I distinctly remember the morning of my first mobile clinic with the Floating Doctors.  Only knowing the small group of UCLA nursing and nurse practitioner students in my group, we were anxious and excited to get started on our first full day of volunteering.  We quickly began shaking hands and making introductions unaware of the incredible experiences we would all share together over the following ten days.

Within minutes I had met an orthopedic surgeon from Germany, a medical student from England, a nurse practitioner from Boston, and an emergency medicine physician from Australia (among many others).  While from all over the world with widely different levels of experience and training, here we found ourselves together on an island in

Panama sharing the same goal to provide healthcare to those who would otherwise be without it.

We all got to know each other quite quickly to say the least.  Within minutes of meeting my fellow volunteers, we were pushing off, sitting shoulder to shoulder in a hollowed out tree trunk (literally) destined for Bocatorito, a small island about an hour away from FD’s headquarters.  En route we shared stories of our past medical volunteering experiences and all agreed that even already we had never been a part of something like this.

Within a half hour of reaching our destination, I was immediately put into situations even five years of working in a busy trauma ICU in Los Angeles couldn’t have prepared me for. For example, after learning one of the women on a nearby island had just given birth, I experienced firsthand just how challenging it can be to count the pulse of a newborn infant with a wild parrot squawking away on your shoulder.  Later on that same day we performed another house call, this time to a frail diabetic woman.  We were able to deliver her much-needed medications, provide her with important education, and also leave her ten other family members with soap, toothbrushes, vitamins, and some toys for the kids.  The smiles and waves we received from the children as we motored away from their dock is a mental image that I hope to never lose.

Over the next ten days, each experience proved to be something more unique than the day before.  All throughout the trip our team of doctors, nurses, translators, and administrators worked, sometimes into the night, allowing us to see up to 140 children and adults in one day.  Thanks to the diversity of the group of medical volunteers we were able to see patients of all ages and requiring all levels of care.  The presence of our ultrasound technologist allowed us to perform pivotal pregnancy check ups, while our surgeon performed much needed wound closures.  I was even able to use my intensive care background to assist when a decompensating patient arrived at our clinic hypotensive, tachycardic and in respiratory distress.  After stabilizing her with IV fluids and performing a diagnostic ultrasound our team was able to safely transport her to the nearest hospital and receive further treatment.

After days of traveling up and down the Panamanian coast, our trip began to come to a close.  On one of our final nights in Panama the volunteers threw a “family dinner” at the Floating Doctor’s headquarters. After enjoying the food and conversation, I took a step back and looked over all of us who were complete strangers a week ago, now sharing laughs and stories like old friends.   Looking back now, it’s easy to see how a group of dedicated volunteers, sharing a common goal to help others, could result in such a meaningful experience as the one I shared working with the Floating Doctors.