Walking into the locker room about to get ready to go to our last football game of the season. I could smell the sweaty equipment from the kids who never take their pads home. The Hempfield Spartans 7th grade team would be ending their season 0-7 if we didn’t win today. As I was changing into my pads my friend mike walked in the room. I said “you ready for tonight”. “Heck yeah” replied Mike.…
According to this test my communication style under stress consists of avoiding and controlling. From the accompanying table I find that these two less-than-perfect strategies of handling crucial conversations only affect me slightly. When it comes to avoiding, I do not ignore the real issues; however, I sometimes avoid subjects that are not necessary to solving the main conflict. For controlling, I do like to get my point across, but I will not force my ideas and opinions on others nor will I actively encourage people to share their ideas. None of the methods for controlling pertain to me.…
To accomplish my goal I did some refreshment my nursing skill and producers before clinical. I reviewed my nursing skill and procedure to refresh my brain about how to administer parental injection, the right site for IM and S/C, and size and length of needles. I reviewed my health and physical assessment videos and review my nursing skill notes how to assess head to toe and pain scale, Glasgow Coma Scale (GCS) and CIWA Scale which helped me a lot to refresh my skills. Also, I looked up my previous clinical worksheets which reminded me some nursing diagnosis and…
In my lifetime,I was struggling with depression and I didn’t have very many people to talk to about it,it all started in junior high up until now.I felt like nobody liked me or just simply didn’t like me in general but that’s not the only reason I also think negative all the time.Over time I just have to learn that life is hard and I may fall down but I just have to pick myself back up.My life hasn’t always been easy I don’t really talk to many people like I use to I don’t even go out of the house anymore other than school I constantly isolate myself in my room and never come out I just trap myself in there I don’t even talk to my parents really because of this.I eventually started overcoming it I mean I still don’t talk to many people but…
Depression is a very serious thing ,I should know especially because I’ve gone through and still deal with depression in my life. The first time depression hit he the hardest that left me at a point of a life changing decision not just for myself but for the people around me was during near the end of my seventh grade year. Events took place before that event I was told I was probably going to have to move schools the next year leaving my friends behind and having to be alone with no one. That year ended and I was left thinking I was going to be alone and I lost a few people who meant alot to me. During the summer things got worse. I was alone only able to think about what had happened and not having anyone to talk to ,I truly felt alone.…
Success through struggle is a story of one young soldiers attempt at something great. Through the struggles that I endure in this story of my attempts of joining an elite military organization are a testament to Army Values and the warrior ethos. You will learn that even if you do not succeed at first you will find success in other avenues. This story is not for quitters it is for those who enjoy tales that show triumph of the mind, body, and spirit.…
Time is winding down and the past thirty nine weeks has been nothing short but amazing. It has been full of different emotions and feelings. From the stretching of the skin to the sudden movement I have never felt before. It was all a new experience, but the feeling was indescribable. After a restless night, the sunrise appeared before I knew it. The pain was unbearable, but after several hours and a couple of good pushes you were here. I was extremely exhausted, but the relief was absolutely amazing. At first sight I fell in love with you. Not for how you look, just for who you are. I never thought I could feel affection like this. What is this? Is this how it's assume to feel or even resemble? It's kind of insane how you, only one individual,…
My emotional wellness has come so far for my goals. I have learned to accept myself for my body and my mind. On Halloween, I wore my Wonder Woman costume without a second thought. Every day I dress up for myself and no longer care about the opinion of others when I look in my closet. My value always counted on my grades and test scores since elementary school. These days I still value my grades, but do not value my personal worth solely on them.…
“You’ll never be able to run long distances again” A quote from my doctor when I was first diagnosed with both a tarsal and calcaneal coalition in my left foot. The first thought that came to my head was start digging my grave now. Monday through Saturday for me are spent at the gym or on the tennis court. If I am not training, I am teaching the sport I continue to admire since fifth grade. Those nine words rang through my ears like fingernails on a chalk board. He proceeded to place me in a cast then a few weeks later into an air cast. I viewed this as a small bump in the road and continued to strengthen my upper body and core despite my highly fashionable boot. Two months later my highly optimistic self headed to my “final” doctor appointment to be told I need to continue to wear the air cast. That day I recall telling myself “deep breaths Grace”…
This is an informal essay giving readers an insight on my support system as a child. The things that helped me feel safe as a child. Resources in the neighborhood that helped me grow and blossom. Insight on why I may think the way I do. The focus is to analyze me so I can put aside anything that may hinder me as a Social Worker.…
I awaken this morning in a cold sweat, and heart pounding. Lately, I have gone through so many nightmares, but that's not surprising. Although my combat campaign ended the year 1991, I still get combat nightmares and flashbacks often, up four to five times a week, especially when I am stressed. At some point, early this morning, I found myself unable to physically move, as if I was paralyzed. In my dream, I believed someone or something, was trying to drag me out of my bed. Regardless, today, I must stay active and not drowned in my sorrows. I often try to recognize and release negative thoughts about my trauma issues and embrace new thoughts in my mind. However, this process is so hard to achieve consistency and maintained. Especially, since…
When I was in sixth grade, a guest came to speak to the entire class about middle school sports. During a question and answer session I asked if it was possible to run cross country and play basketball, a kid yelled across the gym “Why ask you’re too fat to play sports” and the whole gym burst into laughter, I was humiliated. Embarrassed beyond belief, tormented by others, and battling my own demons from generalized anxiety disorder, my problems were epitomized.…
Like many, I could use this opportunity to brag about my academic or extracurricular achievements, but in doing so I would be omitting a defining factor of my life thus far-anxiety. While not completely aware of it, I have spent a majority of my highschool career in a state of constant anxiety. Similar to others who suffer from generalized anxiety disorder, I am prone to feeling overwhelmed when making decisions or presenting myself in communal settings. As a result, I found myself overwhelmed and struggling with the start of secondary school. My disquieted tendencies made me wary of expanding my comfort zone, in turn stunting my own personal growth over the past few years. Subsequently, I have spent a long time attempting to beat my anxiety.…
“I can’t wait to be a senior” was something I would say whenever I walked into my anatomy class full of seniors who did nothing at all but every time I would Jesslyn would stop me, cock her eyebrow, make a ‘you are kidding me right?’ face and say “be careful what you wish for” and I’m now understanding what she meant. Learning responsibility, independence, and how to deal with stress is the most difficult for me coming into senior year.…
Football has always been a big part of my life. As a young boy I would day dream of making insane touchdowns, making tackles that would leave man stuck in the ground, and even winning the heisman trophy. In 7th grade I had begged my mother endlessly to sign me up for pee wee football because she would always worry about the risks of football. After finally getting her to sign me up, we went straight into the season. I chose to play running back because as a 12-year-old I was remarkably fast having timed 5.3 in the 40 yard-dash. After a few weeks in the season we approached the playoffs and found out our opponent for the first round of the playoffs were the jaguars who were undefeated. Our team didn’t have the best chemistry on…