Medicine Internships in Quito

My experience in Kenya with International Medical Aid was incredible. The in-country support was excellent, and I always felt safe thanks to clear guidance and protocols. Accommodations were comfortable, and the food was a wonderful introduction to Kenyan cuisine. The clinical experience was invaluable. I got to shadow PAs and physicians, learning how they provide compassionate care even with limited resources. My mentors Mitchel, Margaret, Benson, and Hilda were especially amazing; they guided me, answered questions, and made the experience meaningful and inspiring. Overall, this program deepened my understanding of healthcare, strengthened my communication and cultural awareness, and reinforced my commitment to becoming a healthcare provider. It was a truly memorable and transformative experience. I came to Mombasa, Kenya, with a curiosity about global healthcare. What I left with was far more than observation—I left with a deeper understanding of resilience, compassion, and the creativity required of healthcare providers in resource-limited settings. My two weeks at Coast General Teaching and Referral Hospital through International Medical Aid shaped not only my perspective on medicine, but also the kind of provider I aspire to become. The resource-limited setting of a Kenyan referral hospital highlighted the importance of adaptability, clinical judgment, and teamwork in medicine. It also deepened my appreciation for cultural competence and reinforced my desire to pursue a career that bridges patient care with compassion, equity, and access. I reflected throughout my internship on how these lessons shaped my personal and professional goals, and how I plan to apply this knowledge to my future career in healthcare. My first week at the hospital was spent in pediatrics, including the High Dependency Unit, the inpatient ward, and the outpatient clinic. Each area exposed me to different aspects of pediatric medicine and highlighted the challenges of providing care in a resource-limited setting. In the High Dependency Unit, I saw children critically ill with conditions such as malaria, pneumonia, and severe dehydration. With limited monitoring equipment, providers relied heavily on careful physical exams and clinical judgment. Watching physicians and nurses act with such precision reminded me that medicine depends as much on knowledge and presence as it does on technology. I also noticed how central families were to care—mothers and caregivers often stayed at the bedside, feeding and comforting their children. It underscored for me that treating a child means supporting the entire family. The inpatient ward was crowded but full of resilience. Children admitted for longer-term care still found ways to laugh, play, and smile, even while battling illness. This reminded me that pediatrics requires not only medical skill but also creativity, optimism, and patience. The outpatient clinic emphasized communication and trust. I shadowed physicians and medical students as they diagnosed fevers and infections, counseled parents, and provided follow-up care. One memorable encounter was a mother worried about her child’s persistent cough. The physician took time not only to examine the child but to reassure her and explain how to monitor symptoms. That interaction showed me how powerful reassurance and education can be. That week in pediatrics taught me that medicine is not only about addressing immediate illness but also about building trust, supporting families, and adapting to circumstances. The lack of abundant resources revealed how powerful strong clinical reasoning, communication, and compassion can be. As an aspiring PA, I want to carry these lessons forward by becoming a provider who combines medical expertise with cultural sensitivity and emotional intelligence. In the United States, I may not always encounter the same level of resource scarcity, but disparities still exist. This experience showed me that effective providers don’t just treat patients; they meet them where they are, partner with their families, and offer care that is both competent and compassionate. During the second week of my internship, I rotated through the emergency department, including both adult and pediatric units. The emergency department was fast-paced, unpredictable, and often chaotic—a contrast to the structured environment of the outpatient clinic. I witnessed cases ranging from acute infections to trauma. One case that stayed with me was a toddler with severe malaria whose rapid deterioration required immediate intervention. Observing how the team coordinated care under pressure highlighted the importance of quick decision-making and clear communication. Another case involved a man who was involved in a street traffic accident and sustained a significant injury to his face, including a compound fracture and mandible dislocation. The attending physician quickly assessed the situation, coordinated imaging, and explained the care plan to the anxious patient. Observing this interaction, I realized how crucial clear communication is—not just with the patient but also with the family. Every word mattered in building trust and helping the family feel involved in care decisions, and it made me feel content with how everything was handled. The adult ED presented different challenges. Patients often arrived with complex conditions, and resources were limited compared to what I have seen in U.S. hospitals. I saw providers rely on careful observation, prioritization, and creative problem-solving to stabilize patients efficiently. Overcrowding was common, and staff had to make rapid decisions about who required immediate intervention versus who could wait. I had the opportunity to observe the triage process firsthand, watching nurses and physicians quickly assess vital signs, symptoms, and overall condition to determine urgency. This experience emphasized the importance of staying calm under pressure, making swift decisions, and trusting one’s clinical judgment—skills I hope to carry forward as a future physician assistant. Beyond clinical skills, the ED also highlighted the human side of medicine. Many patients were in distress not only from illness or injury but also from fear, uncertainty, or socioeconomic stressors. I observed how providers offered reassurance, listened attentively, and made patients feel heard even in brief interactions. This reinforced a lesson I had learned in pediatrics: effective care is not just about diagnosis and treatment, but about empathy, communication, and emotional support. Experiencing this firsthand strengthened my desire to pursue a career where I can provide competent and compassionate care, especially in moments when patients are most vulnerable. During my overnight shift in the Labor and Delivery ward, I witnessed the intensity, urgency, and profound humanity of bringing new life into the world. Even though my time there was brief, I observed the critical teamwork between medical officers, nurses, and midwives, and how every decision carried weight for both mother and child. I was shocked to learn that epidurals were generally not offered unless the mother was undergoing a C-section, and I felt for the women laboring without this form of pain relief. Seeing their strength and resilience firsthand was both humbling and inspiring. I also had the opportunity to view a C-section, which was an eye-opening experience. Observing the surgical team’s coordination and focus, as well as the immediate transition of the newborn to care, highlighted the precision and teamwork required in critical situations. This experience reinforced lessons I had already begun to understand in pediatrics and the emergency department: medicine is not just about technical skill, but also about empathy, communication, and presence. Providers balanced clinical urgency with compassion, comforting patients and offering reassurance even in high-stress moments. Being in the ward overnight gave me a deep appreciation for the emotional and human side of healthcare and reminded me that being a provider is as much about supporting people through life’s most vulnerable moments as it is about treating disease. These lessons strengthened my aspiration to become a physician assistant who can deliver competent care while also connecting with patients on a human level. Mombasa County has a higher HIV prevalence than the national average, and that statistic became profoundly real during my time at the hospital. I encountered numerous patients—both adults and children—whose lives were directly affected by HIV. The emotional weight of these encounters was palpable, especially when discussing treatment plans and the challenges of medication adherence. One particularly memorable interaction involved a mother in the pediatric ward, deeply concerned about her child’s health. The physician took extra time to explain the child’s condition, the importance of antiretroviral therapy, and the need for consistent follow-up care. Witnessing this compassionate communication underscored the significance of not only medical treatment but also emotional support and education in managing chronic conditions like HIV. My two weeks in Mombasa were transformative, offering lessons that extended far beyond clinical knowledge. From pediatrics, I learned the power of observation, clinical reasoning, and compassion. The emergency department taught me adaptability, rapid decision-making, and the importance of clear communication under pressure. Labor and Delivery showed me the courage and resilience of patients and the teamwork required in critical moments. Encountering patients affected by HIV deepened my appreciation for the intersection of medical care, patient education, and emotional support. I realized that effective healthcare requires not only knowledge and skill but also cultural sensitivity and the ability to support patients through their most vulnerable moments. Together, these rotations solidified my desire to become a physician assistant who can provide competent, compassionate care in a variety of settings. I am inspired to carry forward the lessons I learned in Kenya—the importance of empathy, communication, adaptability, and partnership with patients and families. This internship has not only reinforced my commitment to healthcare but has also shaped my vision for the kind of PA I aspire to be.

My experience with International Medical Aid in Peru was transformative, and the staff were at the heart of it. Their guidance, care, and example shaped not only my learning but also the way I now see medicine. Dr. Fabrizio was one of the most down-to-earth and knowledgeable teachers I have ever had the privilege of learning from. He led many of our lectures and constantly reminded us that health is never just physical; it is also mental. He taught us how to approach patients holistically and how to rely on our clinical skills and hands as tools when technology was limited. His way of teaching made complex concepts accessible and grounded, and his example will stay with me throughout my career. Dr. Miriam was equally impactful. She not only lectured with clarity and compassion but also worked alongside us in the community clinic in Andahuaylillas. I had the privilege of being with her when we saw a 78-year-old farmer who had not sought medical care in years. Watching her balance empathy with clinical skill as she cared for him was deeply moving, and it showed me what it means to treat a patient as a whole person, not just a list of symptoms. Our program coordinator, Manuela, created an environment where we always felt supported and welcomed. She was consistently kind, approachable, and attentive to our needs, which allowed us to feel at home even when we were far away. Surabhi and Juda also played an invaluable role in ensuring our safety and comfort throughout the program. They were present and attentive, often behind the scenes, and their commitment gave us the confidence to immerse ourselves fully in the experience without worry. What stood out most to me was that each staff member went beyond their formal roles. The physicians modeled the kind of care that sees patients as individuals with stories, while the program staff ensured that we had the structure and security to learn and grow. This combination made my time in Peru not only eye-opening but also profoundly fulfilling. The program has given me lessons about privilege, resilience, and holistic care that I will carry into my future in medicine, and for that I am deeply grateful to every member of the team. “Un día.” One day. This is what a nine-year-old girl said to me when I showed her pictures of my life back home. That simple phrase has stayed with me as it revealed both her dreams and my privilege. We don’t realize the opportunities we hold until we’re met with the reality of others. This was the greatest lesson I learned throughout my internship with International Medical Aid in Peru. Over several weeks in Cusco and the surrounding mountains, I saw the ways limited health education, scarce resources, and cultural barriers shape how people experience health. I listened to children who had limited education about hygiene or menstruation, to patients who had not seen a physician in years, and to elders who still relied solely on traditional remedies. I also saw resilience—in girls who proudly signed their names on pottery they sold to support themselves, in communities who welcomed us into their schools, and in physicians who made the most of every tool available. These experiences challenged me to rethink what it means to be a healthcare provider. They taught me that medicine is not just about treating disease; it is about building trust, offering education, and meeting people where they are. My time in Peru deepened my commitment to a career in healthcare, one rooted in empathy, humility, and advocacy. In every school and orphanage we visited, I realized how much of healthcare begins long before a patient steps into a clinic. Many of the children we met had never been taught how to wash their hands properly, why brushing teeth matters, or what to expect when their bodies begin to change. At the girls’ orphanage, we gave talks on dental care, handwashing, and menstruation, and their questions reminded me just how powerful basic education can be. Some of the girls believed that menstruation meant they were sick, while others were shy to even say the word. Watching their faces light up as myths were debunked was a reminder that information can be as healing as medicine. Back home, I had always taken school health classes for granted; in Peru, I saw what it meant when those lessons were missing. It struck me that the first prescription a physician can give is not always a pill—it is knowledge, dignity, and understanding. As a future physician, this lesson reminds me that I cannot assume patients come with the same baseline of health literacy I had growing up. If I want to truly serve my patients, I will need to carry this humility forward, taking the time to listen, explain, and leave them with more than a prescription—with the confidence and knowledge to care for themselves. That same lesson came into sharper focus during my rotation in Tópicos, where nearly every patient who walked in had varicose venous ulcers. We cleaned and re-dressed wound after wound, with many returning with infections and deterioration. One woman had scratched at her ulcer, not realizing the bacteria under her nails could worsen it beyond recognition. It wasn’t neglect; it was lack of guidance. The nurse explained that these ulcers were so common in Peru due to long-standing labor in agriculture and markets, high rates of obesity, and almost no access to early preventive care. She enlightened me that chronic venous disease thrives where occupational risks, delayed treatment, and poverty converge, and I could see that truth in every leg we bandaged. What I had glimpsed in orphanages—the cost of missing basic education—I now saw magnified in adults whose wounds had spiraled because no one had ever taught them how to care for themselves. In Canada, I grew up with hygiene lessons, clean water, and health literacy woven into everyday life; in Peru, those privileges were often absent, and the consequences were written directly on people’s skin. These structural inequities became even more visible during our community clinic in Andahuaylillas, where many of the patients we saw had not accessed medical care in years. One man I encountered, a 78-year-old farmer, had bilateral vision loss, severe back pain, and a chronic cough that had persisted for more than five years. Decades of agricultural labor, exposure to wood smoke from cooking fires, and his deep mistrust of physicians reflected patterns I later recognized were not unique to him, but part of a larger reality in Peru. He told us that nearly thirty years ago, doctors had advised amputating his leg due to a severe problem, but he refused and “treated it at home,” now claiming it was fine. That experience convinced him that doctors could not be trusted, reinforcing a reliance on home and traditional remedies—an approach I saw echoed in many rural patients. Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD) in Peru is often driven not by smoking, as in wealthier countries, but by biomass fuel exposure in rural areas and past tuberculosis infection in urban centers (Miranda et al., 2015). His case was a striking reminder of how structural and environmental conditions dictate disease pathways. I saw similar themes in patients who were either visibly malnourished or living with obesity—two extremes often rooted in the same absence of nutritional education and preventive care. Nearly 30% of Peruvian children suffer from anemia, with prevalence reaching 38% in rural areas, largely explained by socioeconomic and educational disparities (Al-Kassab-Córdova et al., 2022). These same inequities perpetuate adult conditions like venous ulcers, which worsen without early nutrition and wound care. At the other end of the spectrum, I also met patients struggling with obesity and hypertension, consistent with data from Lima showing that more than half of patients with type 2 diabetes live with additional chronic diseases such as obesity, hypertension, and dyslipidemia (Bernabé-Ortiz et al., 2015). My patient in Andahuaylillas was not just an individual with COPD or TB; he was the embodiment of Peru’s double burden of disease, where poverty, environment, and education converge to shape health outcomes. His story made me realize how much of my own access to clean cooking, preventive care, and trusted physicians has been a form of privilege I had never questioned before. This showed me that medicine is as much about context as it is about cure, and that healing begins with seeing the whole person along with the conditions that shape their daily lives. Another significant lesson I carried home was the manner in which Peruvian physicians approached mental health. Although I learned in lectures that Cusco has only about fifteen psychiatrists for the entire region, the doctors and nurses I observed never disregarded psychological well-being. They recognized that health cannot be separated into physical and mental dimensions, consistently seeking to make patients feel heard and understood. This was especially evident in the orphanages, where many of the girls had endured poverty, trauma, or domestic violence. Their questions to me revealed how deeply their environment shaped their sense of identity and purpose; some, not even two years younger than myself, asked whether I had a husband or children, as if a woman’s life were confined within these boundaries. At eighteen, I was struck by how different our realities were, and how limited social and educational opportunities had already narrowed their vision of what was possible for themselves. These conversations underscored that health is not only about physical well-being, but also about how people understand their worth, their opportunities, and their place in the world. I saw this perspective carried into practice at the community clinic in Andahuaylillas, where the physicians made it a priority to establish a station for a psychologist so that patients could receive mental health support after their medical evaluations. Their example reminded me that being a doctor requires seeing patients not only as clinical cases, but as whole individuals whose stories and experiences profoundly shape their health. They showed me that holistic care does not always depend on advanced technology or specialist services; it begins with empathy, attentive listening, and presence. While in Canada I have often taken for granted the growing recognition of mental health and the availability of counseling, in Peru I witnessed how deeply impactful it can be when physicians themselves integrate mental well-being into every encounter. This approach is one I intend to carry forward in my own career, ensuring that my patients feel acknowledged not only in their symptoms but also in their humanity. My time in Peru taught me what it truly means to be privileged. I had never realized how far my liberty extended or how much I had taken for granted. The ability to imagine a successful future for myself, to believe I could pursue it, and to access clean water, preventive health, and nutritional education are privileges that often pass unnoticed. In Peru, I saw the reality behind what happens when those pieces are missing: children growing up without health education, adults unable to manage preventable conditions, and elders relying on traditional remedies after losing trust in the medical system. Yet I also witnessed resilience—in young girls who inscribed their names into pottery to claim a sense of identity, in communities that welcomed us into their schools, and in physicians who, even with few resources, practiced medicine with empathy and intentional care. These experiences taught me that medicine is never only about treating disease, but about restoring dignity, sharing knowledge, and meeting people where they are. The physicians I shadowed modeled what it means to care for the whole person, listening to stories, acknowledging mental as well as physical well-being, and ensuring that every patient left feeling seen. Their example reshaped the vision I hold for myself as a future physician. I want to carry forward what Peru gave me: the discipline to look beyond symptoms, the humility to learn from every patient, and the responsibility to use my own privilege to bridge gaps in care. One day, I hope to stand fully in that role, offering my patients the same compassion and hope I once witnessed in Peru. Un día.