital to find my father nervously talking to the doctor. I learned that my brother had been brutally beaten up by a couple of teenagers on his way home from school and, as a result, had lost most of his teeth.

Three years ago my grandpa got very sick, and was admitted into Hospice. Every day I watched as CNA’s and nurses took care of him, helping our family. The support of those caregivers made me want to be a CNA for the summer, and possibly pursue a career in the medical field. Helping people has always been a passion of mine. The happiness I feel by helping others, is what I strive for. Compassion and kindness are two of my most valued traits. I would not be the person I am today without them.

When individuals think of dead people, images of loved ones might scroll through their brain or perhaps they are reminded of the infamous quote, “I see dead people” from the movie, The Sixth Sense. However, for me, the two words evoke a momentous memory in which I inspected cadavers. I was a teenager at the time, attending a summer medical program and it seemed as if I had entered the gates of heaven or simply put, the gates of Georgetown University. I had always wanted to pursue a career in medicine, and this was evident in second grade when I dressed up as a doctor for career day. It was sensational strutting around in my immaculate, white lab coat and using my Fisher Price stethoscope to “hear” the other students’ heartbeats. I felt the

Allied Health was my first real exposure to the medical process, and allowed me to gain a clear picture of why I believe I would excel in this profession. The first semester of Allied Health was spent in the classroom, pouring over basic medical practices, medical terminology, and anatomy. Before this, I had known subjectively that being a doctor meant knowing a lot of stuff, but I was unprepared for the overwhelming amount of objective information Dr. Lynott taught us for two hours each day. Going into her office one day to inquire about a poor grade, I remember asking "Is it really this much studying to be a doctor?" Her immediate response has shaped my idea of what it means to be a medical doctor to this day. "When a patient is on the table, that much studying could mean the

I have strong communication skills, both written and verbal, which I have gained throughout my working career and studies.

My initial interest in medicine all started when a blood vessel in my nose burst, which caused continuous nose bleeding. I watched my mother struggled financially to bring me to the doctor. The feeling of utter helplessness caused my mom to believe that she would lose me to the heavy bleeding. Eventually, I went to a specialist who provided treatment that sealed the broken blood vessel. I still remember the iodoform smell of the hospital. The atmosphere was completely different. The seats were plush and every surface was dustless. The nurses were friendly and they moved with a serene purposefulness from room to room on their rounds. There were vases of flowers and beautiful framed pieces of art on the walls. The doctor in his white long coat

My contact with medicine had started six weeks before I was born to this world when my mother, pregnant with me, almost died in that terrible car accident if not for the skill of the doctor, on spot, who rescued us both. The story of the miraculous event was my childhood mantra. In my eyes, physicians were Angels sent to spread God's boons to mankind.

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