Everyday Hopkins David Maestos

I am a nontraditional graduate student. In my case that meant that after completing high school, I did not immediately go to college. For me, it took many years before I could. Our family couldn’t afford it and I wasn’t academically ready, so I began working in entry level jobs in fast food. Eventually I worked my way up the ladder and became manager of a training store, supervising crews of over 40 people at a time. While I wouldn’t say I enjoyed every aspect, I really loved working with my colleagues and training them. The higher I rose in that industry, the more I began to approach a glass ceiling because I lacked a formal education. The next promotion offered was to become a district manager, and this position would include a gigantic workload. Realizing that advancement would lock me into this industry, I did some soul-searching and really looked at my life as a whole. I asked myself, “Before my life ends, what are going to be my contributions to the world?” As a fast-food manager, I realized that I was selling things that were convenient, but typically impacted people's health long-term. I’ve seen people in terrible health, going back and forth to the hospital telling me things like, “The doctor says I really shouldn’t be eating this, but I can’t stop.” To me, it started sounding almost like we were selling a drug, not just convenient food.

I had a personal realization that the fast-food business isn’t helping to improve peoples’ lives; it had the danger of making them worse. In contrast, I wanted to make an impact and make people’s lives better. This desire led me to recognize that I wanted to be in the medical field, but not necessarily as a medical doctor. As a problem solver, biomedical engineering was the best option.

I had a lot of fears and doubts about going to college after working for years in industry. I am a first-generation college student. I enrolled at a community college, did well, and was asked to serve as a tutor for almost every subject they had available. I was thriving and realized once again that teaching and training people is what I love. I might have stopped after completing an associate degree, but my professors urged me to transfer to the University of Arizona. At the time, I honestly thought that was a high, lofty goal, but I took a shot and got accepted to their biomedical engineering program.

Around the same time, I saw on the news that there is a special biomaterial powder you can put on people’s wounds that could literally regrow fingertips. Recognizing how many wounded warriors and other people have lost limbs from disease, I knew regenerative medicine was something that truly resonated with me. The healing of tissues and organs and unlocking the body’s potential to do so became my passion.

I participated in an educational pipeline program at the University of Arizona, which helps underrepresented minority students transition to graduate programs. Although we all had the academic merit to attend graduate school, many of us were clueless on how the process works and how to improve our applications. Although I really resisted it, the program leaders encouraged me to apply for various graduate programs at prominent schools such as Johns Hopkins. I applied to other universities that I thought were a more realistic match and Johns Hopkins was more of a ‘reach’ school. To my shock, Johns Hopkins invited me to come in for interviews and now here I am—a Ph.D. student in the top-ranked graduate biomedical engineering program in the country. I love saying that. It was all thanks to those mentors and coaches who supported and encouraged me to apply in the first place.

What’s a day in the life of a Ph.D. student look like? I’m a second year Ph.D. student in the laboratory of Dr. Jennifer Elisseeff, director of the Translational Tissue Engineering Center (TTEC). I’ll start my day in the lab, try to catch up on emails, make plans for the week in terms of experiments, then go to class. Throughout the day it’s often a choice between homework and research. I almost always pick research. There is always something to be done: from isolating RNA from tissue, to figuring out gene expressions of an animal model to see if a particular wound treatment is causing it to heal or regenerate versus scarring, to characterizing immune system cell populations in specific tissues through flow cytometry. There are multiple meetings depending on the day, but I would say things are split among planning and preparing for experiments and performing them.

Of course, I do spend time outside the lab. Alone or with my fiancé, Ashlie, I love to travel, hike, read, write and find creative solutions to problems. This year I am also one of the co-presidents of the BME Ph.D. Student Council. I am a member of several clubs, and a recruiter and mentor for the new P-TECH program that Johns Hopkins works with at Dunbar High School. I tend to keep myself very busy, but I try to make sure to keep things in a healthy balance. Weekends are the best time for this as Baltimore has so many fun festivals and community events going on.

Looking to the future, I have a sincere interest in being a teacher. I feel that it’s my chance to give back. Perfectly in line with this, I was recently awarded a fellowship through the National Science Foundation’s graduate research fellowship program, which supports providing a broader impact to the communities in which our research occurs. When I work with students who come from the community and our undergraduate programs and they learn fast, that sparks my energy and excitement.

Experiences like this make me want to come to the laboratory and do more. I am currently living my dream: I wake up every morning and I love what I do!

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Jesse Grant

My first experience at Johns Hopkins was in the ER in 1994 — two young guys robbed me and shot me in the chest at Old Town Mall in Baltimore while I was driving a bus for the MTA. Luckily, Hopkins Hospital wasn’t far away. I heard the doctors say there was nothing they could do for me. I just kept asking God to save me and to get me through. And he did. Two weeks and five operations later, I was ready to be discharged. My daughter, who was 2 years old at the time, came around the corner, put her hand out and said, “Daddy, let’s go home.” It showed me that, no matter what happens, there is always somebody there who cares.

I became familiar with the Johns Hopkins campus during my 11 years driving for a contracted mobility company. On my fifth year, I met Bonnie Windsor, the vice president of HR at the time, who saw me in action and offered me a position at the hospital. I didn’t come to Hopkins at that time, but a few years later I applied and became patient ambassador. I’ve been at Hopkins for three years now.

I wear many hats as patient ambassador. I get here every morning at 7:30 and clock in at 7:45. My post is located at the main entrance of the hospital at 1800 Orleans Street. The first thing I do when I come through the door is see how many wheelchairs we’ve got. I need to make sure we have enough to get patients to their appointments. The next thing I do is make sure my podium is fully stocked. I call that my mobile office and it is where I keep cups, graham crackers, coffee, water and anything else a patient or visitor may ask for while they are waiting. If the information booth gets busy, I help out behind there. I help outside with security and traffic flow. You may see me by the Johns Hopkins sign on Orleans Street waving down cabs and directing the cars. I try to remember everyone’s name and give a smile to everyone I pass by. I don’t know what people are going through when they come to this hospital and that’s why I always try to be as nice as I can. A smile does a lot of justice. I want people to come back and say, “This guy gave us everything he had, and he did it professionally.”

I was born in Alexandria, Virginia, and raised in Baltimore. My grandparents, who raised me, taught me how to cook and how to be a gentleman. I remember them saying that these skills would help me throughout my whole life. And they have. That’s why I am able to give such a high level of customer service. It was instilled in me early on.

My family and my faith keep me going. I have three daughters and one son. I also have four grandsons — Brandon (17), Jacob (4), Carter (4), and Jaden (2) — and they are the joys in my life. I have to be the best man I can be for my family and teach my grandsons how to be respectful. That’s what I try to tell some young folks. It’s all about respect. I know how hard it is to not have a mother or father in your life, but it’s not that hard that you can’t make it. I tell them, “You don’t know my background. You may see this smiling face looking happy every day. But if you understand what I’ve been through, you can make it too. You don’t have to go to the gang. You don’t have to go into the drugs. You might not have that mom and dad, but there’s somebody you can reach out to that can get you through and to make sure you don’t make these wrong turns.”

I am also excited to announce that I will be one of the “Gameday Ambassadors” for the Baltimore Ravens. I’ll never forget that day in August when they called me and asked, “Mr. Grant, how would you like to greet 71,000 people?” That phone call really made my day. I look forward to providing the fans the same level of customer service that I provide for every visitor in this hospital. I’m here to help.

You might not help everybody, but if you can help one person, that’s good. Thank God you helped somebody! Because we’ve got a lot of people out there that need it. One day, I’m going to need help. And I hope someone has my back.

Read what one patient had to say about Jesse Grant in August 2017.

— Jennifer Wicks

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Following is a letter sent from a patient to The Johns Hopkins Hospital about Jesse Grant

Dear Sir/Madam:

I just wanted to make a comment on one of your employees. There is a gentleman named Jesse that works out in front of the main hospital/emergency entrance. Jesse is the kindest soul.  I came there  with my grandson and my mom. My grandson had had eye surgery the day before and was coming for his day one post op visit.  I also had to bring my mom for her appointment.  I was feeling very overwhelmed and stressed out because my grandson had a very difficult night the night before, dealing with post op pain, and my mom is steadily declining and has been falling a lot.  I pulled up at the front entrance to get a wheelchair for my mom and drop her and my grandson off before going to park in the Orleans Street Garage.

Out of nowhere appears this Angel, Jesse.  He immediately got a wheelchair for my mom, helped me get her in the chair, made her laugh and assured me that he would keep an eye on them while I went to park.  My grandson is 14, and he was going to stay with my mom, so she was okay, but it was very sweet of him to offer that.

Several hours later, when I came back to the front entrance to pick them up, there he was again.  I was struggling to get my mom out of the wheelchair and into the car.  Jesse was right there helping me.

This man has the warmest smile and the kindest heart.  He truly got me through a very stressful morning, and after getting somewhat teary, I walked away with a smile.

What an incredible asset he is to Johns Hopkins!!  You are so lucky to have him as an employee, and I was lucky to have him as my Angel on Tuesday.  He is truly a SHINING STAR!!

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Doretha Lewis

Everyday Hopkins: Doretha Lewis, Staff Assistant for General Services Training and Education

 

I was raised in East Baltimore. In the early 1970s, when I was 16 years old, I was recruited to work as a summer intern at Johns Hopkins through Dunbar High School and a program called Neighborhood Youth Corps as a pediatric nursing assistant. When I graduated high school three years later, I was asked to stay full time. I moved to Phipps where I was a psychiatric nursing assistant before leaving the workforce for 18 years to raise my family. I’m married with a son, a daughter and a cat named Summer. I also took this time to earn my AA degree in early childhood education.

In 2010, I felt I needed to get back into the workplace. I was drawn back to Hopkins. I remembered working here years ago doing bedside care and interacting with people — doing things to make them feel better. I’m always wanting to reach out and give to others as others have given to me. It’s reciprocal. So I went through an agency and eventually ended up with Intrastaff in mail services. My coworkers call me “Ms. D,” and when the word spread that Ms. D would be here permanently, everyone was pleased with the decision.

My job as a mail clerk was to retrieve mail from the loading dock, sort it, and organize it for delivery to the East Baltimore campus. Pushing, pulling and lifting the heavy mail gurneys was really something at first! We process a lot of mail — almost 3 million pieces last fiscal year. But, then I started looking at each piece of mail as a person. Each letter that comes into this hospital does represent somebody. Finding the value in every task handed to me and helping others is at the core of who I am.

In June, I was promoted to staff assistant for the General Services Training and Education department. I work with interns who were chosen to participate in a job training program that helps those receiving state assistance gain full-time employment after they intern for 15 weeks. I like to sit in on the classes and listen to people tell their stories about where they came from and what they aspire to accomplish. I enjoy hearing our staff tell the interns how they have to be accountable and responsible. Here, it’s all about patient care.

Working in mail services has prepared me for my new position because I have had the opportunity to demonstrate that I am responsible, reliable and diligent about my work. They could have chosen anyone for this position — someone with a higher education than I have, but God allowed this opportunity to come to me.

The program is called IMPACT. It trains the interns for service positions in the hospital. They do different jobs like security or transporting patients. And a lot of times, the interns are given a full-time job. My role is to follow up with them after they complete the program.

Last week, I called one young lady, a former intern from the program to follow up. She told me how grateful she was for this opportunity and that she was happy the Johns Hopkins training and educational center gave her that chance to better herself. Now she’s working on her second master’s degree. To hear that someone has been placed into our program and is now a success is the type of story that makes me feel good. She made me tear up.

It’s not that people can’t do. It’s just that sometimes people just need someone to help them to do. You never know who will come through those doors and what value they can bring to this institution.

 

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I was a firefighter for Baltimore City for 23 years, and I worked mostly in East Baltimore. I was at the station on Harford and Oliver Street, which isn’t far from The Johns Hopkins Hospital. We were very busy in this area, and I was often dropping patients off at Hopkins with an ambulance crew.

My title was emergency vehicle driver, and I drove the ladder truck. Usually our job was to put ladders up, do search and rescue and provide access, if doors needed to be taken out or windows needed to be taken out. “Sometimes we would arrive at a fire and the people outside would tell us there are people still inside. It was our job to go in and find them.”

I always had a positive impression of Hopkins. I remember our fire company responded to one fire back in 2001 on Broadway when some firefighters were injured. They brought one injured firefighter right down the street to Hopkins. He actually had an inhalation injury, and they brought him into the emergency room. The doctor who saw him did a trach on him and probably saved his life. That was one of the good things about working close to Hopkins.

After I retired in 2010, I spent about a year at home waiting for the grass to grow, so I decided to see what else was out there. I just read the job description and I was thinking what this department did would probably be a good fit for me. And it has been.

I’ve been working with Lifeline’s Hopkins Communication Center for seven years now as a communications specialist. After the Hopkins Access Line receives a call to transfer an outside patient and coordinates with bed management and admitting, I help in preparing and dispatching the crew to pick up the patient. We arrange the transportation, triage the call to find out what level of care they need and send out an ambulance to pick the patient up and bring them back to one of the hospitals in the Johns Hopkins Health System. My job is coordinating all of that and to make sure the right care team gets to the right facilities. A lot of times we’ll call the sending facility, whether it’s an outside hospital or urgent care center, and say, “Hey, we’ll be there in an hour to bring that patient into Hopkins,” and they’re so relieved to hear that because the patients often require specialized care that they need at our hospitals.

Now, I’m hearing everything over the radio, so it’s a little bit different than being out there on the scene as a firefighter. I don’t miss being out all night cold and wet in the winter time, putting out fires. I’m glad to trade that for the office. I found this job, and it’s been very rewarding and enjoyable.

Most people have no idea the magnitude of how many people are waiting every day for a bed at Hopkins, all the calls we’re handling, sending crews out to different places. We’re handling the emergency paging for the hospital, we’re handling discharges as well as all the people we’re trying to bring into the hospital. It’s constant very busy, not much down time.

I do a lot of bicycling on my days off, and have been doing it for years. In 2000, I rode from Los Angeles to Boston, which took 50 days. I pretty much plan my own trips now, things I want to do or get out for a long weekend or four days off and go plan out a ride. Some people can go swimming or take yoga. I get out on the bike and that’s my relaxation and stress reliever. I found one that worked for me so I’m sticking with it.

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Jill WEAVERLING_H

I have always been interested in health care, especially how people are educated about their health and how they can obtain the care they need when they need it. I’m sure this spawned from my family’s involvement in the field: my dad’s a family physician; my mom was a medical transcriptionist; and my aunt’s a physician’s assistant.

I obtained my undergraduate degree in public relations and my graduate degree is in women’s studies, with a concentration in women’s health. When I started taking women’s studies courses as an undergrad, I learned and studied a lot about race, class, gender and how they can affect an individual’s level of health, education and even access to quality care. During undergrad I did an internship in public relations at a local hospital back in Pennsylvania. My supervisor knew that women’s health was an interest of mine, so he let me spend a day at the clinic where people who were uninsured or underinsured could access care. While there, the clinicians were telling me stories about women who had come in with health issues because they were using Lysol to clean themselves. It really struck me, “How did they learn this? Where did they learn this?”

When I started working at a nonprofit health care organization right out of grad school, it was really about helping populations get the health care and information they needed. I later came to Johns Hopkins in January 2015 as a web content specialist for the Department of Orthopedic Surgery. What I liked most about the role was being able to write and provide people with health information, so that if they had some type of condition and came to our website, they would be able to figure out “ok, this is what’s happening to me, or this is what I’m feeling, or these are the symptoms I’m having,” and then get to the person who could provide them with the best care.

I am now a web production and training specialist on the Internet Strategy and Web Services team for Johns Hopkins Medicine, which is part of the Marketing and Communications Department. Our team offers support to website editors throughout Johns Hopkins Medicine who need to edit a portion of their site, have questions about best practices, or who are looking to initiate a web project.

One of the best parts of my job is getting to work alongside my amazing coworkers. I actually always tell people that I work with the most fun and diverse group. Everyone is so on top of their game here. You always feel like everyone’s doing their part and it’s really just a great environment to be in.

I grew up on a farm in Bedford County, Pennsylvania. My grandparents lived right next door to our house (my brother and his wife live there now) and the farm has been in our family since my dad himself was younger. Later in life I’d love to have my own version of a “farmette,” with a mini pig and mini goat and a big garden!

Coming from a very rural area, my family has always been really crafty. We would make things we needed (clothes, toys, furniture) or just learn to do things ourselves. Around the age of 6, my mother and grandmother taught me how to crochet and make blankets and things on looms. When I started knitting, I was around 19 or 20. My mom taught me that as well, and when I got started, I made some really ugly things! But I just kept trying and trying and I got way better at it.  It’s even become a form of Zen for me.

Over time, I didn’t need more hats and scarves for myself, and started to think about how cool it would be if I made items that someone I didn’t know somewhere loved it enough to buy it. It was about three years ago that I opened my Etsy store, and it’s become a really fun hobby-business! But for me, it will always be rooted in how I learned my craft. It’s a skill that I’ve learned from the women in my family and plan to pass on to my own family someday.

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Trivia Biscoe

I am a clinical customer service coordinator in Johns Hopkins Children Center and I work to build positive communications between patients, family, staff—the entire medical team. I round every day with the patient to make sure they have an exceptional stay, so I track the patient experience with the HCAPHS survey.

Patients and their family members tell me that the best patient experience they can get is being communicated with, understanding what’s going to happen, knowing the next steps.

I spend more time with the families since our patients in the pediatric unit are 0 to 22 years old. Before I step into the patient’s room, I evaluate what they may be going through. I try to put myself in that family’s shoes.  I have a great understanding for people coming into the hospital for the first time, under very stressful situations. Yesterday they may not have planned to be here, and now they’re here looking toward an unknown diagnosis. I really embrace empathy and compassion.

I am excited about what we call the “warm welcome” because it really bridges any gaps in communication about a patient’s care. I normally go into the room, greet the patient and family, give them a tour of our unit and just assist them from the time they arrive to the time they’re discharged. I make sure they receive all the services that we have from parking assistance to daily meals, picking up prescriptions from the Arcade Pharmacy, connecting them to social work, Child Life and even an interpreter if necessary.

Sometimes these families just need someone to listen to or to understand them with a non-bias opinion. I’m available to do that for 20 families on our unit. I become their navigator. Families tell me that just having me when they enter the unit releases the anxiety.

I was born and raised in Baltimore. I graduated from Morgan State University with a degree in family and consumer sciences. The degree is about educating people about health disparities in the community. I worked with people with intellectual disabilities for seven years, running houses for the disabled and operating programs. A friend told me about the job.  June 6 will be one year that I’ve been at Hopkins.

People might be surprised to know that I am a seamstress. In my spare time, I make jewelry, pocketbooks, clothes, pillows, draperies. I made the fashions for the fall fashion show at Morgan State in 2013.

What I enjoy most is spending time with my children. I have two boys, 17 and 10. We like to go to the movies, take a drive to York, Pa., and eat dinner together. This job has allowed me to see the blessing I have in having healthy kids.

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Matt Norvell

 

My dad was in the army. I grew up a lot in Texas, and then lived in Germany for a little while. My dad was also a chaplain in the military.

My specific assignment at Johns Hopkins is to provide spiritual and emotional support to the patients, families and staff of the Children’s Center.

I sometimes think: I’m not helping someone get all the way across the creek or the river, but I can help them find the next stone that they need to get across.

I am ordained in a Baptist tradition called the Alliance of Baptists. However, hospital chaplains are trained to provide spiritual support to whomever we meet. I recently worked with an observant orthodox Jewish family that I really connected with. Certainly we had some spiritual and religious conversation, and there was a lot of general emotional support for a family facing the difficulties of having a sick child. When I meet a family who is Muslim or Baha’i or whatever specific faith and they say, ‘I really need to talk to, for example, an Imam,’ we have resources on our staff to cover these other individual belief system needs. We also have resources in the community that I can call on.

One thing on my list of “hard things to have to witness” is seeing parents having to make choices when they know their child is not going to live, and to have to make a choice to stop things. For me, those are some of the most difficult, courageous, deep, caring parenting moments.

There’s a lot of literature about resilience—how do you build resilience, avoid burnout, etc? And the reality is that most people—if you’ve made it to adulthood—are pretty resilient. And what happens is when people get put into a crisis situation, they maybe temporarily forgot those things that support them and keep them afloat. So a lot of what I do is evoke from people what it is that keeps them afloat and remind them that they’re resilient, strong, smart people.

One of the personal things that I’ve had to learn to do—and I don’t always do it successfully—is that even with the most horrific, saddest stories that I might be suddenly thrust into, I am able to remember that this child is not my child that’s sick or hurt. It would be impossible to carry the emotions of all the particular situations I witness.

One of the ways I stay emotionally healthy is I’ve got a garden that is maybe 20’ by 20’, and I’ve been growing tomatoes and peppers and a variety of other things. One of the things I’ve found is I have to have activities that I can be completely immersed in that have no emotional consequence. If I get more crab grass in the garden, that’s okay. Nobody gets hurt.

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Charles Carter Meat Cutter

Charles Carter is an assistant Cook in the Johns Hopkins Hospital kitchen, which is located underneath the Orleans Street parking garage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My name is Charles Carter. I’m classified as an assistant cook, but I just say “meat cutter” because I don’t do too much cooking. I slice the meat.

Like today, I’ll process these 20 turkeys—these weigh about 18 pounds each—so 300-some pounds of turkey. On an average day, I process anywhere from 800 to 1,000 pounds of meat. You have cheeses cut first: cheddar, Swiss. The machine is cleaned, and then I did turkey, smoked turkey. Cleaned it, and did corned beef, cleaned it, then roast beef.

Most people don’t understand the health nature with hospital food. Some people have to learn to eat again, so they puree. If a person can’t have salt in his diet and gets something that’s salty, he’ll be sick. You don’t want to come to the hospital and get sick. That’s why we spend so much time on safety cleaning.

Early on, a lot of the people I met taught me how to work and stay employed because I had never had a job more than a year. I was working with Ryan Homes before I came to Hopkins... I started here, I was 33. Twenty-seven years ago… I started out working in the store room. Then for unseen reasons, I started slicing meat.

It’s physically demanding because you’ve got to stand, and you’re in cold conditions. The process of cleaning machines… carrying boxes, cases of meat, load’em up, bring’em back, it’s a lot of work. One reason I took the job is because it offered all holidays and weekends off. That was really inviting.

The beauty of it is I’ve been doing this for 20-some years and only cut myself once. That was by accident, stupidity.

My father used to say whatever you can be, be the best at it. That’s what I try to do. You can tell by way I talk, I enjoy it. It’s a good job, you get the bills paid. I don’t go hungry. Plus, you eat pretty good when you’re working here. I met a lot of good people and good friends coming here.

One thing about Johns Hopkins is overall, it’s prestigious. So you put that on your application, it means a lot. That’s why when people ask about certain things, I say: Johns Hopkins doesn’t owe me anything. They really don’t, because I came here not knowing anything, and look what I gained. I got a trade I can take anywhere in the world.

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George LeVay

Hungary native George Levay, a Fulbright Scholar, overcame meningitis to develop a prosthetic control.

 

I’m here on a Fulbright scholarship. I work specifically on prosthetics control, and my research involves pattern recognition-based control of prosthetics.

It’s easier to look back now and talk about the meningitis. I was very lucky. I have no internal organ or brain damage from the bacteria. Both my father and mother were constantly there, supporting me, and my friends, too. There were so many things that worked in my favor that I got through it.

By the time I got to the hospital, I was almost completely out of it. They realized my internal organs were shutting down. They put me in an artificial coma.

After a week, they had to wake me up because I contracted pneumonia. That’s when they started removing first the skin, then doing smaller amputations, then larger amputations. The first instinct of the doctors normally would be to cut off everything. But my father—he’s not a doctor but he’s very well versed in medicine—he didn’t let them amputate everything. And after two months, I walked home.

I was basically bandaged all over, but those bandages had to be replaced every two days. I wanted to die a lot of times. But my psychiatrist took me on and took a lot of risks with me; for instance, she ordered the doctors to sedate me every time I was rebandaged.

My depression was over pretty rapidly, in about 7 or 8 months. I reached the point where I had to decide: okay, I’m either going to sit and stare at a wall my entire life—because that was an option, and no one would have faulted me for that—or I do something about it. So I finished my bachelor’s degree and shifted into robotics and control theory.

I was very happy when I got the Fulbright scholarship and was accepted to Hopkins; I'm finishing school in May.

We had a lot of fun developing the hands-free controller. The most enjoyable part was taking it from idea to where it is now. This was the first such experience I’d had, and it was really great. For me, this would be unimaginable in Hungary simply because there isn’t the money or education to allow people to do these kinds of projects and work on them until they’re done.

I think the main takeaway from my time here has been seeing how working on a team, listening to and considering all opinions can lead to creating something that could not have been possible individually. The whole experience will stay with me. It’s been a life changing two years.

 

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