Personal Narrative: My Journey To A Sonogram

It was a dreary day in October when Mom asked if Kaley, my older sister, and I would want to come with her to a sonogram. My mom was eight months pregnant at the time. Kaley and I have talked about this for awhile now, and we got the chance. The next day, Kaley and I left school around nine o’clock and checked out. We got in Kaley’s truck and drove up to the hospital. As we were walking in the doors, we saw mom waiting for us. She looked so happy. All of the nurses were really nice and said hello to us. Mom, Kaley, and I sat in a waiting room for about half an hour before the radiologist came out and told mom to come on in. Mom introduced Kaley and I to the lady, and then she asked if either of us were interested in radiology. At the time, I didn’t know anything about it. Walking into the small room with one bed, I saw the machine that showed the sonograms. I was awed at the sight of it all. I took a seat right next to mom. The lady started the procedure with the gel and pulled her tools out. I sat there so amazed by it all. I had never experienced anything like this. I couldn’t keep my eye off the monitor. I imagined if I grew up to be a radiologist. I could help people. I wouldn’t mind it because I would not have to deal with blood or internal parts of the body. The next week mom went back to get another sonogram, and I begged her to let me go. She said sorry, she couldn’t. When I got home from school that day, Mom told me that the radiologist in at the hospital said that she’d love for me to come job shadow
What I did know, was that radiology is a medical field that doesn’t involve surgery or blood. I also knew that radiology is dangerous to your health. I knew that sonograms help diagnose diseases and show the growth of an infant in the womb. I also knew that sonographers and radiologists are close to similar but aren’t the same. Sonographers are a more specific type of radiology.

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