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The ABCs of CPE

Two days ago I began a summer intensive unit of clinical pastoral education, or CPE, as its commonly known. I'll spend the next ten weeks serving as a full-time chaplain at Capital Health. Capital Health operates two hospitals: one in Trenton and one in suburban Hopewell. They are about 5 miles--and for all intents and purposes--a world apart from each other. Trenton is urban, older, bigger, busier, and a full-on trauma center, meaning patients with any type of traumatic injury (e.g., accident, gunshot) can receive care. Hopewell is brand-spanking new, with every modern convenience, including a spa, and is surrounded by lush, rolling hills. Given its setting and the fact that it's not a trauma center, the atmosphere at Hopewell is more like a hotel than a hospital.

I'm one of seven interns in the program. I don't think I could ask for a better group. We're a diverse lot in age, race, country of origin, faith background, and personality, but not so much gender (six males but only one female). We have a former army colonel, corrections officer, and cement manufacturer. Despite the diversity, we're all under the supervision of a certified chaplain.

Today we learned from the chaplain which hospital we'll be assigned to, and which section of the hospital. I expressed a desire to work with HIV/AIDS patients, which I had assumed would see me placed at Trenton, which is, in fact, where I'll be. I won't be working solely with people with HIV/AIDS, but the sections of the hospital I'll be covering include such patients.

Everyone I have spoken to about CPE has said what a transformative experience it was for them, and I don't expect anything different for myself. I experienced a profoundly moving experience on my very first patient visit yesterday. More on that in the next post.

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  1. Best of luck John. I know you will be doing great work.

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