Youth Forward scholarship 2016 – My Days at the Hospital

Name: daria gershkovitch
From: Calabasas, California
Grade: 12th
School: Calabasas high school
Votes: 1

I remember the exact moment that catalyzed my love for medicine; I was 10 years old and simply searching for something to watch on television. I soon found myself watching an episode of TraumaLifei n the ERone of the TLC channel’s most controversial shows I was instantly hooked. The sight of blood and injury would disgust most young girls at that age, but I, for some reason, was not. I found the human body fascinating and wanted to know how it works – in fact I still do.

My fascination with medicine quickly expanded beyond the boarders of my television set. I
prided myself on taking additional science courses; reading health
books and watching every medical show I could find just to learn more
about the interworks of the human physique. So when I began
volunteering at West Hills Hospital about a year ago, I cannot deny
that scenes from
Trauma: Life in the E.R ran
through my head. Although I realized that I would not be assisting in
any life-saving surgery, I envisioned myself helping doctors,
visiting patients and working alongside nurses. Lucky for me, every
Wednesday for three hours, I can be found on the 6
th
floor doing just that.

One of the biggest lessons I learned from my volunteer ship stemmed from
passing out ice water. As I walked around to each space, I was able
to meet each and every patient. And since LA is the melting pot of
cultures, I’d meet patients from all walks of life. In an effort to
spark up conversation, I’d always ask them about their backgrounds.
But while I found them interesting, often times they found me more
interesting. Time and time again, patients ask me “what is your
nationality?” I would always respond with that I am half Russian
and half Japanese, and discuss my unique heritage. Throughout my
life, I always felt like I was very different, as if I never
belonged. But through my experience of meeting people from around the
globe, I learned to embrace my nationality. These continued
occurrences not only reassured my passion for medicine, but for
people as well. I looked forward to very Wednesday, not to save a
life, but to enrich my own by hearing patients’ stories.
Volunteering at West Hills Hospital went beyond medicine. While I was
the one who signed up to give back, the patients were the ones to
help me.


I’m excited for my future because I found a professional field that will allow me to continue
making those special connections. I look forward to meeting and
saving the lives of unique patients who will inspire me as they do
today. Despite the fact that there are over 7 billion people in the
world, with each of them belonging to a different nationality, humans
are all the same on the inside. No matter who you are or where you
come from, everyone has 70 trillion cells, 640 muscles, 206 bones and
one heart.


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