Creative Writing: Volunteering At Kingwood Hospital

Taking a deep breath, Levi closed the door to his personal quarters. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he collapsed on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Although he was known for showing little to no emotion, Levi nearly broke down crying at least three times throughout the day. Levi had dealt with some pretty rough shit in his thirty years of life, but between the starving and constipation, absolutely nothing could have possibly prepared him for the suffering that would be brought to him by the latest Survey Corps Recruits.

“Honey I’m going to be in Lake Tahoe’s Emergency Room in three days for Suzzane.”

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

Over the summers of high school I have been a volunteer at the Cedar Valley Humane Society. My duties as a volunteer included cleaning up cages, kennels, floors, and dishes, as well as comforting and walking the animals. I have loved animals for as long as I remember, so it was very satisfying to be able to help out these animals in need. My favorite part was seeing how much their days were made just by getting some care and affection. Furthermore, I have just recently started volunteering at the Mercy Hospital. I think volunteering at the hospital will help expand my knowledge of health career jobs and medical terminology. I plan to volunteer a large amount of my time to help out the patients and staff at

The soft snow powdered as the sledge sped swiftly. The melodious tune of the singing became louder and louder. The gentle breeze wafted the sound of music to Jonas’ ears. Jonas suddenly felt a surge of confidence, and his body started to relax and look out for hope. He clutched Gabe close to him, sharing the warmth with the shivering newchild. Jonas tightened his grip on the sledge as they came closer to the music.

Today was my first day to volunteer at Hamtramck Medical Center. I spent the first forty minutes with Elia. She introduced me to other nurses, also, she showed me everything in Hamtramck Medical Center including, patients’ rooms, lab, waiting rooms, and doctors’ offices. After that, she read me the instructions, one of the instructions is to treat the patients kindly, and everything happens in Hamtramck Medical Center stay there. Lastly, Elia introduced me to my supervisor.

Welcome to Sandersville, Georgia. A quaint, little town nestled in Washington County with a population of under 6,000. Seated happily in the Bible Belt, there are more churches than gas stations in the Southern city. We pass the only gas station for miles on the corner of the main street as my family heads to my Aunt’s house. The drive from Atlanta to Sandersville was slower than molasses running up hill—at least according to my mother. Sara Armour is the epitome of the southern belle. A well-spoken lady, she was born in Atlanta, but raised in Milledgeville, GA following her parents’ divorce. With bright red lipstick and a blonde bob, she looks like the carbon copy of her older sisters in that musty kitchen

Freshman year during my lunch period, I had decided to participate in technology squad to assist those unfamiliar with software applications such as PowerPoint, Microsoft Word, and Google Docs. Also I was responsible to assign laptops out to students who needed them. When I heard of EMT Club, I automatically joined because I wanted to learn more on what it takes to become an EMT. I handed out candy grams to raise money for the ambulance corps and got to listen to current medical technicians that provided an overview of their responsibilities. In addition I attended a first aid class and got certified, so I can lend a helping hand in an emergency. Outside of school in the Fair Lawn Jewish Center Religious School, I helped students learn the hebrew alphabet and planned activities that would keep them engaged.

I still volunteer at the hospital every Thursday, I can’t imagine ever quitting, or leaving the children. I can’t. I love it there, I love knowing that I can actually make a difference in someone else’s day. I want to make a difference in this world, to help somebody have a chance of living their life in the best way

I have assisted with babysitting and being involved with leadership clubs, however, this past summer was the best voluntarily experience I have ever done. I volunteered at the San Fernando Recreation Park’s summer day camp for eight weeks. Not only was I being prepared to become a counselor, but I obtained skills there, such as patience and responsibility.

Billy was a hopeless creature with a face filled with such desolation that he brought out the humanity in people as they took pity on him. Whenever they walked past his spot on Sixth Avenue they made sure to drop him a coin or two and say a prayer, while ignoring every other penniless person down the street. Even those more unfortunate than him gave him money, one time, a homeless man approached him,

Dr. Udinov begins to reluctantly prep his station for his first EML procedure. He places his cold, stainless steel tools in order knowing he will perform his first ill intended operation. He walks to the sink mounted on the wall to wash his hands of all the germs. The dark soap slowly rinses down the drain and he then knows it’s time. He puts on his latex purple gloves, a white surgical mask and a light blue mesh gown. Opening the door with his elbow, Dr.Udinov realizes that it is impossible to back down now. He slowly walks to the outline of the almost lifeless body covered up with a white cover. Usually Dr. Udinov says a short prayer before touching his patient's body but he did not think it would be appropriate to pray over an ungodly act. The patient has already been placed under anesthesia along with Succinylcholine, which means it was still awake, painless, but awake. He removes the thin layer of cloth from over, what he now knows is, a african american womans body. The paralyzed women bucked her eyes while struggling to move, she was petrified. Dr. Udinov places his surgical headlights above her vagina. Since he she is a female, he will perform an Abdominal Hysterectomy to remove her uterus. First he cuts a large rectangle into the cloth and places it over the section of her body he will be focusing on. He cleans the area with the dark disinfectant soap and

Was it really worth it, going this far. Shivering, Jonas, with Gabriel in his lap, gave the rusted sled a small push, feeling the frosted snow that laid lightly over the hill melt in his fingers. It was freezing, getting harder and harder to breathe, seeing his breath in front of him every time he exhaled. He took a glance at Gabriel as they went down, looking into the soft eyes with light tears dripping down his reddened cheeks. Jonas held onto Gabriel, as the sled went down swiftly over the white snow. He wished that he would have perceived a little more warmth from the Giver that would give him a little more strength. He and Gabriel were getting colder, making them more weak, with their hands freezing and their toes all numb. They were

Visiting a hospital and seeing what the children need or playing with them makes them very happy. Volunteering at a hospital lets me see the hospital from an insider's perspective. I am considering a career in a health-related field, volunteering at a hospital provides me with the chance to work with medical professionals and see what their jobs are like in the real world. My first day at the children's hospital was very warm and accepting. I was very anxious to meet the

I awoke to a homeless man shouting at the bus driver, complaining that the bus tickets were too expensive. In the mirror, I could see the driver's exhausted and annoyed face looking at the man shouting before him. As the homeless man started to slowly become tired from yelling, the bus driver explained calmly once again that he couldn't do anything about the ticket prices and if he was really concerned, to take it to the town hall. The homeless man finally backed away in defeat, but not without glaring at the bus driver who politely smiled back at him.