Personal Narrative Analysis

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The pre-medicine track has to start somewhere. For me, it was in the hospital where I volunteered over the summer. Aside from my short visit to an Emergency Room at the age of 13, I had never actually been inside a hospital wing. Sure, I’d watched numerous TV shows like Grey’s Anatomy, but I had no perception of what an actually hospital functioned like. I didn’t really know what to expect going into my first volunteer shift. When I arrived at the step-down Neuroscience unit, I was surprised. I didn’t see any doctors running around or any patients being transported while having an excruciating look of pain in their eyes. It was nothing like the TV version. It was more like an office. There was a receptionist who would answer calls all day long

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