Before I tell you all about rotations, you probably deserve to know a teensy bit about me.

I just started my third year of medical school.  I’m not sure if I ever thought I’d make it to this point, but here I am out of the classroom and into the hospital and clinic.  After college, I spent a summer at Bradford Woods, a camp near Indianapolis, IN for kids with various disabilities and illnesses.  I think that was the most valuable pre-medicine experience I could ever hope to have.  It’s one thing to sit in an office and shadow doctors, it’s another thing to be responsible for the kids with CP who need Gtube feedings overnight, the ones with Sickle Cell who are at risk for a pain crisis at any moment, or the ones with seizure disorders…especially the “mini-mal” seizures that require your attention to even catch.  I was changing depends, chasing wandering campers, and doing everything in my power as a counselor to give those campers the best experience they could possibly have in an effort to help them forget their disability for a few days out of the year.  Honestly, in same ways I think that experience gave me the best understanding of what it means to be not only a caregiver to these campers, but how to communicate with them on a friendship level.  Learning to be comfortable in a situation where my campers were not able to communicate verbally, but finding a way to converse was an extremely valuable lesson that has already served me well in my rotations.  In short – I think that experience helped teach me the true meaning of compassion, and the importance of avoiding judgment of the families who have done everything for these, their loved ones.

During that summer, I fell in love with my campers during the Sickle Cell Anemia week.  I worked with boys who grew up in a very urban environment, most of them had a parent in jail and their families seemed to be struggling to make ends meet.  Several told me about how their teachers wouldn’t pay attention to them because of their family history.  These were kids who were being judged on their families and not on who they truly were.  Many of them had suffered strokes, had seizure disorders, GH deficiencies, several had ports for blood tranfusions…and most of them were less than 14.  In their whole lives, all they knew was the tragedy of their broken homes and the pain of their crises.  My heart went out to these kids because of the difference I saw in them when we gave them our trust, when we gave them our attention, when we showed them how much we loved them…they went from rough exteriors to softies who were sacrificing fun to help set up for a party at the end of the week so the younger boys would help…they became positive influences for the kids who looked up to them.  Oh, a touching story indeed…and the reason I’m incredibly interested in Pediatric hematology and oncology.  To be quite honest, I struggle with the intricacies of the blood stuff and all the crazy cancer markers, but I hope to one day work with this population.

Since this has already turned rather long, I will simply say that I am loving rotations.  I just finished my month of pediatrics and I absolutely loved it.  In July, I was on Internal medicine and I thought that was also super fun.  I’ll share more about the actually experience of rotations as time progresses, but I figured you all deserved a chance to find out a little bit about me and what I want to do after this crazy med school experience!

Much love – Casey