Today after school I received a phone call from my mother. When I answered the phone I could tell that something was wrong by the tone of her voice. My mother told me that I needed to come to Finley Hospital right away. After I hung up the phone I rushed to my car and drove to the hospital. When I arrived at Finley my mother met me at the doors and said “Hayley your Papa has been in the hospital because his throat was swelling up and he couldn’t breathe”. After my mom told me the news I had wanted to see Papa right away. When we entered his room I ran up and gave him a hug. Papa was telling me that the reason why he is in the hospital had something to do with his lungs closing up,which had blocked his airways. The doctor told us that smoking
In early January of 2017, my mom had called my school so that she could talk to me. She cried very hard when I talked to her while trying to tell me that she had gone to a different country and would come back soon. I could not figure out why she cried, it worried me, When I asked my dad, he just told me she would come back soon but would not tell me her reason for crying. When she came back, she seemed just fine and did not cry once, so I decided not to ask her about why she cried over the phone because I wanted to see her remain happy. A few weeks later my mom had come to speak to me and my sister about how our young cousin died and educated us on how we should feel really grateful we still live together and how we should take care of each other.
I always knew that I wanted to work in the field of criminal sciences. However, I wasn’t sure I had the stomach to be a coroner. Someone recommended I watch the show Bones on FOX, and I was instantly hooked. Dr. Temperance Brennan is a forensic anthropologist at the Jeffersonian Institute, and I knew as soon as I finished the first episode that I wanted to be a forensic anthropologist. While Brennan is a fictional character, she is based on books written by Dr. Kathy Reichs.
Day two clinicals. This day went so much smoother. I had the same two patient as the day before and one got discharged and I got a new patient. I feel like my second day I had an amazing relationship with my one patient. I got her to eat a little more that day because I knew what to talk to her about.
Another day at Hamtramck Medical Center learning more about this career each day, but today was a good day. Not a lot of people came pulse my supervisor tough me how to do the throat culture. “It’s very easy all you have to do is clean your hands, and then remove the swab from the packing. Ask the patient politely to open his/her mouth, and then turn his/her face against the light. Guide a swab over the tongue; rub the swab firmly over the back of the throat, both the tonsils and any areas of inflammation.
As I slowly walked over to where my mom was sitting I dreaded the conversation that was about to happen. As soon as she handed me the phone I said “hi” and after a long silence I finally heard my father’s booming voice through the phone. “Hey sweetheart, I’m sorry to hear about you and your boyfriend.” When I heard this I couldn’t help but fight back the tears. Crying was never acceptable so I already knew better then to let him hear me cry.
I'd be nervous about those things too, but he seems to take it all in stride. His sister lives in Yarmouth which is about fifteen minutes from where we are. I think the fact that they triage appointments definitely has a lot to do with why we've had to wait a while for ours. Also, they need to schedule anesthesiologists and so on. The anesthesiologist I had came to meet me just before my procedure
As three men roll out of the front seat of the EMT with sirens blaring, I know this one is a code red emergency, or in other words, life threatening. My protocol tells me to stand with the rest of the nurses as the men and women wheel in a pulley to the front entrance, but my experience tells me to take any precious seconds before they arrive to clean out an empty room as fast as possible. I do. The sounds of labored breathing and Velcro straps from the restraints ring in my ears as the man is settled into the bed. The sheets that I took little time in arranging are now stained with crimson blood and the backs of nurses and physicians now block my sight.
I was highly impressed by the overall teamwork in the emergency department. It has a sense of organized chaos that would have taken me some time to adjust to. My nurse and I ended up going through a large group of patient during the time I was there. The nurse has this uniformity to how she would get her tasks done. The thing that through me off was the amount of stuff got done with our patients by other people.
I say I can hear my mom crying in the bedroom, she usually does this on a daily basis but today it is more than usual because my father died on this day. Today marks four years since his death, I still feel guilty for it. I was in the car with my dad when it occurred and I couldn 't do anything to solve it or help him but I still tell myself I could have done something. Sniffling my mother responds, “Yes Meghan?”
It was gloomy and rainy in the small city of Frederick, Maryland. Also cold. The drive to Frederick Memorial Hospital was even worse. A small BMW was on the road with a few other cars. This particular BMW had three children and a woman inside of it.
This year, I experienced both a personal and academic obstacle that correlate with one another. In January, I started the year long Medical Assisting program at my school. Prior to beginning this program, I was so excited to be getting a medically centered education, and learning about the field I wanted to expand my career in. After entering the program and learning that there is so much more to medicine than just taking care of patients, I began to lose my interest. This was shocking to me since, my whole life up until this year, I believed I was going to become an amazing medical doctor.
My passion for healthcare lies with patient care. I enjoy taking care of patients and their family. I have chosen to become a family nurse practitioner because I can combine nursing and medicine to provide a higher level of care to my patients. As a nurse practitioner will be able to make an impact on my patient’s health through, health promotion, disease prevention, managing acute and chronic conditions and improving patient’s health (Wynne,
I run my life from moment to moment, knowing the fact that I can not run a marathon anytime soon. That may be a little misleading, sounding as if I go on immense adventures and take in everything as I go. What I actually mean when I say this is that I do not preoccupy myself with anxiety for problems of the future. I have my goals and I will take the steps necessary to accomplish them. My family 's overarching pessimism and anxiety demonstrated to me that I had to pursue the opposite mindset in order to thrive.
The time I took a memorial trip to Branson Jackie Chan once tweeted Family isn’t whose blood you carry It’s who you love and who loves you back. I want to tell you about the time I took a trip to Branson that I will never forget. Some of you probably took an amazing trip you remember. Well I am going to share with you how I met my adopted grandparents, the Christmas days leading up to the trip, and what we did while we were there.
The diagnosis was a difficult thing to get used to. Not being able to do anything about it made everything much worse. Papa was even more distraught after hearing