Death was something new to me. I had never had to deal with someone close to me passing. I had experienced my friends losing a grandparent or a distant relative, but it had not affected me terribly much. I always considered myself to be lucky I had not suffered through the pain of losing someone brought. When this finally occurred, the first challenge was presented to me: accepting the fact I didn’t have a father anymore.…
When I was 16 I thought I was on top of the world and never imagined that I could lose a parent at such a young age. I was not prepared for the obstacles I would face in the days, weeks, and years that followed. Many nights were spent wondering if what I was doing in my life would make my dad proud, or how everything would be different if he was still here.…
Arriving home from school, being picked up by his neighbors, “At two o’ clock our neighbors drove me home”(3). He heard the devastating news that someone died in his family. Upon arriving home, “In the porch I met my crying father”(4), showed how death can causes so much trauma and confusion. His father crying,…
In 1991, my brother was born with Meconium Aspiration which is the swallowing of his own bowel movement. As a result, he was in a vegetative state at the infancy stage and suffered severe intellectual and developmental delays. With the appropriate referrals to (a) neonatal care hospitals, (b) behavioral intervention specialists, (c) social workers, (d) speech language pathologist, and (e) occupational and physical therapist, he made a full recovery. Notwithstanding the past medical mistakes, the early interventions helped him to reach developmental milestones at a latent age. Moreover, the use of early interventions led him to the normal adaptation to his interpersonal, social, economic, and political environments.…
When my step father committed suicide, it was the most shocking yet influential experience of my life. The whole situation expanded my understanding of mortality, spirituality, and of just how fragile happiness is. I can still remember the day that it happened; It was unlike any other day. I was in school when brother picked me up after lunch. We met up with my mother, and brother at my grandmother's house. The entire atmosphere was off. No one was acting like themselves. Immediately I knew something was wrong, even if their expressions and body language were not obvious enough. After sitting in the living room for what seemed like an eternity, I went into the next room where I found my mother who was crying, and when I asked what was wrong…
I couldn’t believe it. He was very young, and seemed to be quite healthy. At that minute, my whole family sat around the living room sobbing our eyes out. It was probably the saddest moment of my life. For this reason, my family drove over to my Grandma’s house to meet the rest of my family. Once we got there, everyone was not doing well at all. We all mourned together for the next few days. During those few days, I noticed how everyone in our family accompanied each other, and how close we all became. I now realize that family is the most important thing, and they will always be there for…
For as long as can remember I have had problems with my knee. It all started back in middle school, when we were playing basketball in our math class. My teacher at the time, Mr. Siem, would play with us. On this particular day, we were on opposing teams and he was bringing down the ball. When I went to defend him, he never stopped and he ran into me. His knee landed on mine with all of his weight. I knew right away that something was wrong.…
The game of soccer has always come natural to me. Competing in the game of soccer is what I love to do. Being physical is something I’ve never been scared of. If I’m being completely honest, going in hard on tackles is what I’m known for. Being a physical player is a strength of mine. Being physical in the game of soccer always comes with the risk of getting hurt. Two years ago I took that risk of getting hurt, and getting hurt is exactly what happened.…
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…
My parents got divorced in 2008. I was 9. At the time it didn’t bother me, for some reason I was the only one who didn’t cry. I stayed with my mother, and my father would leave San Diego and go back to live in Arkansas where he was born and raised. After he left, I questioned “ What caused my Dad to go back home? What is so good over there?”…
Trauma: a very difficult or unpleasant experience that causes someone to have mental or emotional problems usually for a long time. Have you ever experienced a trauma? I made it nearly nineteen years without enduring a traumatic experience. Yes, an affair leading into a divorce is considered a trauma. When the man I grew up idolizing left my family for a twenty-year-old girl, it left me mentally and emotionally unstable. As many times as my parents told me that their problems were their problems and that they shouldn’t affect me; this affected me. My life before the affair was great and carefree, however, now I’m not sure that I’ll ever get back there. It is literally as if I lived a different life before the trauma.…
It’s extraordinary to think about how we take so much for granted - another belief we take for granted is that every night the stars will shine. When you wake up in the morning and make plans for the day, you never really contemplate those plans changing entirely in the blink of an eye. I had never thought much about it, personally, until I was faced with Death himself. I don't think anyone really contemplates tragedy until it knocks on their front door. In fact, it doesn’t even knock – it forces itself in and threatens to leave you with nothing but heartache and suffering for the remainder of your miserable life. Traumatic events can occur in numerous ways, at any time in one’s life. Some are lucky enough to get away with them. Unfortunately, I was not one of the lucky.…
It was 2009 and I had been in sixth grade for a couple of months. I was on the phone with one of my friends from school when my mom called through my door for me to come out into the living room. I ignored her and kept talking for a few minutes when she called me out again. I rolled my eyes and told my friend I would call her right back. I walked into the living room and it seemed odd to me that both my sisters and dad were all out there too. I watched my mom take a deep breath with my dad by her side. As she began to speak her voice shook and gloss covered her eyes. “The doctors found a lump in my last mammogram.” she said. “It came back as cancer. I’m going to have to get treatment but I’m going to be okay.” No one else said a word, we all…
Walking out of class with her new friend Allison, the only one at this school that seemed to really understand her, she said ‘What does she mean I have to live life? My boyfriend was lacrosse captain! I was prom queen! When I was sixteen I got attacked by a dog at the winter formal and had to stay in hospital for a week! Not many people can say that!’…
The saddest day of my life was probably the day my grandmother passed away. Not only was she my grandmother, but she was my best friend, and with whom I spent maximum time when I visit my village with family in summer vacation and Puja holidays or when she comes to us. She shares her life experiences when she was a kid like me, speaks many stories and shared happiest moments of her life. Usually I get upset and long for these days when I depart from her. I remember everything about her, most of them are good things, the thing that I’ll never forget is how she shows her affection towards me as the youngest member of my family.…