Medicine-Personal Narrative

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.

Images flashed in black and white across my eyes. I gazed in complete and utter silence with my mouth cracked open. My vision clouded as pools of tears swelled in my eyes like miniature water balloons. I furrowed my eyebrows and shut my eyes briefly as a small stream of salty water traveled down my freckled cheek and onto my paper. I was in my college history class watching a film focusing on the concentration camps during the holocaust. Skeletons of people, smoke stacks wheezing death in the air, and the look of despair ran rampant throughout the camps. It was in these solemn moments of watching the video that I was rocked to my core and heart was touched; I realized that I was going to become a missionary doctor.

This week I had rotation at Genesis and also Cumberland Hall. Genesis was very different that what I expected. When I think of a “rehab” I think of people all sitting around with major withdrawal symptoms, a very strict schedule, multiple one-on-one session, and with no smoke breaks. At Genesis, throughout the day the client was able to do their own thing until the scheduled group session and smoke breaks. I was placed on the male unit and I was very surprise of the self-awareness that I experienced. Just listening men talk and tell their stories brought on a whole new prospective and quickly changed the image of the addict stereotype. While I was there we also established that all the clients was first timers and all fathers, and afterwards I was able to sit and think about how grateful I am to have my father who’s not an addict. I have had the luxury of always having a clean and sober father; which I had taking for granted.

The sharp scent of chlorine fills my nostrils as I crane over the microadjuster, determining whether my Platinum/Iridium wire tip is done reacting. Waving away the fumes, I observe the bubbles fizzling out, turn the voltage off, and twist the tip out of the machine. At 163 nanometers wide, it’s the sharpest tip I’ve etched this summer.

Our clinicals at Cadbury at Lewes is quickly approaching an end and we are still learning new things each day. Everyday we do something new and so another skill is checked off. Yesterday, we got numerous things done, it was a very busy day.

Throughout my clinical experiences I have encountered a large variety of school cultures and environments. I've been lucky enough to work with both public and charter schools and have first-hand experience with grades one through four. While I have taught and observed all of the typical subjects including math science, reading, and social studies, I have also worked in the schools to educate students in theater as well as health and physical education. From all of these experiences I learned that my greatest passion is in working with young students, grades K-2, in underprivileged schools.

Six years ago I had never considered going into medicine. At seventeen, life revolved around my first passion -- basketball. The start of my senior season was just around the corner and a childhood dream of playing college ball felt within reach. When I could no longer play I planned to go into coaching, but it wasn’t meant to be. On the first night of the annual family campout I blindly ran into a concrete bench. The collision left me with a compound tibial fracture, and a clean break of my fibula. After surgery the doctor found a blood clot in my calf, and other scary complications like “drop foot” and “compartment syndrome” were thrown around. I was scared. The fear of not being able to run, or walk without a limp quickly displaced any anger

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

'Well there are little incident both me and Dad have been talking to each other now but it was pretty awkward but we had a bond I guess you could say it's a bit cringey,... wait why am I talking to myself, anyways. Vlad has invited me to his house to play games it is about 2:23 PM so I am going to get ready and head on over to his house.

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

As shown by my previous semesters, I am a strong student. Unfortunately, during my fall semester I encountered more physical and mental trials than ever before. The semester started with my working at a job that insisted on scheduling me Friday nights, all day Saturdays, and all day Sundays along with a regular Tuesday or Wednesday. All this time on my feet exacerbated a knee pain that had started to develop over the summer. The pain got so intense I had to quit my job and go in for an mri. We discovered i had a tumor in my knee in early october. The radiologist unfortunately mentioned to our family doctor that it could be cancer, which was then relayed to us. The tumor was removed on November 29th, during that time my knee was in major pain

Like any other experience I had in a clinical setting, I must say it is always short lived. I thought that I would have a difficult time in the class as well as the clinical setting. Class has been difficult for me, but clinical seem to be a great learning experience. The fact that I had a teacher that is passionate about her specialty was even better than I imagined. Sometimes its intimidating to ask questions that may come off as dumb or too simple to ask to her, but she can help you conquer your fears and weaknesses. I still wish that we could just have more time, and more learning experiences so I can get a better feel of the specialty. I know that OB isn't for me, but I did enjoy learning a in depth experience of it. I never know what

Several health issues applied to me personally. I am an ex-smoker and have done my share of drinking in the past. Both, I happy to say are no longer an issue. When I was a smoker, I was one of the 23-43% of women that quit when I became pregnant. (Helgeson)I also resumed about 6 months after my daughter was born. Quitting after that was much harder, but I eventually succeeded with hypnotism. I have been smoke free for 15 years now.

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