Summary: Volunteering At Marianjoy Rehabilitation Hospital

Through the many trips that my family has taken to the hospital due to various reasons, I have become fond of the hospital and its many wonders. After all the things that the medical field has done for me and my family, I decided to contribute to my local hospital to volunteer and help out those who pay visits to the hospital. Through my exposure to various clinical populations, I want to improve my ability to serve others in this capacity that can guide me towards the medical profession in the future.

Simultaneously, The Decline of my grandmother’s health after suffering a stroke led to a substantial need for assistance in an array of activities in her daily living. As a Certified Nursing Assistant, I Provided her with direct care and support throughout her recovery process. Therefore leading to, the observation of her OT sessions which eventually led to my deep interest, heightened appreciation, and new inspiration to change my course of study and career focus in the field of Occupational Therapy. Going forward, I began gaining volunteer experience At the Mount Sinai Rehabilitation Center, where I observed specialist in hand therapy, lymphedema, brain and spinal cord injuries. The experience was emotionally rewarding because I followed the gradual progression of patients, I learned about their stories and what brought them to the center. Volunteering was an Enriching Experience I had a hand in the therapy experience for the patient, and I got to observe Amazing people across all levels in the healthcare

Volunteering at the Mary Manning Walsh Nursing Home over the summer was an invaluable experience. As I became more comfortable, I began extending my duties beyond physical tasks such as serving food or transporting residents. I started interacting with the residents on a more personal level, not as a volunteer, but more as a friend. In return, the residents became increasingly open, and the nurses watched as I conversed with residents they had deemed as reserved. Sometimes when I helped residents they would say nothing, but at the same time they said everything I needed to hear. I probably appreciated helping those residents, more than they appreciated me. Every night when I went to bed, I felt I had actually made a difference. This volunteering experience allowed me to realize that whatever I do in life, I want to go to sleep feeling the same way I did that summer.

Additionally, I volunteered with community programs focused on alleviating health care issues. For example, I worked with an organization that promotes community discourse on the unique, hidden health challenges of homeless and low-income women and girls. Not long after that, I volunteered at two events,

One of my extracurricular activities was volunteering at UPMC Memorial Hospital in York, PA during the 10th and 11th grade. I gave patients food and water, answered call bells, and comforted and transported patients. I volunteered for 4 hours a week, 15 weeks a year, and had a total of 120 volunteer hours. Volunteering at the hospital showed me what it takes to care for the sick and made me realize that I want to go into the medical

I am interning at Heartfelt, a mental health agency that works with adults, children and their families that deal with any type of behavior and mental health problem since 2006 with a mission to provide culturally competent, and professionally sound mental health, foster care, youth development and family support services to empower our community one child and one family at a time. The services that Heartfelt offers to clients are intensive in-home therapy, outpatient therapy, community support team (CST), peer support, medication management, and residential level III group home. Many of the clients at Heartfelt are offered Outpatient therapy service compared to other services. My role at Heartfelt is as an intern who is supervised by a MSW field supervisor completing tasks. Few of tasks that I perform at Heartfelt is shadowing professionals performing assessments and intakes with clients, working on various administrative projects such as finding resources for clients and reviewing and updating clients’ charts.

During high school, I was a member of the New Visions program; through the program I was able to observe and volunteer at Monroe Community Hospital and Strong Memorial Hospital. I spent four days out of the week at Monroe Community Hospital and one day at Strong Memorial Hospital. I was placed on many different floors. For instance, I was on a geriatric PT floor of Monroe Community Hospital where I watched therapist work one-on-one with patients. I went on room calls with therapist to observe care outside of the PT facility and watched how they set up patient care plans. Also, I was on multiple nursing units at both hospitals, where I would push patients in wheelchairs to their desired destination and help feed patients at lunch time. I was

I began volunteering at the Hospital for Special Surgery, to get an overview of what is is like to work at a hospital. Volunteering at a hospital was an eye opening experience, because I got to encounter how physicians, and medical staff communicate, and listen to their patients. These two skills are essential to understand patient needs, and therefore make the right decisions in diagnosing diseases. My role at the hospital was to provide snacks, beverages, and aid kits to patients, families, and medical staff. I have witnessed families that stayed up long nights, because they had loved ones undergo surgery. Any person that has a loved one undergo surgery becomes worried and scared, because of the uncertainty that lies ahead. However, the imperative skills that I have learned and exceeded on was my communication skills. Communicating with these families, and patients was exceedingly important, because you have to place yourself in their shoes to understand the situation they are in. I met young patients, as young as 5 years old, that were in the hospital for days recovering from surgery, or undergoing

Imagine a four year old child, whose physicians believed would never walk or talk, walking into a rehabilitation center unaided for the very first time. With wide smiles and tear filled eyes, therapists and staff stop to stare with awe and pride, because they have watched this small girl struggle to accomplish this milestone for years. Unfortunately, this outcome may not be typical; however this has happened at Mercy Rehabilitation. Here dedicated therapists work to give patients the skills needed to return to living life as they were able before an accident or injury, and help children living with special needs reach their full potential. To patients seeking rehabilitation services,

I volunteered at the Hubbard House, which is a home away from home for people who have family in the hospital or are being treated by the hospital and don’t want to live there, as the hospital is a 5 minute bus ride away. Our job was to serve the residents who were currently housed there, a hot homemade spaghetti and meatballs meal with garlic bread and assorted desserts. We served them as if it were a restaurant and brought smiles to their faces.

As a volunteer, I scribed, organized the stock medications, and mentored incoming volunteers on the clinic processes. With

I want to become a Junior Volunteer at Arcadia Methodist Hospital because I’m passionate about helping people.I think this would be a great opportunity for me to give back to the community because the community has had a great impact on my life and personality. I believe Methodist Hospital is a great opportunity for me to give a helping hand, even if that means only having an impact on one individual.

I ambitiously decided that I would brighten the lives of the elderly by volunteering at a rest home, but discovered that the elderly were being neglected, shoved aside and forgotten. As I stepped into the home a pungent odor penetrated my nostrils, causing an instantaneous gagging reflex. The place was abounded with neglected and subdued inhabitants, yearning for attention. Anybody that passed them caused a sudden outburst of ranting. The negligence and disregard the home displayed appalled me, but helped me to realize that I wanted to make a difference and change the condition people live in.

The cultural experience that I decided to participate in was volunteering at a nursing home. Hospice centers focus on the care of chronically or terminally ill patients. Volunteering at such a center would require training and certification and a clean bill of health. Nursing homes require similar training for some forms of volunteer service, however there are other options available that still allow direct interaction with residents. I chose to volunteer at the LakePoint Nursing and Rehabilitation Center that is located in my hometown. My goal was to directly engage with the residents there so that I could better understand their experiences and overcome my feelings of discomfort.

I later enrolled in a practical nursing program, in pursuit of my dream of becoming a nurse. While taking my prerequisites, I decided to volunteer at a local hospital in the emergency department. At the hospital, I assisted with transporting patients within the facility, preparing rooms for incoming