Personal Narrative: A Career As A Facilitator

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Many assume if they can't succeed without jeopardizing health and life, they lack certain abilities. Everything is possible with some planning, care, and facilitation.

Planning is an important part of life. I plan my day, my week, and even my year to help myself set goals and make sure I'm following the path for my success. I like structured plans so I could assess and prepare. Just like roads, I may have to follow a detour, even if it takes longer. Sometimes I stall just like anytime of the day in NYC traffic. I even have to turn around just like when you pass the exit you were supposed to take. I have to believe that every hill along the way would help me get closer to my goal. Sometimes events occur without being in my plans and I have
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A facilitator isn’t necessarily always an expert. They focus on foundations and establish existing knowledge and build on it. Timekeeping, following an agenda, and evaluating group dynamics are all skills of a facilitator. I did know my objectives as a student by organizing my time. I knew that the basis of medicine was all built by foundation. Learning the location of one nerve in anatomy class set a foundation for neuropathology, which set a foundation for Neurology. I had to use what I learned in Medical School and manage the emotions of all my family members. It was like a tug-of-war game. One minute it was painful, scary, full of tears and noises of sniffling, while the next minute it was laughter and smiles as we talked about the good times involving my grandmother. I started planning, and decided I would finish my Gynecology internship at that same hospital just one floor below. I knew I wanted to use my time wisely. I was thankful that I was able to visit my grandmother everyday and also get my summer internship …show more content…
There were about eight rooms full of women with any obstetric and/or gynecologic problem. I was lucky to see during my time a few women delivering birth. It was interesting to see that all these women delivered naturally. I learned that Poland lacks funding for epidurals. Although, most women in Poland don’t want to risk the baby’s health from the anesthesia and decide to embrace natural childbirth. This was very different than what I saw when I did my OB/GYN internship the other year in USA. On my lunch breaks, I was able to go visit my grandmother. I couldn’t rationalize the dynamic at first between the labor and delivery room and just one floor up to the Internal Medicine floor. Most patients on this floor were older patients with terminal illnesses such as: stroke, cirrhosis/hepatitis, and cancer. It was hard to control my emotions. Just one set of stairs separated two different parts of life. The L&D room had empowering joyful emotions of relief with adoration. It was the start of life. Then the IM floor had feelings of disbelief, shock, sadness, but also had a spiritual aura. It was on the opposite end of the spectrum of life than the L&D

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