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My Clinical Experience Essay

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In the emergency department, there are few days when things go right. I can recall seeing one woman’s devastation as she learned of the highly suspicious nodule in her left upper lung. Upon seeing Amber’s tears, I quickly felt a lump in my throat from the array of emotions as I empathized with this lady I just met. The doctor spent the next twenty minutes comforting the patient as she wept tears, unsure of what to do. The way the doctor carried himself and showed compassion ultimately led the woman to choose admission. I vividly remember her distraught demeanor and that of many others as they learn about their terminal illnesses. That day reminded me of why I became a medical scribe; to learn about medicine while discovering the clinical significance …show more content…

At an early age, my younger sister had a major heart surgery, an atrioventricular canal repair, for a congenital heart defect. Being four, I was too young to fully grasp what this meant for my family, but I since have learned the grief my parents endured thinking their only daughter would not live. My parents decided it was time to seek the best heart specialist around, so they drove 290 kilometers to Mexico City. Who they found not only saved my sister, but also ignited my passion for medicine. Like Dr. Ramirez, I want to give hope to patients and their families, committing myself to a life of alleviating pain in …show more content…

I met a camper named Max, whom had been recently diagnosed with medulloblastoma, a fast-growing, high-grade tumor. The procedures had their share of post-surgical dysarthria and difficulty with certain movements but his unwavering spirit of his diagnosis lifted my own. As I got to know him and his family, the biggest struggle he dealt with was not the diagnosis itself, but instead, it was the repercussion of being different resulting in fewer visits by his friends. I could only imagine how lost he felt, going through the most difficult time of his life with only his family by his side. That is until he mentioned his new friendships with his physical therapist and my own. When his family expressed their gratitude of my compassion, we shared a moment of tear-filled emotions. As a result, I was reminded of the importance of the humanitarian aspect of healing. As I continue my pursuit of becoming a physician, the significance of the human connection during treatment has remained at the forefront of my

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