A music box like sound twinkled with a bright tune throughout the hospital. Its tune was heard from the quiet and calm patient rooms, through the long white hallways, and to the comfortable hospital lobby where I stood waiting. I wonder what that sound was? Well, who cares? I’ve got other things to worry about. It was my first day of volunteering at the Fountain Valley Regional Hospital. The first tasks I was assigned were to greet, to help, and to escort visitors to their destination. My shaky hands were clasped together in an attempt to stay calm. Jeez I hope I don’t get lost while escorting a visitor.
This year started with many changes to my and the other paraprofessionals schedules. For the first month or so I didn’t know where I would be assigned for the day. I started out with Ms. Ireland and her crew of sixth graders. I was comfortable with this assignment because I was familiar with the students. Then we had the turnover of several paraprofessional positions. One left to pursue a different career, another didn’t come back after summer break and another just left. So we were down to a crew of five paraprofessionals when we started with eight. It took some adjustment and some new hires but we finally got to a “normal” schedule and we each knew where we were expected to be daily. (Most of the time)
It has been my dream since I was 5 years old to be in the Los Santos Emergency Response Team. I have always lived in the city of Los Santos, and I know this state like the back of my hand. I love helping/saving people, as well as enforcing the rules with no exceptions. My dad was a medic in this city until a few years ago when he was killed in action. Ever since then it has been my life work to make my father proud of me by Following his footsteps and make sure no one ever gets hurt in my city again. A little bit more about me is that I am 6 foot 7 inches tall, I work out everyday, I have an excellent memory, I can run a mile in 3 mins, I can do 80 pull ups in a minute, and I have a 4.5 GPA. I donate a lot of my free time to the local animal
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.
The person who I choose to interview was a close friend of mine named Ashely who is both a homecare aid and medical office assistant. She has been a homecare aid for around two years and just completed the program for becoming a medical office assistant.
“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,
In my current role, as a medical receptionist and assistant, I am familiar with emergency situations, preliminary testing and providing positive support to both physicians and team members. I have experience with a range of patients from toddlers to elders. Moreover, most of the patient population I interact with are youth and young adults. I confirm their medical history with confidentiality and prepare their chart for the physician. Additionally, I conduct preliminary tests through specialized optometrist equipment. In the need of eye dilation or glaucoma work up, I provide care and complete all tests under the physician's supervision. The healthcare setting I work in is positive and professional. This type of environment makes me excel at both working with others and
Once I complete my training as a Physician Assistant, I want to use my clinical skills to improve healthcare delivery to underserved populations. My passion and commitment to this endeavor stems from my own experience as an African American male growing up in a underserved population. I knew from an early age that the environment that I was growing up in was not a healthy one and I fully understood when my father moved our family to a more suburban environment. Although we were moving to a better environment, I felt a deep sense of sadness that I was losing my friends and abandoning my home. My core motivation toward helping underserved populations stems from my belief that there is hope for those communities and the people who live in them.
I earned 14 hours for service for this activity. I continued working in my shift in the ICU. In the ICU, the main jobs are refilling the drawers in the not occupied rooms and ensuring that the supply closets are full. Sometimes, I clear the storage unit, that contains towels, sheets, pillow cases, and rags, from yarn. The yarn is used to tie the a stack of linen together and they are usually all over the place. If I get the chance, I throw out the excess yarn and untie the stacks. When I was doing this, a nurse thanked me because everyone is so busy and does not have time to clean up the yarn. I continued to do my jobs, but towards the end of my shift, I begin to become tired. I developed time efficient system that allowed me to maximize the
Today was my first day in the Paramedics department. I shadow EMTs tech today, his name was tom. Everyone in the Department was very welcoming and they were glad to have PFE student over in their department. Tom, showed me the truck and the different kinds of bags they have in the truck for different kinds of patients, he told me that they get 30 calls each day, and about 1400 calls a year. He asked me about what I want to be and we talked a little about the career I want to be pursued in. He told me when they are free, they go to wawa to get coffee, they took to me to the wawa and they were nice enough to ask me if I want anything but I simply said Thanks. We came back to the unit and then waited for call but we did not get any call.While
First, I examined an occupation in the medical field— the job of an emergency room nurse. As described by the Washington State Department of Health in “Types of Hospital Units,” these nurses work in a hospital setting with separate units containing several patient rooms, electrical monitoring equipment, and various medical supplies. Emergency room nurses are responsible for caring for a variety of patients who are severely injured or in a critical condition. As expressed by Olivet Nazarene University in “A Day in the Life of an ER Nurse,” RN Ericka Harrison claims,“There is no typical day in the ER, in fact the only sure bet in ER nursing is that no two days will ever be the same.”
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.
Reading your post reminded me of a leadership role I recently took on in the emergency room, and the difficulties that came along with it. You would think that most medical teams huddle prior to the start of shift, yet this is not always the case in every institution. I have worked in five different emergency room and for the most part it is the norm. The county hospital that I currently work in it huddles were not a general practice, and the lack of communication was a sore thumb constantly sticking out due to it’s lack. A new manager started short after my first day on the floor and we developed a good work relationship that started with me pointing out the communication hurdles we faced. Huddle was shortly enacted and I was the lead
Thank you for sharing your experiences, while working in the emergency room(ED). I agree with you in that it is disconcerting to admit that homeless patients with mental illness return to the ED consequently suffering from acute or chronic exacerbation of the disease. It is important to recognize that acute exacerbation can be prevented. For example, COPD episodes can be prevented. Usually readmission can be prevented by taking preventive measures: flu vaccine, long acting inhalers, exercise, and nutrition (World Health Organization, 2012).
In the summer of 2016, I was shadowing the E.R doctor and a patience came in with chase pain, the patience was a 62-year-old female, she didn’t speak nor understood English, she came in with two of her son that barely speak English and they were trying to explain what the patience was feeling but they didn’t know how to. I know what they were going thru because I had to translate many time for my mom. So, I ask them if I was a able to translate for them. It was such a huge different for them and the doctor. I was very excited to been able to help somebody that was going thru I went to when I arrive to this country.