Did you know that in 2008, 135,813 children were adopted in the United States of America? When I was sixteen my adoption changed my life. It was one of the most exhilarating and terrifying days of my life because I didn’t know what to expect. My adoption was emotional for me and all my family it impacted not only my life but many of the people around me lives as well. Everyday changes our life in some way shape or form however, some days have more of a lasting impact than others. My adoption was also part of an award ceremony for one of the judges. My adoption was an extremely positively impacting moment that was filled with joy and love from everyone around.…
She was born on a busy summer night on September 13th 1918 in Brookline, Massachusetts. I always had the feeling that Rosie was a little different from the rest of us. On the day of her birth the midwife arrived late, and my theory is that this action deprived her brain of oxygen. We were proven right when she failed to advance from kindergarten and was deemed to suffer from intellectual disabilities. When this happened our parents began to conceal their third child from society.…
Objectively, I am a daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, cousin, a friend, a cancer survivor, and a student.…
Dad woke me up to have breakfast and to get ready to open presents. We had the normal breakfast, and got ready for the day. I got five presents including my stocking. Mom got a glass butterfly wind chime, a magnet with a red panda, and a polar bear. And a key chain with her name on it that I got at the KC zoo gift shop. Dad got a mug, a pair of Bluetooth ear buds and a firefly edition of monopoly we stayed at home for a few hours then we went to grandma Judy’s house I got two pairs of jeans, a tablet stand, and $70…
My goals for residency are simple – to continuously learn in order to educate and heal. Although I have been involved in the community in various ways for many years, I am truly excited to start giving back to society from a different perspective – that of a physician, of a person’s first stop in their most vulnerable of times. Family Medicine is a broad field that will challenge me in many ways, but I am ready to enhance my knowledge in a program that fosters learning through a supportive, team approach where patients and their futures are the greatest concerns.…
Since I grew up in a family with an abusive father, my response to conflict differs from most people. My father resolved conflict by shouting, degrading, and often physically abusing the other person. My mother’s response to conflict was to try to settle a compromise or walk away until her own frustration was no longer there. I think based off the conflict responses I observed growing up, my responses are a mixture of my parents. When in an intense argument with someone, I attack their character and then silence them out. Family members play a big part in how we resolve conflicts, because a good portion of our lives begin by us spending time with and watching our relatives. We, as a society, adapt skills and mannerisms from those closest to…
Suppose that you come across a newborn baby laying behind a dumpster. What would you do? Look the other way or decide to raise that baby as your own. Raising a newborn till they become an adult, takes a tremendous amount of hard work. It requires loving, caring, pleasing the baby forever as well as being able to clean the house, work for money, and lots of others. Once you get the hang of it becomes easier. Therefore, by being heroic throughout harsh-durations you attain the impression of comfort.…
I am sure you find many letters coming across your desk from parents who have taken the opportunity to ‘brag’ about their child. I know mine won’t be the best, but I hope that I do my daughter justice at the end. As most parents do, especially with their first child, they keep a folder of milestones their child has reached throughout their years; a folder filled with report cards, love letters, photos, school projects, etc. When I look back at one of Morgan’s Kindergarten project “All about Me”, I couldn’t agree more with the saying on the front of her book exclaiming, ”There is nobody in the world exactly like me!”. It’s exactly how I feel about Morgan.…
Have you ever had to let go of someone who you loved? We decided to go on a picnic at my aunt lisa's house one summer day of pizza and lemonade in her backyard with my brother and my sister and my dad and my mom and my grandpa me my brother and sister were playing on a slip and slide my dad and grandpa were watching tv and after playing on the slip and slide i ate some pizza and my aunt said that she needed to use the john when she came back she was not the same because she was moving in her chair a weird way then she was letting off a weird stench than her eyes rolled up in her head i could only see white in her eyes i tried shaking her than i started to cry and scream to my mom she called an ambulance and that was the first time i rode…
Growing up, most of the children I knew would go to church on Sunday’s, visit their grandparents’ house to bake cookies after school, and have milk and cereal for breakfast every morning. But I had never set foot inside of a religious building, couldn’t even speak the same language as my grandmothers, and ate congee with fermented soy beans like it was the most natural thing in the world. My little town where I’d grown up, made friends, and built memories was, to say the least, completely un-diverse.…
When I got to St. Vincent’s hospital I thought I was in labor but the doctor said my water wasn’t broken yet. So I had to walk up and down the hallway for the baby to come down. Then finally the doctor pulled my water. And oh my god I was in so much pain. The nurse said” Keep pushing, the baby is almost out.” With a final push I had my baby. She was the most beautiful little baby with dark hair and big light brown eyes. I called Diana.…
When asked to write about a childhood experience most people think of the time they lost their first tooth when they were 6, or about the time they started school when they were 5, however, I’m going to write about summer. It wasn’t just any summer it was the summer that I went to the lake with my Dad and Papa. I was about 4 and couldn’t be any more excited about what was going to happen…
Due to my medical history, any child that my parents had after me had a much higher risk of having the same birth defect. My parents began taking all preventive measures possible so that this child would not experience the same difficulties I had. In July of that year, my little sister was born in Walnut Creek, California. I was immediately infatuated and loved spending as much time I could with her. Thankfully, she was not born with Spina Bifida to the great joy of my…
On a quiet Sunday morning at Kings Daughters Hospital in Madison, Indiana, I was welcomed into this world via c-section. With my mother completely unconscious, my father was first to hold my whopping nine-pound six-ounce body. I was bald and twenty and a half inches in length. I arrived at 7:57 on January 8, 1999, and the weather was below freezing and snowy. For my mother, giving birth was an occurrence that she never intended to endure. Before my mother had me at the age of thirty nine, she went through multiple abortions. She had never wanted kids, but my father convinced her to…
Growing up can be challenging even with the ideal surroundings. Your teen years are even more puzzling because you seem to be stuck in between being a child and an adult. Throw in not having a father or mother around and life gets difficult. The year 2001 was a difficult year for my family and the nation. My life growing up wasn’t picture perfect, but in one very long month I learned that kindness from those around will help you endure and survive.…