A Day For A Hospital Volunteer

My second clinical day took place on September 24th, 2015 at Saint Barnabas Hospital in Livingston, New Jersey. My preceptor Maria Brilhante, MSN, RN, allowed me to observe the morning huddle that took place with all the nurse managers that are in the hospital. The purpose of this huddle was to keep the director of nursing informed about the census on each unit. I found this processed to be very uniformed and professional because the DON was engaged. The day went on with me attending meetings on how managers could implement plans to contain cost for the hospital. Maria did her daily rounds on her patients and her nursing staff. She has a folder that contains papers on how each nurse is progressing from the time they get off orientation. Her motto to the nurses is, “You are good at what you do, so when I coach don’t take offense. I am only trying to get you to be great”. This boost their confidence which I thought to be important.

Medical volunteerism is an activity where someone or a group of people does a task in the medical field voluntarily without pay, particularly in an underdeveloped country that is lacking medical professionals. This topic relates to a STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering, & Mathmatics) class this semester because we had a discussion over the ethics of medical volunteerism. Ethical questions do arise from this topic. There are countless discussion questions of who benefits from medical volunteering, what procedures volunteers are allowed to do, and so on and so forth. One interesting aspect is the idea of consent. Although medical volunteerism may be beneficial, there are ethical issues regarding consent that are overlooked when volunteers

Nearing the end of my shift in the Emergency Department, I was requested to accompany a patient while the nurse readied the discharge papers. Upon entering the bay, I met a very small and fragile patient who was anxious to go home. Conflicted between my primary duties and responsibilities to complete training for two inexperienced volunteers, I decided to put forth my interests in teaching by demonstrating compassionate care to my trainees. Although the patient repeatedly refused my assistance, I gave my best effort to calm her as I cloaked a warm blanket around her. As I listened to her confide in me of all of her hospital anxieties, I was shocked from the lack of quality care she had received which made her feel more sick after the first

She’s bleeding. Help! Someone call 911!” She yelled. Everyone rushed out of the school with fear. A big crowd headed toward the door. Alex and I were squished up in the middle. No one will ever notice it is me. Before we can all get out the teachers already blocked us off. Oh no! I thought. I just wanted to get out of here. Short enough, the cops and ambulance were pulling up. The screaming sirens and flashing lights filled the parking lot. The teachers guided us all into the gym so the paramedics could easily get her body. Everyone was filled with confusion and fear. Everything just happened so quickly. Mrs. Crawsond made her way onto stage and approached the

Growing up within a stable, loving environment, all the while enjoying good health with no major setbacks or difficulties, I have always considered myself fortunate. The value of respect, along with imparting a non-judgmental attitude toward people and situations, was emphasized daily by my parents.

Being a volunteer at the UM Charles Regional Medical Center is a great way to give back your community and in a small way help society to become a better place. However, before you can become a full volunteer there are certain requirements that you will need to fulfil.

If I were to give each of you $100 right now, wouldn’t you be happy? (Attention) Well I can’t do that. This is because even when something seems free, there is always a net financial investment. This is clearly seen through the volunteers of the hospital. Today I will show you the financial impact that a volunteer has on the hospital and patient experience. (General Purpose) We will look at the costs of running a volunteer program, the financial return volunteers provide, and the invaluable impact on the patient experience in a hospital. (Preview)

In my community many people do not understand the struggles of kids with serious illnesses and the financial and mental toll it has in the parents. To have more understanding of the problem I encourage people to volunteer at hospitals to gain more knowledge about the problem.

Throughout the years I feel that I’ve had a number of valuable experiences, my most significant experience is my volunteering experience at Children’s Hospital Colorado. I still remember feeling utterly terrified on my first day volunteering, pondering all the possible ways things could go wrong. I suddenly felt as though I have never experienced this before. I was on my own, responsible for myself and all of my actions.

When I was a junior in High School I did a work study every morning at my community hospital; Dundy County Hospital. I am from rural southwest Nebraska, so our hospital is very small in comparison to the hospitals here in Lincoln. One day, while I was work studying in the Physical Therapy department there was a code red announced over the hospital’s intercom system. Almost instantaneously the hospital came alive. That day an Amtrak had derailed only a couple miles out of town. That day I was able to witness first hand our community come together like I have never seen before, and it all started at our hospital. At that moment, I realized that helping people and providing healthcare is what I wanted to spend the rest of my life doing. Since I will be a part of the healthcare community in the next few years, I have taken an interest in the major changes that have been implanted in the healthcare world, one of those changes being the introduction of Obamacare, or the Affordable Care Act.

Rauf Abayev has been volunteering at this hospital for over a year now. In addition to volunteering, he has been shadowing the PAs in the general surgery clinic under my supervision. Furthermore, I have come to know him quite well when he shadowed me during the whole summer. It is a pleasure to be able to provide this letter of recommendation for him for admission to the PA program.

It was June 12, 2016, one of the deadliest mass shootings at Orlando, FL. It wasn’t like any other day; after a tragic event I was called into work around 5:30am. I finally reached ORMC amidst of all the chaos, there wasn’t any pleasant welcome, every face mimicked a variety of emotions with some worried and sad, while others confused and suspicious. I was floated to the trauma unit to accommodate victims after surgery. I could sense the sturdy whiff of blood as I walked into the unit which I was not so familiar with. Even though my heart was aching by witnessing the sufferings of those innocent victims, I had a strong impulse to help and give my all. I took my assignment sheet and walked into my patient’s room. As he slowly opened his eyes, the nurse repeated the questions:

One of my extracurricular activities was volunteering at UPMC Memorial Hospital in York, PA during the 10th and 11th grade. I gave patients food and water, answered call bells, and comforted and transported patients. I volunteered for 4 hours a week, 15 weeks a year, and had a total of 120 volunteer hours. Volunteering at the hospital showed me what it takes to care for the sick and made me realize that I want to go into the medical

Before beginning my volunteer work I faced quite a dilema. Where could I influence children, help them develop their leadership potential, educate them about agriculture, and have fun-all at the same time?

My supervisor, one of the head nurses, hurriedly pulled me to the corner of the bleach white hospital room and directed me to put on gloves, an eye mask, and a face mask. I felt as if I was preparing for war as I put on all of the required gear. The sound of expensive shoes click-clacked down the hallway indicating the arrival of two doctors who rushed into the room and shouted out orders to the staff while pulling the doors to the room shut along with the curtains. Two doctors, eight nurses, an intern, and a dying patient squeezed into the already claustrophobic ten by fifteen-foot room. The machine monitoring the patient’s vital signs continued to beep incessantly as my heart rate accelerated. Throughout my internship, I had never seen a patient in critical condition until that moment. I remembered my teacher’s advice if we were ever in a situation such as this: take a few deep breaths and sit down if you feel like you’re going to pass out. In that