Let me start by giving you a background on myself and my experiences. I found at the age of 7, I had a congenital heart problem; Prolonged QT Syndrome. I went into the hospital for a routine tonsillectomy, and came out diagnosed with a heart condition. As a seven year- old, I didn’t understand what this meant, only that I was staying in the hospital for three days and receiving a Barbie for being a great patient. On the other hand, my parents learned my heart fibulated on the table and was beating erratically. The surgical team had to perform a manual shock to my chest, called a cardiac thump. You can imagine what this did for my parents’ nerves.
Over the next few months, the entire family went in for testing, which included trips to UCLA for monitoring. We learned, that this condition is maternally inherited and comes and goes throughout the generations. This meant I was the lucky one with the strongest gene, with my sister coming second, and my mother and maternal grandmother testing as extremely borderline. I always wanted to be winner but not like this! The process made me realize that I wanted to pursue a career in the medical field.
I personally have not dealt with clinical depression, but I have seen what it does to those around me. When I decided to broaden my scope in the medical field, I jumped on the chance to make a small difference for those who could use the help. I was scared and excited to start the journey. How could I be the best person to assist those seeking treatment, especially when these patients had tried anything and everything for relief of their symptoms and couldn’t have the “normal” life I had taken for granted?
That’s when I met my first patient who is one of the sweetest people I’ve ever known. She had tried everything she could and wasn’t able to function day to day. At first she wouldn’t look me in the eye, was timid and un-talkative. All I could think about was myself. Every day I would ask myself, “Am I going to be able to help her? Am I the right person for this?” Then it hit me about two weeks into treatment. She had slowly come out of her shell. She made eye contact, talked to me more and the symptoms were slowly easing. By the last week of treatment, I was given a hug and told, “if it wasn’t for you and TMS, I would have gone to Disneyland, again with my grandkids and cried the entire time. I was able to enjoy myself and enjoy being with my grandkids again.” I had to do everything in my power not to cry happy tears for her. The “Happiest place on earth” was finally a happy place for our patient.
Currently I’m overseeing treatment for multiple patients who are battling their symptoms a little differently and connecting with me slowly. I am able to give them more encouragement based on the experience above and most importantly have confidence in myself. Each patient is enjoying things they haven’t done in years. Thyey are able to take a walk on the beach, go out for a girl’s night, go to the pool and even apply for and accept new jobs. Each day they are getting stronger.
I have a personal saying that got me through a rough time: “Never lose oneself.” These patients lost themselves in depression, and now each one is finding a way out. In the process, I’ve found a small part of myself.
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