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From a young age, I knew that I wanted a career in the medical field. The thought of potentially saving a life and helping other people made healthcare very appealing to me. I was exposed to first aid techniques early on by my father, and it became a large part of my life as I went on to complete several first aid courses and eventually become a lifeguard. My current job as a lifeguard is something that I enjoy wholeheartedly. There is a huge amount of responsibility that comes with keeping patrons safe and that is not an aspect of all part-time jobs. One particular experience allowed me to realize that helping others is what I am meant to do and showed me how rewarding it really is. Approximately one year ago, I was eight months into my job as a lifeguard. I had already been instructing lessons for a year and a half, but lifeguarding was still relatively new for me. Even after eight months, I …show more content…
There were less than twenty-five people in the water, so I was guarding by myself while the other lifeguards took a break. I took note of a woman who was in the water with three children under the age of ten years old. The children looked to be average swimmers for their age, but the mediocre supervision of their guardian concerned me. Ten minutes into my shift, I heard a scream for help from the deep end of the pool. As I turned around, I saw a young girl flailing her arms and struggling to keep her head above the water. It was one of the children that I had been keeping an eye on. I immediately jumped towards her and landed behind her, much to my own surprise. She was at least five metres away from me, but the apparent rush of adrenaline allowed me to jump right to her. I grabbed her around her waist and sat her on my hip in the standard lifeguard carry. I made my way to the side of the pool deck where my supervisor was waiting to help me reassure the child and report the
Since a young age, I always felt inclined towards pursuing a career in the health care field; daydreaming about myself working at a clinic or hospital and making a positive impact on someone’s life. When I started college, I decided to major in Biology and explored the different career options the health field had to offer me by shadowing dietitians, nurses, physicians, and other healthcare workers to find my ideal job.
Forty hands shot up pointing towards the bottom of the old twisty slide following the long dreadful whistle no one ever wants to hear. Two other lifeguards and I jumped up off the shaded break bench and rushed towards the scene with the heavy backboard and AED bag in hand. The routine save played like a movie through my head as I arrived. I stopped. I knew from there on out this wasn't going to be emotionally an easy save. It wasn't a child who swallowed too much water or an adult who got nervous because they forgot how to swim, it was a fellow lifeguard, a friend.
One day a swimmer that my boss had previously coached came to visit our club. Her name was Katie Meili, and she had just finished competing in the 2016 Olympics in Brazil. As she began her practice, she started using elastic bands as training equipment. I was in charge of holding one end of the band, while the other end was attached to her torso. When she began to swim to the far end of the pool, it was my job to pull her back towards my side. She pulled her end of the band, and (of course) the other end slid out of my hands, flying across the entire 25-yard pool. It slammed into her face at such a high speed that it
I began as a lifeguard and within a year I was promoted to a head lifeguard. A year later I was the manager of a staff of 50 of my peers. This job has been demanding mentally and emotionally. I have had to schedule a semester's worth of lifeguard shifts, plan and run week long training events and be a leader to my peers. I have had to be the disciplinarian to lifeguards who were unable to fulfill their duties, I have has to write my peers up, require my peers to go to extra training and even fire some of my peers. These are not things I enjoy doing, but they are vital to the safety of our facility. Our job as lifeguards is to prevent injury and if that is not possible then we need to be fully trained and prepared to deal with any emergency at any time. I expect these requirements along with good attitudes and respect for our members and our facility from every single one of my lifeguards. However, not all my lifeguards agree with my standard. Some feel I am too intense and serious about lifeguarding, but what they don’t know is I have had members of past facilities pass away. My lifeguards have done everything correct, they knew their CPR and the Emergency Action Plan and the patron still passed away. Because of this instance, I hold high
I knew I wanted to work with people; I wanted further involvement, I wanted to see the results of my hard work, I wanted to make a difference in others lives. I went back to school to become a Surgical Technologist. As a student, I accepted a job at the hospital I interned at. After being in the operating room all day, I constantly was asking to stay late to finish a case or help with whatever needed to be done. I fell in love right away with this new profession.
Swimming became a favored recreational activity in the US during the 1800’s. The occurrence of drownings intensified as water activity become more common. As many as 9,000 people drowned every year in the early 1900’s(History of Lifeguards). Once the businessmen who opened the pools and resorts realised there was an issue, they inserted lifelines. However, it became evident that these lifelines were insufficient because struggling swimmers weren’t able to clench onto them. For this reason, Duke Kahanamoku established the rescue board in Hawaii. Meanwhile in South Africa, Captain Harry Sheffield constructed the first rescue float. Although these worked for a few years, they were not the best option. A few communities stationed police officers at local water bodies to execute water rescues; However, this took away resources from law enforcement. This led to facilities hiring men and women who were trained particularly in water rescue. These individuals were labeled as lifeguards(History of Lifeguards). Now, when you attend a beach or a pool that is monitored by a USLA afflicted lifeguard, you have a 1 in 18 million chance of drowning(American Lifeguard).
I have chosen to go into the medical field because I love to help people and make them feel better. I will be studying Biology and minoring in Psychology in Pre medicine. There are many other jobs that help people out, like social workers, teachers, and police force. Those are great jobs but the medical field gives a person a certain kind of adrenalin. I was in a car accident which my car was rolled into a field, three feet from hitting a tree. I
I interned a cardiologist where I got to see the life of a physician as he went about his daily routine. I achieved getting my Certified Nursing Assistant license after assisting patients at a nursing home. I became a camp counselor for the Muscular Dystrophy Association, where I took care of a 10-year-old child during a summer camp. Through these experiences, I gained confidence in my character and purposefulness. Furthermore, I went on a mission trip to Kenya where I experienced life in a third world country. It was here where my eyes were opened to see a world that is in dire need of help. These people are malnourished, living in detrimental conditions without accessible health care. The experiences I had in Kenya reminded me to never take anything for granted. My engagement acting on all these opportunities fueled my perseverance to pursue my career in health
Growing up in a society where there are so many opportunities, I had no problem figuring out what I wanted to do with my life. I have always enjoyed helping others in any way that I was able too. From babysitting, raking leaves, serving as a volunteer for a number of organizations, no matter how big or small the need, I have always found it gratifying to help others. I ultimately recognized that I had to pursue a career in something that would allow me to help others, while positively giving back to the community. The heavy influence of wanting to help others comes from my very own personal life experiences, which have greatly impacted my career choices. These experiences include being an adopted child, volunteering within my community, serving as a resident assistant and
Have you ever had a moment in time that seems like minutes or hours even though it was only a few seconds? Have you ever seen everything before you play out in slow motion, where you are aware of everything around you, yet not knowing what was going on? I have, and as I look back on it, I feel very blessed and protected. On March 21, 1987, I decided to take a little swim in our swimming pool and almost drowned.
From a young age, I was drawn to the healthcare field, not because the amount of money doctors, nurses and other health professionals made, but because of the dedication and contentment I saw on their faces helping someone in need. Growing up everyone wanted to become a doctor or a nurse and as a little child being a doctor or a nurse was a profession many parents wanted their child to pursue as a career. Needless to say, I fell into that category because I had high hopes that one day I will become a nurse. However, that dream came to a halt.
From a young age, I was drawn to the healthcare field, not because of the amount of money doctors, nurses and other health professionals made, but because of the dedication and contentment I saw on their faces helping someone in need. Growing up everyone wanted to become a doctor or a nurse and as a little child being a doctor or a nurse was a profession many parents wanted their child to pursue as a career. Needless to say, I fell into that category because I wanted too. However, that dream came to a halt.
I threw my head above the water and started gasping for air. My parents came to my rescue. They reassured me that everything was going to be fine and patted my back to help get the water out of my mouth. Wrapped in a towel, with my parents’ arms around me, I walked out of the shallow water pool. And that's when I told myself I would never try to swim again.
As soon as his jacket was off he made a break for the pool. I, the lifeguard on duty, had proceeded to intervene but he ignored me and jumped in. I then jumped in after the toddler and grabbed him before he went under. If a lifeguard had not be available this child could have drown. Did you know that 44% of Americans don't know basic water-safety skills?
Opposite the pool, I spotted my mother with my younger brother in her lap while he was playing a game on her phone. As I raced by my peers in a kickboard relay, a smile crept onto my face stretching from corner to corner as I kicked the people behind me harshly in the face. After about an hour, my arms and legs became sore and my nose was filled with an acidic chlorine stench. Just as soon as I swam back to the shallow end of the pool to