Reflection On My Mentorship

Have you ever wondered what it was like in the operating room, what they do while they perform surgery? Well, so have I. But, unlike many people, I got the chance to actually see this going on. I was one of the few people that were able to get a mentorship inside of the operating room.
Here I go, I just parked and I am about to walk into the hospital. Today is the first day that I will be doing my mentorship. As I am walking to the entrance I pull out my phone, I text my mentor and tell her that I just arrived. I walk in and sit down in a chair in the lobby, as I wait for my mentor to come and get me. This is going to be my first time meeting my mentor, and my first time job shadowing. I was beyond excited to do this!
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She walks me back to the operating room that the surgery is in and lets me stay and watch. The surgery took a few hours, but in the end I learned a ton. I was able to actually to see inside of the abdomen and learn where the organs are located, and what they look like. The surgeon had to take a small piece of the patient’s small bowel out, since it was dead. After the surgeon removed this, he sat it on a table to the side. After he did this he looked at me and said, “Abby put some gloves on.” I went over to the glove box and put a pair on, then I looked at the surgeon to see why he had me to so. He then looked at me once again and said, “Go ahead you can get it out of the bag and mess with it, its okay.” I looked at him and smiled; I went over to the table and took the bowel out of the bag. When I first did so it shocked me to find it warm, but then I remembered that it just came out of the patient’s body, which is a temperature of about 97 degrees. I found it so amazing to be able to have this opportunity. Not many 17 year olds get to get into the operating room to observe a surgery, much less to get to hold a person’s small bowel. I felt like I was so lucky, as I had never thought that they would actually let me into the operating room. I loved the feeling of being in the operating room and being around all of the people in it.
After a few more days of my mentorship I was sad to have to end it. The mentorship had only lasted for a little over a week. I had wished that I could go longer, but due to privacy issues they would not let me. I was sad because I knew that it would be a while before I would be able to do something like this again. On that drive home on my last day was the day that I knew what I wanted to do in my life. That day I had found what my dream job