Starting out as a new volunteer at Amplatz, I was extremely excited to be able to interact in a different health care setting. Although I'm a generally outgoing person, I am often shy in a health care setting. I had worked on my professional manner, and addressing people in the surgery lounges, but I wanted to become more comfortable interacting with actual patients. As a Clinic Volunteer at Amplatz, part of my duties were to include visiting patients in their rooms. I knew that this was going to be a challenge for me, so I set a goal for myself. To visit at least two rooms every time I volunteered. Even if the patient didn't need/want anything, going in and asking helped me become more comfortable with my position as a volunteer.
As a future physician I'd like to have a professional, yet approachable bedside manner. These constant challenges helped me view different situations and the best approach to each one. For instance, if I saw a child who looked bored out of their mind while waiting, I start a lively conversation and grab a fun game to play with them. Meanwhile, if I saw a child with what I came to think of as a 'completely exhausted' look, I would offer to turn on a movie and watch it with them.
I completely didn't expect to discover this, but volunteering at Amplatz taught me to better understand other cultures. I expected to be in positions that I may not know how to deal with, but I had one that truly stuck out. It was a typical Monday afternoon, I had a brief lull in the playroom, Abby had just left for her room, and I had a brief moment to sanitize the toy kitchen. She had been coughing and I didn't want someone else to potentially catch it. A family I had previously seen showed up, their three daughters and I had played last week, and I remembered their love of Uno. They didn't speak English, but we had been able to keep each other entertained with crafts and some games. As we were halfway through our first game, another family showed up. I had never seen the children before, and it quickly became apparent that they didn't speak English either. The children had interpreters, but they were in the consult room with the parents so I was left with my extremely rudimentary Spanish and six extremely eager children. Fast friends, the children chatted up a storm, leaving me in the dust with my lack of understanding. Every so often, the kids would notice that I was lost, and try to explain things, only to giggle at my lack of understanding. The ringleader of the gang decided I needed to learn Spanish, and they were the best people to teach me. We started with simple phrases like "verde, green, verde" which I was able to master. However, every time I would grasp one thing, we would quickly move to something like"Mi nombre es María, soy 6 años, y mi hermano y yo quiero paly operación.". The kids couldn't understand why I was so slow, it was easy, "facil"!
Lost, I muddle along best I could, when my position dawned on me. Although I've been able to travel rather extensively in my life, I've never been a country where I haven't been able to speak the language, or my languages aren't understood. What I was experiencing, not being able to effectively communicate, was something that many patients dealt with in a consistent basis. Even though the University of Minnesota has amazing translators and transnational services, the language barrier creates another difficulty when going through the healthcare system. I noticed that families needing transnational services tend to be more isolated from the general staff of the clinic. Don't misunderstand me, the clinic does a great job of making sure that everyone knows whats going on and always has a translator, but everything has to be funneled through the translator, so it sometimes prevents people from communicating as they would normally. Once the children had left (several rather tiring hours later) I was able to think about what I had experienced. The tables had been turned on me, and I had been thrust in a situation where I wasn't able to communicate. It inspired me. I want to be able to provide the best care I can as a physician, and being able to communicate is essential. I've always been interested in learning Spanish, and this event really triggered my desire to make that dream a reality. It's absolutely a lengthy goal, and something that will take me years. However, I have years; becoming a doctor is a lengthy process.
I was hoping to be pushed out of my comfort zone as a volunteer, and I can say that I was pleasantly surprised with what I was comfortable with at the end of the semester. I become more comfortable with my interactions with patients and health care providers, and hope to continue to push myself as I continue to volunteer. I was also able to discover nuances of medicine that I hadn't been aware of.