It’s 9am and little Saigon is bustling. I’m five years old and sick with a cold. My mother drives us to our family physician – the same doctor who has cared for me my whole life. The medical assistant takes me through the basic routine, then my physician and his wife greet us with warm hugs. I have my regular check-up and we are off to the pharmacy. Within the week, I’m feeling like my normal self. Our family physician gave me my first glimpse of how a medical practice operates, from patient care to building a relationship and trust with their patients. The care and treatment I received sparked my interest in medicine.
Fast forward to college and I have become drawn to work in the medical field. I began volunteering at St. John’s Regional Medical Center towards the end of freshman year. One of the experiences that has defined my passion for medicine was during my rotation in the NICU. I learned to communicate with a two-month-old patient through body language. Unlike other patients, he couldn’t express his symptoms, pain, or discomfort in a conventional way; instead, he responded to my attention and caregiving by giggling and imitating sounds. Through these interactions, I was able to interpret his symptoms and needs by seeing whether he furrowed eyebrows or was constantly kicking. Later on that month, I met his mother, and we bonded through our conversations about our families and our individual heritages. I learned of her struggles with motherhood and balancing work and
It took three seconds for the physician assistant to ask me a question that I had heard hundreds of times throughout my life. Unlike numerous people who had asked me before, the physician assistant had the knowledge and the ability to bring me relief from the redness that had plagued me for most of my life. I hope to become a physician assistant because I want to positively impact people’s lives – whether that be by giving them relief from an insecurity they have had for
My interest in medicine first stemmed from my freshman Biology class and my Nutrition class. I was intrigued by our studies of cells, genetics, and disease. Both courses incited a sense of awe and curiosity within me. Dissecting a frog, was the stepping-stone for my interest in medicine. Seeing the frog's heart made me wonder how the human heart worked. My research into the human heart inspired me to learn more about the medical field. I sought out volunteer opportunities that would give me insight into a doctor’s typical day. During my volunteer experience, I learned that as a doctor you experience many obstacles, including patient compliance and insurance approval issues. In my journey to pursue medicine, I learned that becoming a doctor means more than helping people, it means being the team leader, being compassionate, and most importantly being committed to the patient’s well being.
The PBS NOVA documentary “Doctors’ Diaries” gives the everyday person insight into the grueling yet rewarding life of seven doctors’ journey through medical school, and into their career. The viewer follows the life of seven medical students: Tom Tarter who is an emergency room physician, Luanda Grazette, a cardiologist, David Friedman, an ophthalmologist and heath researcher, Jane Leibschutz who is an internal medicine and primary care taker, Elliot Bennett-Guerrero who is an anesthesiologist, Cheryl Dorsey, a pediatrician, and Jay Bonner who is a psychiatrist. Throughout the film, the seven doctors face happiness, hardships, heartbreak, and personal disappoint.
I first realized my passion for health promotion and disease prevention the summer following my first year of college. I had the privilege of attending the Summer Health Professions Education Program (SHPEP), which introduced me to numerous healthcare professionals. During the program, many of the professionals shared their stories about why they choose the profession, and with each story, I began to reflect deeply on my own background and what drew me to medicine. It was not until an emergency medicine physician spoke about his experiences, that allowed me to fully understand connecting my background to my future. The physician mentioned growing up in D.C., which brought to mind my family in D.C. It had been almost a year since my grandmother
For as long as I could remember, I have seen my father rushing to the hospital in a white coat, answering pagers in the middle of important family conversations and attending night calls even in the most terrible weather. I had always wondered; what could be so important that it belittles every other responsibility in his life. It was only after many years of anguish and protests that it finally made sense to me. This defining moment of realization occurred when I first met a patient in his office. I saw how the gratitude in the patient’s eyes can provide a sense of fulfillment that triumphs all other feelings in the universe. It was human life that was most important. Being a doctor does not make you a mere healer but also gives you the responsibility of a caregiver. I had never felt more proud of my father and that was the day I felt the urge to relive this feeling many times over. It was there in that moment that I decided to pursue a career in medicine.
I don’t come from a background that is heavily associated with medicine, nor have I ever really been immersed in a medical setting. As a result, I do not have a first-hand experience of what it is like to practice medicine. However, since my early years,
Mr. Zhao taught about the human body with such zeal and overwhelming passion, it encompassed me from day one. Though I had already planned on a being a pediatrician because I loved to care for kids, Mr. Zhao made actual medicine in relation to the human body another aspect of a health career to explore and love. You’re probably thinking, “Well yeah, you can’t just like people in the healthcare industry”, yet patient care, compassion, and sympathy play a definitive role in such a field. I’ve witnessed these elements of healthcare first-hand volunteering at Texas Children’s Hospital. I volunteered during the summer and do so now during the school year.
When I was nine years old, I was very sick, and I had to stay in the hospital. I have very few memories of the hospital, but I do faintly recall a few calming faces as I lay in a hospital cot. These calming appearances were the doctors and nurses of the hospital. During my stay, I interacted with the hospital staff which was made up of nurses and physicians. The main reason why I didn’t feel scared about my condition was due to the trust I had in the abilities of my doctors and nurses.
I first became exposed to a hospital setting during my early ages of childhood due to my constant issues with my immune system. To my parents, I was commonly referred to as the sick child in the family since I would constantly catch even the simplest of illnesses such as fevers, colds, flus, running nose, severe coughs and much more. The time period, in which I would visit the doctor’s office, lead me to become more accustomed overtime to the environment and eventually grow a passion for what is being done.
Ever since I was a little girl, I have been interested in the field of medicine. Specifically, I want to be a Physician Assistant and work in a Pediatric Hospital. My Mother is a huge influence on my choice to pursue this career. She was a Firefighter and a Paramedic but recently decided to go back to college for a Bachelors in Psychology to become a Physical Therapist. An area of specialization in medicine that interests me is Emergency Pediatric Care. This area interests me because I love children and want to be able to help kids who have been ill or injured. When I was younger, I went to the hospital with my younger cousin Kylie. She suffers from cerebral palsy and I remember watching the doctors taking care and making sure Kylie was comfortable
Nobody cares how much you know until they know how much you care, the words of Theodore Roosevelt written in the radiology department at Good Samaritan Hospital, where I work as a Radiologic technologist. These words are a constant reminder of why I choose to pursue a career in medicine. Growing up in Haiti, I was an underweight, mal nourished child with a weak immune system. Sick days seemed to occur every other day. In a country with limited resources, I remember traveling with my parents to different towns in search for medicine and the right physician. We would walked miles, but no miles was ever long enough to stop my parents from getting their son the proper treatment. At a young age my parents showed me the true meaning of altruism and empathy, necessary skills needed to make a great physician. Living in poverty can have major consequences on one’s health. I witness this in my own health and those surrounding me. To survive these harsh conditions, as a community we had to stick together, we had to care for one another. We shared everything with our neighbors, from clean drinking water, food supplies, to natural herb treatment and medicine. From observing the change in lives in the community when treatment was provided, I quickly learned to values the benefits of good Health and medicine.
Melvin Konner, in “Basic Clinical Skills”, uses a first person point of view along with some bits of humor in order to establish a more relatable narrator. He discusses several topics such as the relationship between doctors and their patients, the healthcare given in hospitals, and the role that the physician plays in different contexts of life.
Hospitals for me as a young child were quite terrifying. I attribute this fear to witnessing young and old alike being on life supporting machines, while their loved ones’ countenance showed fear and trepidation. Regardless of this fear, I spent majority of my childhood in and out of the doctor’s office and emergency rooms because of routine visits and unforeseen injuries due to an active life. My pediatric physician, Dr. James Mitchell, became a permanent fixture in my life. Dr. Mitchell genuinely cared about me and what was going on with the numerous conditions and injuries that I frequented his office with; such as: asthma and chronic bronchitis, the influenza virus and streptococcal pharyngitis – which I contracted within days of each other, cases of gastroenteritis, a busted tongue and knee, dislocated joints, fractured bones, and a torn cartilage.
Pre-Med majors play a quintessential role in today’s society and in every community. In fact, society relies on doctors to help heal the sick. Without doctors, every community would struggle to find safe and effective treatment for their health concerns. As a Pre-Med student with a future career in medicine, I will have the opportunity to be a servant to other people. In fact, one of my passions is to help people overcome unhealthy habits and guide injured patients through recovery. In lieu of this, I believe that doctors have the capacity to change society for the better. Not only are doctors entrusted with helping patients heal, they give advice on how to live a healthier and happier life. Hopefully, the healthy lifestyle advice that doctors should give to their patients will be passed on for generations. In turn, this
In a hot and sunny morning of October, the road led me to a rural community located miles away from Santo Domingo. A few meters from Haina riverside, the place in which I would spend a year far away from home for the first time in my life. I was 23, recently graduated from medical school, continuing my journey of helping people through one of the most honorable and rewarding arts, medicine. The duty: being the primary care physician of La Pared, an underserved community. I remember my supervisor asking if I was up to the task, given my youth and lack of experience.