Why I Chose Nursing Home

I came to America from Vietnam when I was just three years old. I spent a majority of my life with my grandma, who has always taught me the importance of helping others. She always told me to have; you must give, and if you have nothing to give, you can always give your time. This phase has been a huge guide in my life, and it has truly shaped me into who I am. At a young age, I always felt that my purpose in life was to help people. After attending many doctor visits with my grandma for her health check-ups, I was confident my future occupation would be in the medical field. During these frequent doctor visits, I had the chance to watch the interactions and cooperation among different healthcare professionals in different settings. Being in this inspiring environment, I hoped one day I could mirror them and make a difference in people’s lives and the community. Although I have always wanted to help those in need, I was uncertain of what specific career role would allow me to fulfill my passion for helping others.

My parents own assisted living facilities and nursing homes so being around the sick, the terminally ill, and the elderly has always been a part of my life. I have spent a lot of my time working for my family’s business and learning to cope with sickness. My granny had numerous heart attacks and other serious health problems. When my granny went into kidney failure I felt helpless because I was unable to help her. All I could offer at that moment want conversations, and making sure in her last moments in life she knew how loved she was and still is. I now understand what many families face on a daily basis and at the moment, I knew I wanted to go into medicine so that I may help the sick and their families. Being around the doctors that treated

Working with the nurse who cared for my ailing grand-aunt, was a life changing experience. I would assist with bathing, grooming and toileting as well as reading to my aunt a couple of her favorite mystery novels. Evening though my grand-aunt 's condition was irreversible, I felt at peace because her nurse made sure she was comfortable and her needs were met. The compassion, empathy, work ethics and support the nurse provided for my family and grand-aunt during this difficult time resonated with me, the nurse inspired me in so many ways and even encouraged me to pursue a profession in nursing.

I first realized my passion for health promotion and disease prevention the summer following my first year of college. I had the privilege of attending the Summer Health Professions Education Program (SHPEP), which introduced me to numerous healthcare professionals. During the program, many of the professionals shared their stories about why they choose the profession, and with each story, I began to reflect deeply on my own background and what drew me to medicine. It was not until an emergency medicine physician spoke about his experiences, that allowed me to fully understand connecting my background to my future. The physician mentioned growing up in D.C., which brought to mind my family in D.C. It had been almost a year since my grandmother

Time spent at my mother’s bedside in the intensive care unit changed my perception of the nursing profession. I realized what unique value was integrated in comprehensive nursing care, which was built on excellence, compassion, and respect. I knew right then and there that nursing was a professional path which I would like to take. Changing my college major to nursing was not a difficult decision – I wanted to repay for all that courteous care my family received in the most vulnerable time of our lives.

I realized I wanted to be a nurse in 2010 when I was sitting by my grandfather as he was diagnosed with a stroke. As the physician explained to my family and I that the man we knew and loved would not be able to speak or walk again we were struck with heartache. The compassionate and holistic care that the nurses provided him solidified my determination to become a healer to patients who were not able to care for themselves. Today, I have the joy to work in an Emergency Department caring for acutely ill patients and their families, as they are vulnerable and grieving just as my family was. Nevertheless, I have come to realize that my journey will not end until I become more involved with patient care by earning a degree as a Nurse Practitioner. In this paper, I will discuss my educational and professional goals, short term and long-term goals, and how earning a Nurse

In the corner of the small hospital room stood a shy little girl. “You shouldn't be in here, honey”, my mother said as she nudged me out of the room where my grandfather lay dying. At the time, I couldn't understand the enormity of the situation. Ignorant to what was happening around me, my innocent mind fled with curiosity. The beeping of the machines and the soft quick steps of nurses captivated my attention. I was fascinated with this strange new world. This is the moment that sparked my desire to become someone great; a nurse.

Growing up around three female nurses in my family has sparked an interest in working in the medical field; being the introvert that I am, I decided that it was best to become a medical records field technician in Surprise Arizona. Being a big part of my life has I was growing up, my Nana and my two aunts Phyllis and Theresa all took upon the same career choice and became nurses. On February 14, 2012 I went with my Nana and my sister to the nursing home where my Nana works and passed out cookies for Valentine’s Day. While I was passing out cookies with my sister, I was able to see how the staff interacted with the patients and helped them if was needed, it made me realize that one day I would like to work somewhere in the medical field, but

Coming from a family that struggles financially, my parents were frequently absent for work, and often left me in charge to take care of my sister and brother. From my siblings’ birth in January 2006 and May 2008 respectively, I was tasked with feeding, teaching, and caring for them while my parents were working, on top of managing my own schoolwork. However, I am fulfilled by the sense of gratitude I receive when I began caring for those who could not care for themselves. In addition to teaching me patience, this also impels me towards a nursing career where I can fully utilize my strengths. Furthermore, I gained exposure in healthcare through my internship at Chapa-De as a dental assistant that began in early November 2016. By working clinically for over 12 hours a week, I gain invaluable exposure and experience by working with a variety of patients each day. The skills I develop, such as time management, infection control, and patient comfort are beneficial tools I will wield into my nursing education and career. Although my internship is focused on the dental aspect of healthcare, I desire to transfer my skills and experience into nursing because of the higher variety and more holistic aspects of patient care that enthralls me and my neverending curiosity. Nonetheless, the opportunity to learn each day in this field of healthcare is fascinating, and only further motivates me

When I first began my college career in 2011, I was a first generation college student. I entered into college with only a vague goal of becoming a Physician’s Assistant. The most common question I was asked was why? Why a Physicians Assistant? And I my answer was always the simple standard answer of: “I want to help people”. I, undeniably, still want to help others but it was not until the Christmas of my sophomore year, that I truly understood what it meant and took to be a successful Physician’s Assistant. A few days after Christmas my mother was hospitalized for two and a half weeks with a continuous blood clot in her leg and a small blood clot in her lungs. She spent the first 3 days in ICU, required multiple blood and iron transfusions, and eventually surgery. For me, the worst part of the entire experience was being awakened in the middle of the night by nothing more than the faint whisper of my name. Till this day, I don’t know how I heard it. My mom had collapsed on the stairs in excruciating pain. She was extremely weak and unable to move. I thought I was watching my mother die, and the immediate fear and panic that I felt, still haunts me sometimes. I didn’t know what to do or what was

At the age of two, my mother left my two-month-old sister and me in the care of my 72-year-old Grandmother before she came to the United State in pursuit of a better life for herself and her family. My grandmother saw this opportunity as a great reward; the only thing that hindered her was her severe arthritis. Throughout the eight years ,which I spent with my grandmother, I witnessed her rise up early at dawn screaming over pains in her legs, she has fallen numerous times and had to be taken to the emergency room, and have gone from doctor to doctor in search of a cure. For this reason, I have chosen is to become a Physician. The ordinary man has within them, the desire to do good,and I despise seeing decent people, who work as hard as everyone else but does not get to experience life because of a disease.

When I was fifteen years old, I remember watching the hospice nurses care for my grandpa. They moved carefully, administering medications, turning grandpa as needed, and making sure everything was as it should be. It struck me that the nurses were not only caring for the patient, but they also cared for the family. They had this strength that set them apart from everyone else in the room. They gave hope and comfort to my family and made my grandpa’s care priority. I believe that assisting people to regain their strength and health is fulfilling and meaningful. I’m passionate about nursing because I want to be able to help others when they need it most and to make a difference in someone else’s life. I want

I picked nursing homes, hospitals, and stethoscopes over riding my bike and playing outside. Every weekend, I accompanied my Mom, a Nursing Director, to her job at a nursing home. I knew the drill. My Mom always said, “Okay, sit here and wait for me.” I thought to myself, “Why would I stay in this boring room?” At times I would patiently wait there to make my Mom happy, but a majority of the time my curiosity got the best of me. I roamed the halls, observing patients, proudly carrying my toy stethoscope. The hallways were filled with chatter of sophisticated medical terminology. I occasionally found pride in myself because I would recognize a word like “blood pressure” and knew what it meant. In that moment of time, I wanted

When she walked into the room, she had a big smile on her face. She was Papaw’s favorite nurse. She smelled of vanilla bean lotion, had an a little bit of tang to her accent, and her hair was always in a tall bun. When she was done checking his vitals and had left the room Papaw turned to me, “She reminds me a lot of you. You could be a nurse you know, caring, observant, smart, and funny.” Ever since that moment I have taken every science class that introduces the life of human medicine to me. For example, I have taken human anatomy, biomedical sciences, and chemistry. I found that I am not only interested in, but good at science. The act of knowing is fascinating and rewarding for me. When someone is hurt, I feel that people always say “Go

A year ago, I was hired for my first real job with consistent hours and biweekly paydays. I had expected this job to simply be my source of income and where I’d spend every other weekend along with select weekdays after school. What I did not expect was for my job to shape my opinions on life and influence how I want my future to be.