Field Experience Narrative

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I recall waking up extra early, ecstatic about missing a day of school. However, I remembered the surgery soon to take place. Worried, I got up and wore comfortable clothes preparing myself for the stay at the hospital. After prepping, my mom and I proceeded to North Shore LIJ, Cohen’s Children’s Medical Center. I was briefed once again about the procedure, but my heart wouldn’t stop pounding and my mind went blank. I dozed off as I was waiting for multiple check ups, finger pricks and drawing even more blood. Finally, I was dressed into a gown and bright red socks. Everything felt so eccentric, so different, so odd. I’ve never been through a surgical procedure before or even broken a bone. In the blink of an eye I was already laying down on the bed with nurses swarming over me. The room was cold and sent chills throughout my body. I could hear the sound of equipments beeping, the sound of velcro ripping and doctors talking. Circular, sticky pads with wires were being sticked onto my body. My mom was far more anxious …show more content…
I’ve witnessed firsthand the duties and of different jobs involving nurturing and helping others: Nancy, my social worker who ensured and aided me mentally. The doctors that actually transplanted my bone marrow and the nurses that checked up on my well being constantly. Despite the long shifts and the endless amount of paperwork, they always radiate positive energy for the patients who are suffering. When a patient needs anything, the nurse is the first ones to appeal to their needs. When my brother, Caleb, was diagnosed with aplastic anemia, everyone in the family felt so discouraged and unmotivated. However, through countless amounts of counseling and encouragement, the almost year long stay seemed to be less painful. The moment of epiphany struck and forced me to reflect and appreciate what I already have been blessed