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I 'm A Thunder Fan

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It was the middle of an Oklahoma July, and I found myself aimlessly wondering around a run-down Tulsa apartment complex lugging a stretcher full of equipment. I was on my first clinical as an EMT student and was on a mission to find the apartment of a 911 hang-up call. After what felt like hours of searching in the scorching sun, we finally located an open door to find a shirtless, long haired man sitting in the back of his electric-less apartment. As my field training officer and I tended to the man for heat exhaustion, he became combative and would not allow us to administer fluids. While waiting for police, I happened to notice an Oklahoma City Thunder poster hanging on the adjacent wall. “You a Thunder fan?” I asked the man, pointing at the poster. Immediately, the man ardently began discussing Thunder basketball with me as the paramedics snuck in and administered an IV of fluids, preventing the man from having a heat stroke.

When I enrolled in EMT school before my freshman year of college, I thought I was going to become a medical Superman. I envisioned myself extracting people from mangled car wrecks, jumping into swimming pools saving drowning children, and bringing every person having a myocardial infarction back to life. After my interaction with this patient, it became clear that the practice of medicine involves much more than physically saving lives and fixing problems. I was able to have an impact on this patient by simply engaging the patient as a human being

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