Personal Narrative: Hi Medicine

I took an Anatomy class my Junior year, and I really liked it. I had always maintained an A in the class. It was very fascinating learning about the body. There are so many things that I didn’t even know and this got me more interested in obtaining a career in the medical field. When I was younger, I had always wanted to be a doctor. When I entered high school , I sort of changed my mind. I was doubting in become a doctor because it was going to take to many years. I wasn't sure if it was going to be worth it but now I am. This year I decided to take a medical terminology class and a medical assistant front office class. I'm so happy that I decided to take them because now I know for sure I want to study in the medical field . These subjects

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

Nigeria, 2001, I awakened startled with people screaming indiscriminately. My dad's head was bleeding profusely, and my cousin, sitting in the passenger seat was bleeding from his neck. There were shards of shattered windshield everywhere. I was in the backseat uninjured but scared. This commotion was the aftermath of a car accident involving my dad, my cousin and me, while he was driving us to school. Next, we were rushed to the hospital, however, upon arrival, we were refused treatment until we paid an admissions fee. This practice was common in my country. Although the incident was disturbing, it drove me towards a career in healthcare, mainly working with patients who have a difficulty affording their medical care.

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

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

Growing up I dreamed of becoming a physician because of my family’s extensive medical history that has always kept us familiar with the hospital setting. Watching television shows such as House and Grey’s Anatomy glamourized the career in that it showed physicians who often made decisions independently of the patient and without patient consent. In the end, they were always right. This idea provided the basis of my thinking of how doctors operate in a hospital. Years later when I joined the healthcare field my experiences would change these initial impressions.

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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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