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Well, it's officially been one week since I started volunteering and already my previous assumptions about hospitals and medicine have been turned upside down, shaken, and beaten out of me like a bad habit. Let me first say that the ER I'm at is not a trauma center, and is more like a clinic than an "emergency" room. Needless to say, my first big revelation was the overall lack of intensity. I knew that it wasn't going to be all dramatic and movie-like, with countless people dying and screaming in pain as a handsome doctor seamlessly slices and dices until all are healed, all to the musical accompaniment of indy music. But one code in a whole week? I was shocked. The most serious thing that happened when I was there (three hours a day, 6 days a week) was that a woman had a seizure and vomited all over herself in the waiting room. Other than that, almost everybody who walked in the sliding door had nothing even remotely close to an emergency. Most of these people are using the ER as their doctor's office, clogging up the system with their colds and stomach aches. I can count the emergencies this week on my hands, with fingers to spare. This really bothered me, how the system is abused, and was my first foray into the ugly world of the national heathcare system.
The second thing I came to realize was why people wait so long. I know it's hard to focus on anything other than yourself when you're in pain in a hospital gown, but people need to understand that there are usually 2 doctors for 30+ patients. One of my jobs is going around to patients' rooms and making sure they have what they need (blankets, pillow, drink if allowed, call button, etc.), and almost every time they want their doctor. Eventually they get cranky and some even try to leave. I've come to see that nobody is to blame for this other than people clogging up the system. It's not an easily solved problem.
I also have a newfound appreciation for nurses. At least in the ER, they do all the work. The doctor's job is to treat and to talk. The nurses have to do everything else. I rarely even see doctors, so I work with the nurses for the most part, and I have sworn to myself I won't be the doctor who disrespects the nurses. Without them, there wouldn't be healthcare.
There was something I was right about, however. Nurses, EMT's, doctors, etc. have a really twisted sense of what's "cool". I love it. I was about to leave my first day, and one of nurses stopped me.
"No, don't leave yet. Just wait five more minutes, and you can see something cool. A father just called in saying his daughter broke her leg, and the bone's sticking out. You gotta stay and watch."
I don't believe you will find something like that in any other profession. And I love it. Either way, there were 7 or 8 nurses and EMT's plus me waiting in ambulance bay waiting for the girl to come in (with bated breath, of course). As they roll her in, it's obvious that it wasn't as bad as reported. The skin was broken, there was blood, but no bone. A collective sigh rolled through the dissappointed spectators.
Anyway, I do enjoy what I do. Even though I'm not doing much, it's a great feeling when you help someone out and you know it was exactly what they needed at the time. Someone to ask for water, to turn off the lights, little things that nurses and doctors don't have time for. After a month, if I'm still not getting the exposure to the dirty work of medicine I'm ultimately looking for, I may transfer to a trauma center. For now, I'm enjoying the work enviroment, the people, the twisted humor, and the beyond ugly blue jacket I'm wearing.
The second thing I came to realize was why people wait so long. I know it's hard to focus on anything other than yourself when you're in pain in a hospital gown, but people need to understand that there are usually 2 doctors for 30+ patients. One of my jobs is going around to patients' rooms and making sure they have what they need (blankets, pillow, drink if allowed, call button, etc.), and almost every time they want their doctor. Eventually they get cranky and some even try to leave. I've come to see that nobody is to blame for this other than people clogging up the system. It's not an easily solved problem.
I also have a newfound appreciation for nurses. At least in the ER, they do all the work. The doctor's job is to treat and to talk. The nurses have to do everything else. I rarely even see doctors, so I work with the nurses for the most part, and I have sworn to myself I won't be the doctor who disrespects the nurses. Without them, there wouldn't be healthcare.
There was something I was right about, however. Nurses, EMT's, doctors, etc. have a really twisted sense of what's "cool". I love it. I was about to leave my first day, and one of nurses stopped me.
"No, don't leave yet. Just wait five more minutes, and you can see something cool. A father just called in saying his daughter broke her leg, and the bone's sticking out. You gotta stay and watch."
I don't believe you will find something like that in any other profession. And I love it. Either way, there were 7 or 8 nurses and EMT's plus me waiting in ambulance bay waiting for the girl to come in (with bated breath, of course). As they roll her in, it's obvious that it wasn't as bad as reported. The skin was broken, there was blood, but no bone. A collective sigh rolled through the dissappointed spectators.
Anyway, I do enjoy what I do. Even though I'm not doing much, it's a great feeling when you help someone out and you know it was exactly what they needed at the time. Someone to ask for water, to turn off the lights, little things that nurses and doctors don't have time for. After a month, if I'm still not getting the exposure to the dirty work of medicine I'm ultimately looking for, I may transfer to a trauma center. For now, I'm enjoying the work enviroment, the people, the twisted humor, and the beyond ugly blue jacket I'm wearing.