Me in Medical Technician Uniform

Because of my computer skill, I have a chance to work in madical field as a part-time technician in a clinic. My responsiblities are primarily about data collecting and analysis. Another part of my job is to take care patients when they are with me. It is a new experience in my life because I am from mass communication and computer field.

I told my family and some of my friends that I like this job. Eventhough I can make some money from this part-time job during I am waiting for school admission process, my parents and my friends do not think my passion in this medical business is a good idea. Their first reason is that I am not going to grow in this business because I do not have any education background in the medical field, also my future plan is not related to the field. Second, working with ailing people is not pleasing compared with the job I worked before. I used to work in advertising business where I was surrounded with beautiful people, nice places, and entertaining matter. I understand their reasons but I do not totally agree with them. Maybe they do not understand the feeling of working and devoting for other people. Maybe they understand but they do not value that feeling as they do to other benefits. Of course, I want money and want to be rich. But the clinic job has open my eyes and let me see somethings else beside money, prestige, and job title.

I know that the treatment cost a lot, so I want to give my patients back by doing the best job for them. After my day, I want to have the best collected data for doctors and to see patients leaving with satisfaction. And I really do well. Most of my patients--for example, an picky old lady who complained everything since the ambiguous words in patient information package to the decoration of the place, a lady who scare everything even to sleep by herself, or an desperate old veteran who told me that he was paying back for what he did in World War-- were happy and enjoying having me around. For some reasons, I can cheer up patients who came in with upset, confusing, and desperation for the treatment. At the end of my day, many patients said to me, "You are very nice, thank you for taking care of me." That is a small success that I can make everyday. I know that they might forget about me at sooner or later. I do not mind that part.What I mind is that I was there when they needed someone and I did create a good moment in their life, even a short one.

That is my happiness. Absolutely, I still want to have more money, want to be a successful person in my career, and want to have a comfortable life. Nevertheless, the time I have been spending in the clinic is a great opportunity in my life, a moment that full fill my life.