Personal Narrative: My Clinical Attachment
At the same time family does not have to mean blood relative, in reality family is whoever that individual deems their family their support system. When a patient is diagnosed with a chronic illness such as Diabetes they are most likely going to require medication, appointments, and lifestyle changes. Compliance can be increased drastically
How has the clinical experience changed you as a person? I think the clinical experience has had a positive impact on my life. I feel I have slowly discovered how much I enjoy working in a hospital setting. I figured I would enjoy taking x-rays, but you never truly know until you are actually in the environment. In a way I have become more caring as a person, especially when you see newborn babies struggling and fighting for their lives.
They started the 12 inch incision down the center of my chest. The moments after that I still don’t remember. We were at Cleveland Clinic, and today was the day of my open heart surgery. My Grandma, Grandpa, and my family, were all walking to the hospital. I could hear the buzzing of traffic, crazy cars honking at each other, and the premonition.
“I startled awake, in a pool of my own sweat. I had the same dream again, the one where he took my parents, I can never forget it.” “That is very common in children who have gone through severe trauma at a young age,” replied the therapist. “Ever since that day, I’m just always angry.”
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.
When I was eleven years old, I tore my anterior cruciate ligament, more commonly known as the ACL while playing in a football game. Being only eleven years old, this was a pretty unusual injury as most ACL tears do not happen until mid to later teens. Hearing that I tore my ACL was pretty devastating. I did not know much about it, but I knew enough to know I would be out of sports for a long time. The next nine months of my life were spent with one goal in mind: getting back to sports.
Endermologie therapy So yesterday on my way back home, I was waiting for the 7 train in Queens Borough Plaza. I usually wait for the train by the stairs when I noticed a suitcase surrounded by plastic bags. I looked around to see if it belonged to anyone. To my surprise, people walked passed it like it was nothing.
My Brush with Technosis! 1) I was surprised to find out the amount of technology that I use with a given 24 hour period because I could not believe I was being exposed to technology 80% of my a day. Little did I know that my phone is 65% of that 80%. I rely on my smartphone because it helps me with everything I need to do and it saves me time the bad part of it is that I become more and more lazy because I went from using a pencil and paper for taking notes to using my cell phone to take notes. I rely on my cell phone because the notes I took could come in handy when I am on the subway because I can review the notes and study them on the bus ride home rather than pull out my book and study while everybody is staring. I would consider giving up my cell phone
I have been very luckily treated for multiple generic disorders in America since 2001 as a result of advancing medical science and the stunning performance by physicians, surgeons, clinicians and therapists. The medical practitioners had introduced me hopes again and again. It was when I woke up from general anesthesia in Massachusetts General Hospital my surgeon explained to me the implantable device on clinic trial failed to correct my generic disorder; however he reassured me this was not the end of it and we’ll try another device expected to be available after FDA’s approval in a year. I would have a shortened life expectancy if this disorder was left untreated into my middle-age adulthood.
In my first clinical placement day as 2nd year St Clair College collaborative nursing student in Metropolitan Hospital, I was assigned to assess the patient (SS) who was recently done 2 surgical procedures , and as I did the routine checkup of the patient’s data from the medical file and chart, it was mentioned that MRSA test was done 3 days ago as the patient was susceptible to it because of lengthy stay in the hospital but the results were not ready yet. At the door of the room there were notice that to use PPE precaution with the other patient sharing the same room of my patient, so I attempted to wash my hands and wear the gloves to get in the room, but my instructor advised me to wear gown too as the MRSA status was not known yet and the other patient is a known case and a nurse came to add the bed number of my patient to the note of using the PPE.
I looked down at my stump of a leg, now a useless extra limb. My whole body ached, not from the pain in my leg, but in fear of the pain that was about to begin. I sat up in my bed, not wanting to leave the safety of the covers. It had been two weeks and I needed to move.
My child Gillian has been developing well since our last discussion. She continues to excel in her academics and musical and artistic talents. She enjoys hanging out with her friends and has taken up playing soccer and softball. As for the rest of my family, my partner and I have gone through a bit of a rough patch. We began arguing about many things, such as our finances.
I laid all alone in a plain white twin sized hospital bed. My face pale as can be, as if I had just seen a ghost. My body was still, no movement, as if I were paralyzed. The news I had received was tremendously overwhelming. I felt trapped knowing there was no way out, no other option.
I never thought that a regular day at work will bring me, an experience that will end in an anxiety attack. Leaving my forties, the only anxiety I ever had experience priority to that moment was butterflies in my stomach. Now I can relate with people who struggles with this disorder in a big scale. Everything started with a parent of one student from the school I work for.
It is easy to bypass family interactions and focus solely on the patient, but nurses are missing a huge amount of information that is relevant to the continued care of the patient when they do not take into account the family structure, context and other important variables. The care of the person managing chronic illness rarely falls on just the individual afflicted and the nurse misses what is happening outside of the hospital that play a huge role in the patient’s care. Chronic illness is ongoing and the successful management of such an illness may have far reaching impacts on many other family members. To help ensure the best possibly continuation of care and support for the patient and the family, the nurse must find ways to interview, assess and involve the family factors in the patient’s
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