Health Field Experience

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3 AM
I’m a young, inexperienced high school student trying to figure out where I fit into this world, and even into my own life. After tossing many ideas around in my head, in my heart, and with my parents, I finally feel good about a direction I plan to pursue. Most careers in the health field look good to me because of the appearance of these positions. In the health field, you have a stable job, decent pay, varying amounts of education, many different departments to choose from, and opportunities to work your way up and grow. In the process of trying to decide what I want to do, I’ve jumped from Surgical Technician, to more of a nursing direction. I applied for a job as an ambulance driver, hoping to get experience in the health field
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I knew there was so much for me to learn, and so did they. I’d tradeoff between gazing at my glass of water as tiny droplets covered the surface, looking out at the cars drifting past the window, and adjusting my sleepy hair. The three other people exchanged stories of different situations they encountered in their days: the craziest, most amazing and most traumatic. I wadded in each word, trying to imagine one of their experiences happening on a night like this. I guess it’s easy to be so open with people in the early hours, because this discussion was far from your typical day-to-day chat. Soon, the exchange took a slow turn into a story from the seasoned nurse to my right. Following the mention of meth from one of the guys across the table, she had one strong opinion to …show more content…
After all of the words that had been shared with me already before the sun had come up, my head was spinning a bit. I was aware of the fact that there would be new experiences I would have to endure through this job, but I didn’t know that I would learn so much about people, and life, as I had already. Merely a stepping stone to where I actually want to be, I didn’t think my heart would become invested so quickly into this line of work. I ponder the wisdom I had heard from Doc, the struggles I listened to from the nurse, and I’m comforted as I remember that they had each been in my shoes at some point in their life as well. After clocking out, climbing into my car and driving home with a foggy mind, I reached home where I’d have to start getting ready for school. I thought about the people I had spent my time with all morning, and what they might be doing now. Their day had begun at 3 a.m. just like me, and now they are starting their work day. They may not remember now, as they are settled into their typical daily life, but I know they once were as exhilarated as I am now about taking this adventure by the steering wheel and riding it to wherever it will lead