Personal Narrative: My Passion In The Medical Field

I remember it like it happened yesterday. It was a warm sunny day on October 27 2013, and we were driving to my sister Amy’s house in Kaukauna. We had to drop off a set of bunk beds at her house for my niece Mia. My dad, mom, my sister Anna, and I were all in one car, while my two brothers, Andrew and David, were in the Ford Ranger ahead of us. We were having fun in the car, talking, laughing and listening to music, until we came up on a yield sign. My brother Andrew proceeded through it first, when a black Envoy came speeding around the corner, too fast to slow down. When Andrew saw it coming he tried to swerve, but the car was going too fast, and it was too late. The car hit the truck,

I was never a kid that knew who I would become when I grow up. My interests ranged from wanting to become an interior designer to having a strong desire of becoming a pilot. I was often surrounded by healthcare professionals but I never imagined myself striving to become one. Little did I know that I would end up at a stage in my life where I would be sure about pursuing a career in healthcare. Although I have decided on my career path, I have yet to discover a particular field within healthcare that grabs my interest. The RA Internship will help me learn more about medicine and help me find a right field of study through clinical research experience and monthly lectures offered to me as an intern. Though this opportunity I will be able to

Upon completing my final AmeriCorps term, I joined Impact NW as a staff member. Years,

As I exit the locker room, I strap on my black cleats and tighten my gloves. I grab my silver helmet with the lightning bolt logo, touch the sign that says “Play Like A Champion Today,” and walk into the tunnel. Finally, we hear our team’s name, and we run onto the field ready to defeat the fear of losing embedded in our minds. The opportunity arose, and whether we seized it or not, this would be my last game. We took away from that day more than just a win, or a loss. As somber as I was to let this moment go, I knew I had not let my team down. There was no anguish, no agony. These lessons from football have carried over in my journey to become a physician. I knew I wanted a career in healthcare, and football has better prepared me for that.

took steps back and fired taser darts. The next part to occur was recorded by a bystander. The

And what if he were dead, as well? I called out to him. No response. I would have screamed if I could have. He was not moving.

completing step #1 – an associates degree. In the grand scheme of life, it is my whole hearted desire to

Just as I began asking if they were in any pain, a man yelled, “Hey! Are you guys okay? Do I need to call an ambulance?”

Being surrounded with some unwell patients that have been in hospital for more than a month and having no one visiting them. I imagine myself being in their position wanting attention and a moment of laughter. When I started volunteering at St. Francis Hospital the first in my mind was to make the place have a positive change within the patient's. My duties are to help the nurses with their patients and communicating with patients with their needs. When passing out their food trays or helping them with any issues they have. I always desire to have a small conversation with the patient and giving them a little attention for them to not feel lonely. I end up having a good connection with patients and they love seeing me around while assisting

My first week went really well! I was definately both nervous and excited on the first day. I was nervous because I wasn't sure how the clinic would run and I quickly learned that it is a very fast paced clinic. My CI sees patients every 15 minutes and he is both the only PT there and the owner of the clinic. I have been learning a lot about PT treatments as well as the buisness side of the PT clinic. He has a lot of PT aides that help with exercises and setting patients up with ice and stim ect. The fast paced clinic was definately something I had to get used to. I was a little overwhelmed when we would just start with a patient and a new patient would walk in the door. However, there is a very good flow in the clinic and everyone is always

Everything around went blank and the only scene that I could see was my hands, compressing on this man’s chest. For what feels like hours, was only a minute when my partner and the paramedic came into the room and told me to switch out doing compressions with them. Within an instant, four other paramedics come in the room. One medic instructed me to go get information off of his wife. Without hesitation, I went to

arm pit and pulled him to his feet. “Let’s get the hell outta here,” I

Have you ever entered a gas station expecting to walk out with a Kit Kat bar, but actually end up walking out with the image of a bloody man stuck in your head? Obviously this is not a situation that most people are put in, let alone a twelve-year-old, as I was at the time of this occurrence. It is safe to say that this was not one of the better nights of my life, but it certainly was one of the most shocking. It was that night, that I believe was my “rite of passage”, due to what I had witnessed. Although I was only twelve years old at the time, I feel like I had to force myself to grow up that night, just so that I would not get overwhelmed by the bloody man, with a missing ear, repeatedly screaming “call 9-1-1!” The reason why I feel like that was my “rite of passage” is because I saw a man who appeared to be on the verge of death, my parents were not with me when this occurred, and for the first time in my life, I

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Hands were wrapped around my neck. I couldn 't breathe. I felt something touch my hand and I let out a sob. I tried to calm myself down. This isn’t going to happen again. I