Personal Narrative: My Emergency Room Exploration

I applaud you for being an emergency room nurse and being attentive enough to be able to catch a potential complication for the patient. My husband had an anaphylactic reaction to Morphine after a knee surgery several years ago. Recently, my husband went to an emergency room with chest pain and diaphoresis. The admission clerk immediately took my husband immediately took my husband back and alerted the nurse. The facility he went to is one my husband that has all of his current history which included his allergy. The nurse obtained lab, an electrocardiogram, and ordered a chest x-ray. She then informed the doctor of my husband’s status. The nurse then brought a syringe full of medication and nitroglycerin to my husband’s bedside. She gave my

Many of the people I come across take note of my demeanor, describing me as one with an old soul, an aspect of myself resulting from the tribulations of my life. Sadly, I have seen many more of the world’s wonders than most of my age, but I cannot say that I am not the person I am today without those experiences. My ability to empathize, think, and potential to lead are my greatest strengths, I have also been characterized by my tranquil and introspective nature.

I knew the instant the sirens began to scream from the firehouse across the street that those were for him. Emergency workers begin arriving from every direction. All gathered to prepare for the terrible accident that had just been announced on the scanner.

Sept 10 & Sept 17 Sept 24th: On the 10th, it was orientation day because it was the first day for clinical. Gretta took us around BMC. It was nice to walk around and see each floor. We go our picture taken for our ID. On the 17th and 24th, we were not allowed to be on the floor yet because our ID was not ready.

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.

Today I had an awful experience at the Doctors office. First I get to the office and it is very full. After signing in I sat down for a hour and a half before i was taken to the back to be seen by the doctor. Once i get in the back and the nurse begins to draw blood she seems as if she is nervous and inexperienced. The nurse tried drawing my three times coming up short every time. After the third time I figured that was enough and asked for someone that knew how to draw blood without sticking me more than one time. It seemed like it took another hour to get another nurse to come and draw my blood. I have never had such a bad experience at the doctor and if i am going to continue to seek medical attention at this office the service and staff

My journey at the woman’s hospital started off with me changing into a comfortable and fashionable pair of black scrubs. Once I was changes I was lead into a Cesarean section. The first step of this is to administer an epidural to the patient’s spine, which interestingly, is comprised of a predetermined amount based off of height rather than weight. This is because the height, and length of the spinal cord, is not determined by weight. After the patient is numbed, they make a cut near the bottom of the abdomen. After they cut through the skin, fat, and muscle tissue they reached the uterus. When the uterus was exposed, the surgeon carefully cut it open in small, brush like, strokes in order to avoid cutting the baby. Once the baby was exposed, a suction device was placed into the uterus and attached onto the baby’s head, where a suction force was applied. With the suction cup in place, the babies head was pulled past the wall of the uterus and the skin until it was exposed to air. At this point, the suction cup was removed and the baby was pulled out by it’s head. After the baby was removed and placed in a separate bed where it’s vitals can be monitored, the focus was placed back on the mother, who had been awake throughout all of the previous steps to report perceived problems. They began to tie her tubes, which she had requested

It is a quarter to 10 o clock when I find myself driving steadily in the pitch black darkness of night on the freeway. My father is sitting uncomfortably in the passenger seat next to me and the entirety of the situation is extremely disquieting. Every couple of minutes I shudder at the sound of his cough. Not only does it sound and look agonizing but the sudden outbursts startle me every once in a while. The ride however does not proceed without dialogue as my father periodically gives me directions. Without them I feel I would not know how navigate to our destination on my own as I am still an inexperienced driver. We are on our way to the emergency room on what would have been an otherwise stale, uneventful school night. The whole time worst

The first week at First Valley Hospital was very fun. I was nervous the first day on the internship, but as Jordan explained to me how things were done the nerves were gone. The first thought that ran through my mind was how difficult it seemed to give psychological tests. As Jordan showed me around the hospital and showed me how to administer psychological test it all made sense. I think that some books make it more difficult than what it seems! The one test that I had questioned Jordan about was the WASI-II. The WASI-II has several parts to it that to me are a bit unclear. I questioned how to go about grading this specific test since there are rules such as reverse and discontinue. In addition, I was surprised as how the test the PAI

My emergency medical training has taught me how to deliver temporary treatment and stabilization for patients that experience a broad range of medical emergencies. I learned about airway management techniques such as intubation and the importance of ensuring cervical spine stabilization for trauma patients. I enjoyed the lab sessions where I learned to immobilize patients and how to systematically approach different medical emergencies to determine the best course of care.Taking the EMT course, while completing a full course load at my institution allowed me to learn how to juggle multiple intense courses and I believe it has better prepared me for the heavy workload in medical school.

I was playing on the floor with my kids. Their smiles and laughter captivated me. When I got up, something was not right. My heart would not stop racing, my chest felt tight, and my whole body felt very uncomfortable. After fifteen minutes, my heart would not slow down. It was time to go to the emergency room. Something was really wrong. My vision was failing as I tried to fill out the blurry forms they handed me. Nothing was making sense. I could not sit still. My heart kept racing. “Are you feeling any anxiety?” a nurse asks me. It had not crossed my mind until then. Panic crept in.

I went back to India after six months of stay in the USA and joined as a junior resident in neurosurgery at the Care hospitals in less than a week. I also received a call from Dr. Jayanthi Reddy, a prominent Obstetrician and Gynecologist in the city to work at her hospital during weekends. I couldn’t say no as I was interested in women’s health too. Working seven days a week including two days of 24 hour call every week was stressful, but I loved it because I found a platform to apply what I have gained observing the health system in USA. Soon they were confident of me and I became an integral part of the team at both places. They were impressed with my work culture which I need to confess was from my clinical experience in USA. I was providing

While growing up, I remember watching a show with an emergency room setting, a doctor grabs paddles from a defibrillator, and yells, “Clear!” I also recall as a young kid watching a movie where the scene depicts a past battle, explosions were going off around friendly soldiers, but one unlucky soldier gets injured and yells, “Mediiiic!” I didn’t think that would be my calling, but I did like the idea of helping others. Then, years later, I am the one wearing a uniform, responding to a medical emergency, and in charge of a person’s life. Unfortunately, on one particular day, a tragic event occurred. A young boy died that I could not resuscitate. I never thought that day would ever come and I had wished it never did. Over and over again, I heard

Flashing red and blue lights accompanied by an alarming siren in the distance is signaled when the double doors of the emergency room burst open. Pushed by several nurses, doctors, and other medical staff, a lone hospital stretcher with a bloody, wounded patient flies through the medical center towards the doors to the operating room. This image is what generally comes to mind when you think about an emergency room. Many people believe that the hospital’s emergency room is a dark and scary place. While this is true, the common misconception is that the emergency room is a place clear of humor, when in reality humor is present, even necessary, for many reasons. Many television shows, like the show ER, are based in the setting of the

It was a Wednesday, I remember because that was my favorite day of the week. That was because it was the day that we had the “special” Physical Education. It was on that day during the second grade in which I wrote my first “book”. Writing this book and receiving a positive response allowed me to see the impact that words can have.