Personal Narrative: My Experience With A Medical Care Practitioner

I was at Hamad General Hospital shadowing medical professionals of different specialties to get an overall idea of what the medical career was like, I was at ED (Emergency Department) when suddenly and with no previous warning “Cardiac Arrest !,” yelled the nurse, in moments emergency specialists were standing above the 16 year old male patient head sorting out CPR, AED etc..; first shock was delivered, the second and third followed, but the teenager didn’t even blink, he lay lifelessly, few more attempts and the white blanket was pulled over him; I couldn’t believe my eyes, I had witnessed an in-hospital death for the first time; trembling and shaking, I walked out of Bay-1, with a completely new meaning of medicine.

During my time shadowing physicians, I have realized that physicians need to be expert listeners in order to effectively assess a patient and fully understand their problems. I observed that the more a physician actively listens to their patients, patients trust their physician and can openly express any further troubles. My upbringing has given me the ability to be an effective listener. Raised in a quasi-conservative Indian household, I learned to carefully listen to everything my elders have to say. As a physician, I will take advantage of this skill to be an active listener for my patients and be able to better implement the appropriate treatment plans.

When I was a volunteer at the San Luis Somerton walk in clinic in Somerton Arizona the first task they had me do is watch videos on the history of Mexico and of my home town. At the time I was unaware of what these videos were entitled for, but I soon realized that they were to help me understand my own personal heritage as well as the patients I would speak to. I only worked with medical assistants and they were quite competent when addressing every individual. Every Medical assistant spoke both Spanish and English. What I found most interesting was how comfortable the patients were with the Medical assistants. They would socialize in a way that appeared to be as if they had known each other for a very long time. This was the case for everyone.

When I first started going to Terra State Community College I was an eighteen-year-old with two jobs and ambition towards the medical field. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I began my first semester by taking very broad classes so that I could use them towards any career. I remember looking up different career paths that I could possibly take through Terra and weighing my options. I then came across medical assisting, a truly perfect career for me. I met with my advisor and set up a visit with Mrs. Hopkins, and as soon as I sat down with her, I knew this is what I wanted to do. This field allowed me to do everything that I could of imagine wanting to do within the medical field.

After graduation from New York University in 2013, I decided take time off before applying to medical school. I took this time off in order to gain more experience both in healthcare and life. I felt there was stillroom for me to learn about medicine and more importantly about myself. Firstly, I found a job working in the front office of a newly opened dermatology practice, learning about the business, insurance, and paperwork that goes into running a medical practice. Wanting more exposure to medical procedures and interaction between doctor and patient, I became a medical assistant. This was one of the most valuable experiences of my gap years. I was able to gain first hand experience of the daily life of a doctor and develop my communication

I have had multiple clinical practices, however, out of all the experiences during my shifts, there is one particular event that holds great meaning for me. This event happened on my fifth clinical day of this semester, which was the day I first dealt with two clients.

“Moral issues greet us in each morning in the newspaper, confront us in the memos on our desks, nag us from our children’s soccer fields, and bid us good night on the evening news” (Velasquez et al 2015). Let me take this time to share one of my student’s testimonies on what she experienced on her recent occupation as a Medical Assistant in a psychiatry clinic. In her short time operating as a Medical Assistant, she saw one prevailing ethical dilemma daily in the clinic she worked in. Most days she experienced an overwhelming and unexplainable joy and excitement knowing that, she was fulfilling her greatest passion in life. Not everyone has the opportunity to work in the field of their studies, but there she was functioning in the capacity,

My first clinical was a good experience because I learned a lot. I would say my first day involved experiences that I was expected to learn but also ones I didn’t. I learned that getting up at 5am in the morning really isn’t as bad as you think, once you get your coffee paid of course. As well as the drive from Valpo to St. Mary only talks about 20 mins. As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I expected to learn about what we as student nurse would be doing, as well as that since it was the first day, learn are way around the hospital. I wasn’t to nervous about going to a hospital for clinical, but as Soon as I stepped on the oncology unit I got a little nervous. It hit me that I was no longer just practicing vital and providing base care to

Though every community is unique, the complexity of urban environments is something that I am familiar with through my time spent working and studying in Dorchester, MA – a financially diverse urban borough of greater Boston. I have learned that addressing the needs of such a community entails attention to the distinct needs of individuals, and the ability to communicate with the individual about what those needs are. As a Patient Advocate at Codman Health Center, I always listen attentively to the unique circumstances of my clients. While some clients articulate their situations well, others do not. So I am able to exercise proper judgement and intuition which is pertinent for meeting the needs of a client.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was one o'clock around my lunch period, but I needed to go the nurse’s office because I discover something and I wanted to know what was it. Sitting in the medical office while she examines me, she begins to tell me what was going on with me. I felt my chest tighten like I couldn’t breathe and I wanted to cry in front of her, but I didn’t want to show her. I waited for her to leave the room, I cried myself. Heading to my math class feeling ashamed and embarrassed, I wanted to crawl under a rock so nobody can see me or ask me a question, but all my thoughts stopped when I walked inside the classroom sitting at my desk. Being in class with a bunch of boys was hard, you had to be strong and not show

On 9th of September 2016, I went to my family practice practicum site. Today, I started to collect the subjective and objective data with minimal assistance from my preceptor. At nursing home, we had 2 patients for follow up. Before making plans, we reviewed patients’ labs, history and lists of medications taken by the patient. At nursing home, it is helpful talking to the nurses about the patient situation and if they had any concerns prior to going to the patient room. I found out that while dealing with elderly patient residing in nursing home, often more time is needed to interview and evaluate them. Also, patient should be given time to speak about things of personal importance. Moreover, diagnosis may be complicated and sometimes drugs

I recently finished a round of rehab with Aaron Schauble at your Decatur location and before too much time passes, I wanted to be sure and send a note to you about my experience at the clinic. As a business owner myself, I know how much I appreciate constructive feedback and I want to give credit where credit is due.

Two days after that, I woke up immobilized. All of my joints were on fire. I could barely open my jaw to call for help. I needed to be lifted out of bed and every step I took after that was agony. It did not subside.

Attempting to communicate with spies my five-year-old sister had inadvertently lodged a tiny bead in her ear. The Fourth of July festivities were in full swing that evening. With visitors from out of town to entertain, my mother relied on me to accompany my father to take her to the nearest emergency room. Growing up as the second oldest of five girls, we seldom made visits to the emergency room. Upon our arrival at the newly renovated facility, we were in awe to find a desolate waiting room void of patients. With no bustling crowd, the receptionist gathered our completed forms and quickly led us past all the empty rooms to be seen by the doctor. As I began to detail the chronology of the bead, I noticed the doctor listening intently and nodding

My responsibilities at this medical office include a variety of tasks ranging from clerical duties, to patient communication, and even IT tasks. While working with Dr. Alexander Morden, I have learned tremendously about the healthcare business and it has further stimulated me in pursing this career. The joy and satisfaction that the patients experience when leaving Dr. Morden's office makes the long and rough hours worth it.