Personal Narrative: My Clinical Internship At The Crisis Stabilization

Learning to handle people at their worst, was one of the biggest challenges I faced as a Physical Therapist intern. Over the summer of 2016 I gained first hand insight of my desired career as a community volunteer in my area. I assisted patients daily for over three months, devising the best treatment plans and guidance for using equipment, preparing patients for electric shock therapy, but more importantly, being patient as people are less friendly and not talkative when faced with pain. I had to learn when to engage or when silence was golden.

My second clinical day at Mercy Defiance Hospital, progressive care unit, was overwhelming but rewarding and very educational. Through the 8 hours I was there, I learned a lot. I engaged myself in many self-directing learning practices to futher promote my professional growth. My first time interaccting with my patient,I was joined with my clinical instructor. While in the room, I got to listen to to my patients heart, lungs, and bowel sounds. I was able to see and examine the patients ostomy bag, as well as help them to the bathroom. There were ways that I can improve my professional growth, suchas,having the confidence to not second guess my self about things to do in assessments. For example, I know how to assess the lungs, I should not second guess where to listen for the sounds. One of my goals for next week dealing with professional growth would be to have the confidence to know what I have learned and use it. My second one being to go into the room with a confident attitude and believe in myself.

The main task of my internship was to gain more experience and knowledge of our respective field. Overall, the experience proved to be both enjoyable and rewarding. During this internship I used the skills that I learned from my Medical Assistant class and used them in the real world scenarios at the hospital. Also while I there I was exposed to new experiences. Such as performing Urine test on Drug and alcohol patients. For this procedure I had to stand in the restroom with the patient's and watch them urinate into a cup. I had to stand in the restroom with the patients because in the past they try and cheat the system. For example

This was a very eye opening class for me. Coming from a mental health counselling background I have to admit it is a major difference in how social workers operate versus therapist. In this essay I will reflected on how this social work class has genuinely affected me, my strengths and weaknesses, and what I have taken away from this class. I always gain a great deal of satisfaction from helping others. I remember from middle school on through adulthood I was the go to person. If a person had an issue or needed to talk. I was the voice of reasoning. I was the one able to grab hold of certain resources if someone was in need

Through this relationship, negative and positive thoughts and emotions as well as their causes were gradually shared and our distinctive perspectives begin to enhance. These subconscious interactions between the interns and I are the nature of practicum learning, especially, in an integrated healthcare setting where students are confronted with profound client situations that evoke strong personal reactions and feelings. To accurately acquire an understanding of our distinct experiences of the unit, the interns and I vocalized interest in bi-weekly peer group supervisions. This unusual concept truly provides a deeper supportive peer environment and offers a variety of perspectives. In a supplemental reading, titled, Combining Individual and Group Supervision in Educating for the Social Work Profession, authors Carolyn A. Walter and Thomas M. Young excellently summed it up well: “exposure to other people’s viewpoints, their skills, their values, their knowledge . . . that’s a piece you don’t just get in individual [supervision] or class (Walter & Young, 1999, p. 83).” As students, we learn, daily, from educators and mentors, however; in an interdisciplinary field, peer supervision provides transferable skills building for individuals in reflective practice and promotes a learning culture in teams, which are fundamental skills for social workers in any healthcare

My second clinic rotation is internal medicine and I’ve had many encounters, both with patients and colleagues, which have made me pause and reflect. One of those encounters, in particular, will still be on my mind long after I finish typing this reflective journal. The patient at the center of it all is a lady I’ll refer to from here on as “Mrs. Flowers.” Mrs. Flowers is an 81 year old female with dementia and diabetes. She arrived on our unit with a diabetic foot infection that had progressed from a simple toe ulcer to wet gangrene. Over the last 2-3 months, gangrenous changes encompassed the distal half of her left foot. During pre-rounds, our medical team unanimously agreed that we would contact surgery for a consult. At time, it was obvious

Week three in clinical was difficult for me, I had a great experience overall but I hated seeing and holding a baby that had passed away at 21 weeks. To know what the family could possibly be going through was heartbreaking. I wouldn’t exactly know what to do if I was with the patient and her family exactly. I do know that I did place her in the room when she was admitted to triage. I do feel good about seeing the scenario play out, while being a student rather than being in the field alone. Other than that I was able to see the beginning stage of labor as well as a C-section. Everyone was so bent out of shape on making sure I eat and that I don’t faint, but it seriously wasn’t bad. As a matter of fact I was too intrigued with the mother rather

On 10/05/2016, I, Jeffrey Lee Albert, was working as a police officer for the Wichita State University Police Department, in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas. At approximately 1614 hours I was dispatched to Grace Wilke to offer a ride for a student Eryn Noelle Miller to Comcair Crisis Center at 635 N Main, Wichita, KS 67203. I arrived at approximately 1627 hours at Grace Wilke and met with Amy Marie Barfield on the thrid floor. Barfield introduced me to Miller and I started my transport at approximately 1644 hours. We arrived at Comcair Crisis Center at approximately 1704 hours. I helped Miller get checked in and waited with her until staff were present. I left Comcair Crisis Center at approximately 1722 hours and returned to service at approximately

The clinic that I am doing my clinical rotation is a small family medical office with one physician assistant and one doctor. It is located in Collier County Naples, Florida. Naples is considered as one of the richest city in Florida with a diverse ethnic group like Caucasian, African America, Asian, Latinos, Haitian, and much more. They see any patients start from 6 years old. Most of the patients who come to the clinic don’t have a medical insurance. They are self-paid. My preceptor is a professor of physician assistant at Nova University in Florida over 20 years.

In the process of me completing an internship at the Department of Human Services, (DHS) in the department of children and families, I was asked to supervise a home visit with the non-custodial parent which in this particular case (father). So in this case the visit always takes place at the local park within the community. The custodial parent (mother) drove by the park and seen that the child’s father brought along his present girlfriend’s daughter to accommodate him with his visit with his son. The mother got upset because the father brought along his girlfriend’s

This summer has by far been the most meaningful due to my internship at the Lloyd Moss Free Clinic. I had a wonderful opportunity to use my summer before college to explore healthcare professions and learn how a free clinic functions. Throughout my experience, I was exposed to many different professions within a clinic. My daily task consists of a wide variety of activities. I would begin by sorting and filing patient document, gathering charts for upcoming appointments, and helping the clinical operations director with projects regarding referrals. Then, I would continue my day at the call center. While assisting at the call center, I was able to learn what exactly each department handles at the clinic and I was exposed to a variety of terms

While a student in the Human Services Department at Wallace State Community College, in Hanceville, AL I was required to perform 450 Clinical hours of Internship for graduation. The place of my tutorship was The Pathfinders Half-Way House located in Huntsville, AL. My first responsibility there was to correctly file away applications for admissions. In doing so I became privy to the unique and dubious methodology of coding each applicant. One code indicates their race, sex, gender, married, single, divorced, with or without children, drug of choice, whether they were HIV positive, intravenous user active within the last 30 days, previous treatment or not, how many times in treatment, dual diagnosis, proclivity towards violence or not,

My first week went really well! I was definately both nervous and excited on the first day. I was nervous because I wasn't sure how the clinic would run and I quickly learned that it is a very fast paced clinic. My CI sees patients every 15 minutes and he is both the only PT there and the owner of the clinic. I have been learning a lot about PT treatments as well as the buisness side of the PT clinic. He has a lot of PT aides that help with exercises and setting patients up with ice and stim ect. The fast paced clinic was definately something I had to get used to. I was a little overwhelmed when we would just start with a patient and a new patient would walk in the door. However, there is a very good flow in the clinic and everyone is always

Katlynn was out of the hospital after about a week and a half. All of us girls cleaned the house spotless upon her arrival. That may not sound like much, but we were young girls that lived on a farm, so being messy was pretty much our thing. Katlynn came home and we all showered her with hugs. The first week she was home we watched her like a hawk, trying not to make it noticeable. Since Kate got out of the hospital she has to take pills every morning and night, and she had to make a trip to Mason city twice a year. Today she only goes once a year because she hasn’t suffered a seizure since. There have been a few scares here and there, though. It’s been seven and a half years since that terrible day, and Kate’s doing great. She is at the age

Today started as a normal day. I woke up at four to get ready for my shift. Being a doctor doesn't have the best schedule. You go in when they tell you and you can't leave until they say so. To me saving lives is worth it otherwise i wouldn't have dealt with college. On my commute to work i made my usual stop at the local coffee shop and continued on. As i was approaching the hospital my pager went off, it was my boss telling me that someone was going in for an emergency operation and that i was needed in the operation room as soon as possible. I ran the rest of the way and got into my scrubs as soon as i could. When i got the the operation room they had already started so i went to get some info from the nurses. According to one of them the patient was a fifty