Why I Didn 't Know How It Would Influence My Life

Dr. Gawande shares a personal story with the reader to make his case. He tells us about his daughter Hunter, who suddenly stopped breathing at 11-days-old. Dr. Gawande’s wife quickly noticed the respiratory stoppage, shook Hunter, and her breathing started anew. The Gawande family immediately took Hunter to the hospital where, in an environment guided by the “orthodoxy of patient autonomy”, a team of physicians presented them with different treatment options and asked them to choose their preferred course of action.

Twenty-one years ago, my parents received the devastating news that my lungs were not developing properly and as a result my mom had an induced labor. I was born as a premature baby, weighing only 3 lbs. and was placed in the care of neonatal nurses in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) for 18 days. While my mom came to visit me, she would notice how well the nurses would care for me. Though their jobs were tough, the nurses would often carry me while I was crying and would often talk me to sleep, sometimes singing lullabies.

On the 21st of February 2005, Bill Aydt went into surgery for a lung transplant after being diagnosed with terminal idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis. His daughter, Karen Curtiss, now tells her father’s story in order to raise awareness for other patients and family members. According to Karen, he emerged nine hours later after a successful surgery and a positive prognosis from his pulmonologist. When recovering in the hospital after his surgery, Aydt was left in the bathroom alone while his nurse needed to tend to other patients. He became tired of waiting and decided to walk back to bed without the help of his nurse. Unfortunately, while making his way back, he took a fall and hit his head on the side of the bed. He was placed in horizontal traction with a cuff around his head and was not seen by the doctor for a staggering 57 hours. By this time Aydt had developed pneumonia and a pulmonary embolism and was sent to the ICU, where he was later diagnosed with MRSA. After recovering from MRSA he contracted Clostridium difficile. Although his body fought to overcome these nosocomial infections, it became too much and he was unable to survive his hospital stay (Patient Safety Movement, 2015). After suffering numerous medical errors, Bill Aydt died at the age of 71. His daughter Karen is now part of the Patient Safety Movement and founded CampaignZERO, helping to prevent the more than 400,000 preventable patient deaths each year (Patient Safety Movement, 2015). The ultimate goal of

Looking back on my life, there were many difficult times my family and I went through. Those difficult times, however, became my motivation for pursuing a career in the medical field. Growing up my brother had to overcome many different obstacles. At five years old he started talking after we thought he never would. In kindergarten he contracted meningococcal meningitis and was hospitalized for a long period of time. A couple years later his appendix ruptured while waiting in the hospital emergency room. After a couple weeks he had to be transferred to Akron Children’s Hospital where he stayed for another month. During those times

In spring 2004, a phone call from my mother changed my life. She told me in our native language, Aramaic, “the doctor dropped your godson Allen during the C-section”. Investigation reveled Allen birth trauma was caused by the physician due to being under the influence. I became my godson’s primary care taker because my family barely spoke English. The action of the physician demonstration of neglangce while the action of the home care nurse who provided excellent care till the unfortunate accident which lead to his death on Thanksgiving Eve 2007.

I have recently read a very good book that has impacted my life in a very positive way. A Walk to Remember made me look at life in such a different way. The book was so well written and had such a good plot line that I had no choice but to become more and more intrigued in it. This books hits the reader in such an emotional way and causes them to think about life differently. No other book has impacted me as much as this book has after reading it, I became a changed person.

I did not know much about the health care field then but in that moment, I felt as if the health care system failed since the day he was born. This experience made me become eager to be a part of making a difference in the health care world. The lack of managed care caused the life of my nephew, and for this my passion for Science and the need of helping others only manifested because of my experience. My aspirations were to become a Registered Nurse and specialize in Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. In my early college years, I also became a part of the UCLA team through an internship program. UCLA Care Extenders allowed me to gain valuable knowledge.As an intern, I did clinical rotations and was able to discover what takes place behind closed doors. However, what lead me into

My educational aspirations consists of acquiring a secondary bachelor’s degree in nursing. With this degree, I hope to continue pursuing my passion in the medical field. More specifically a career path in the pediatric unit or NICU. When I was nine years old, I was in a serious bicycling accident that left me unconscious with cuts covering a large portion of my body. My father brought me and my family to my pediatrician’s office where she spent the next two hours patching up the superficial wounds and stitching the deep ones.

While taking in each detail of the surgery, I witnessed the specialized skills required to make the incision and insert the tube through the patient’s chest. The physician’s success in carrying out the skills reminded me of the techniques I had mastered for my microbiology thesis. I found the missing link between my fascination with surgery and my thesis research: patient-centered care. I was awestruck by the physician’s ability to maintain focus on the chest tube insertion while simultaneously providing emotional support to the patient throughout the surgery. Witnessing the procedure instilled a deep desire to develop the physician’s abilities to deliver life-saving, patient-centered care.

This scenario can impact me because it makes me think harder about watching people drink. You never know what could happen to someone when they are under the influence. You have to be alert and understand what is going on, and what situation you might have put yourself in. Always know what recourses you have, and who you should be able to contact in case of emergency. This incident showed me that alcohol is nothing to play with, and people can really get hurt if it came down to it. The other boys in the fraternity never knew something like this was going to happen, and they were not prepared for what ended up happening in the end.

Caring: I cared for Mr. Harrison today who had throat cancer and needed tracheotomy suction. I took client’s lung sound, cleaned stoma, and changed client's dressing.

One of David’s hardest encounters was watching everyone eat around him normally. After David got the tube placed in his stomach he suffered from pneumonia eight times between October 1991 and December 1995. David seemed to have many health setbacks one after another. When he was eighteen, his appendix ruptured which made him have to have emergency surgery. One day, David decided that he wanted to go to college in Lynchburg, Virginia. David started going to night school at Central Virginia Community College where he started taking psychology classes. When David found out that he had passed his exam and also got and A on the final exam, he felt so accomplished. He really likes the work even though he said how hard it was. David decided that he wanted to be a nurse and work in the hospital.

I remember the day when Medicine started to make sense to me, it was also the day I truly appreciated the significance of an effective teacher. A so called lightbulb moment, and pulmonology went from a field I avoided, to one that am considering a potential career path. I began my clinical years at medical school believing my future would lie in surgery, however my surgical rotations didn’t capture my attention the way the medical rotations did. My desire to pursue a career in medicine was confirmed during my final year of medical school, as everything all came together. A cerebral specialty where various organ systems need to be considered and often management requires a balancing act between each organ.

My observation took place at Ransom Memorial Hospital on January 6, 2012 from 8am to 12pm. My experience at the hospital was very informative. I got

I am an Egyptian- American. I was born in America and have lived here for the majority of my life. However, coming from a third world country, I am familiar with a poor healthcare system. This has played an enormous impact on my decision to become a doctor. Many of my family members have been greatly affected by this poor healthcare system. Neglect and ignorance are major contributors to this issue. My grandfather owned a bakery where he provided a major food source for the Egyptian people, bread. Working in the bakery, for long hours, exposed him to a tremendous amount of smoke. The constant exposure to the smoke, flour, and dust resulted in a chronic respiratory issue. He decided to go in for a check-up which, eventually, lead to him being admitted to the hospital. Due to strong and unreasonably large amounts of medications prescribed, he passed away a few weeks later from kidney failure. With this all occurring around two years before I was born, I have always felt like this important relationship was missing from my life. Another story that impacted my life occurred with my cousin 's birth. During the delivery, the doctor applied too much pressure to his skull which stopped the oxygen circulation to the brain. This resulted in brain damage, unfortunately, this had a lasting effect on his and his family 's lives. He is now about forty years old with the mindset of a baby.