Everyone can look back at their first jobs as an experience they’ll carry with them for the rest of their lives. I feel extremely privileged to have had the opportunity to work at American House as a Dietary Supervisor for the past year and a half. It’s been more than just serving meals to senior citizens. It has been the day to day interactions with residents that have made an everlasting impact on me, and ultimately lead me to pursue a career in the medical field.
The relations I have formed with the residents are those that I would not trade for anything in this world. Going into work is like going to visit seventy of my own supportive grandparents. Becoming friends with a resident on Facebook changed my outlook on humanity. Ed ends his statuses with “remember to smile at everyone and hug someone”. Seeing Ed’s statuses has made me realize how the simple act of compassion is often forgotten in our world.
One resident in particular I will never forget. Precious Ella suffered from the aftermaths of a stroke, and was referred to by many as a “vegetable”. The months I did get to spend with Ella changed my beliefs. First hand I witnessed how the smallest interactions affect someone. By simply speaking to her like she was just like everyone else, I noticed more smiles and words coming from her. Things no vegetable is capable of. The progress I saw from Ella made me realize I could make an impact on those that are trapped within their own bodies.
I am a strong believer in destiny. I feel it was my destiny to work at American House to guide me on the path to becoming an Occupational Therapist. Before working at American House I was clueless to any potential careers for myself. I now know I want to help people that are just like the ones I have been blessed enough to meet. I will be sad to go away to school in the fall, but I am determined to go off and make my residents proud.