My Life As A Medical Assistant Essay

In the beginning of fall of 2016, I got a job as a medical assistant. It’s long process to get this sort of job, at least with the University of Utah so when I finally went through the orientation, lab training, computer training, and community clinics I got to work and realized there was, even more, training. Every clinic has its personal preferences and rules, so I had to start from scratch with the training I already had. As soon as I got therenoticeI was a given a quick tour of the clinic and given all the rules, passwords and regulations. It was already too much to handle, but I was memorizing as much as I could. I can’t always function under pressure, but I tried not to let my nerves get to me. This is my first job so I didn’t know

The medical assistant I was shadowing came running in and told me to follow her, I didn’t ask any questions and followed.
An elderly woman came in on her scooter and said she needed help while she was losing consciousness. We had to take her to one of our room immediately and the second she was put in the room she was asked a bunch of questions she couldn’t answer at the time. As I nervously watched another emergency happened down the hall and my mentor had to run to that, emergency, she turned to me and said “You can handle this right? You went through all the training so you should be good!” before I could say anything she closed the door behind her. It was that moment I realized I wasn’t trained on what to do in emergencies.
I took a deep breath and told myself it wasn’t going to be that bad and I could just use my instincts. As soon as I turned around the woman fainted, but luckily she was still breathing. She woke up about 30 seconds later and she asked what was going on, I tried to explain as much as I could, but I was just as lost as she was. I started asking all the appropriate questions and this time she had the energy to answer