A Healthy Pair Of Lungs-Personal Narrative

Since I didn’t know better, I stood too close to a gas heater. I was so cold I didn’t notice what was happening until it was too late. Screams echoed in my head, but my body wouldn’t move. Fire, fire repeated over again. I stood there with the smell of smoke surrounding me giving me a massive bear hug, slowly swallowing me whole, like whale swallowed Jonah. My brain shut down, it was like my body was trying to move but my head kept telling me not to. I couldn’t think straight, it was if the smoke had somehow crept into my head, fogging my mind. As a kid my teachers talked to me about what to do in these situations, and how to handle myself. Although I was taught to handle myself and what to do, my body wouldn’t move, I was horrified.

I could hear my breathing as if it was a voluntary action. As I saw my mom car come screeching into the driveway, she rushed out, I ran up to her as I tearfully asked, "Is he okay?" With hesitancy and a sorrow- filled voice she said, "He's dead," I screamed over and over again, "No, no, not my brother! Anyone but him!" and I broke down crying, I felt as if I was paralyzed, I felt like I was suffocating; as if a giant hand was clamped around my heart, I wanted to run, I wanted to scream, I wanted for it to not be

I began convulsions as my brain was trying to stimulate my lungs to get more air. My eyes began to close and it was extremely hard to open them and keep them open. I soon started seeing black surrounding my eyes and everyone became a blur. I was not able to respond to anyone because I could not get enough air to both breathe and talk. I could hear their questions like “Mariah, can you hear me?” or “Hello. Mariah. I need you to respond.” I felt quite scared because I was trying my hardest, but nothing was coming out. The lady said my oxygen level was 58 and I was near respiratory failure, so I needed to get to the hospital. I began to become very nervous and uneasy. All I could see was black and my body could not stop shaking. The paramedics were in serious mode because due to my unresponsiveness and uncontrollable shaking they assumed I was having a small seizure. I got into the ambulance and they put an oxygen mask, which helped me breathe more than I could imagine. Once I arrived at the hospital they took me back to a room and gave me an oral steroid and a nebulizer treatment. This immediately

There are so many things that I deal with on a day to day basis although since I moved in some respects it has gotten a lot better than it was. Before I had a lot of anxiety attacks due to the fact that I was always so stressed out. I use to worry about even having a B- in grades it would give me panic attacks it was that bad. To even where if I forgot to do something I always worried about a blow up. Now that I moved though it's as if my life has done a complete 180. I don’t have anxiety attacks at all anymore, and I can actually breathe for once. I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells anymore which is a great relief. I actually enjoy going home, and being with my family. Which is something I haven’t felt in years since I had to live with who I did. I love being with my family who love me, and want me with them. I finally feel at home which honestly maybe one of the greatest feelings in the

This made me quit hanging out with friends however when I began middle school I started to discover that it is a typical thing so I started simply doing what I regularly would do and in the event that I had a fit of anxiety then I would utilize the methods I gained from my specialist. I had numerous individuals help me through this crucial step of my life and I learned through these individuals to be strong and even the most astute and most grounded individuals have difficulties. Another hardship I'm experiencing in my life at the present time is financial issues. My dad's company he was working for went out of business so he needed to begin another job that didn't pay to such an extent. He was them jobless for a couple of months until he recently found a new

Hello everyone and welcome aboard! I am S Y. with Voyage Health. Today, we will embark together in my mini-sub and we shall travel through the body of this young lady named Lola. In this journey we will enter her body through the femoral vein and travel all the way to her lung.

My relatively abnormal reaction to these situations was to stop breathing. I would start rapidly trying to suck in air and get a penetrating headache. All of a sudden my lungs would dry up, and panic would weave its way through every crevice of my mind. My throat would catch, and there was nothing but anxiety to occupy my thoughts. I would prepare to abandon

We all get out of the car BRING BRING my moms phone rings and all the sudden my mom starts crying and then I get scared. Then she got of the phone and…

I’ve had anxiety all my life. After a few years of therapy I could make it into the counselor's office, but no further. Everyday my stomach would turn as my parents drove me to school hoping today would be different, but I always put a plastic bag to good use. I never had a big traumatic event that started my panic attacks. I have genetic generalized anxiety disorder which lead to slight depression. I fought with myself everyday trying to persuade myself to do simple tasks. After

My car engine running. SCREECH! My brakes went every time there was a red light. BEEP! My horn went. I was getting annoyed at all these slow drivers. As I was driving I was going through my head of what I learned in my pre-med class. Internal bleeding. Coma. Spinal Cord issues. Doesn’t that control breathing? Oh my god. Why did this happen? This is not normal. I need them. This is not happening. I thought as I was speeding to the Jefferson Hospital.

Driving to Long Beach with my family, I watched the trees and cars zoom past. Suddenly, as my heart began to pound throughout my whole body, I felt my chest and throat tighten and my muscles stiffen. My brain shut out my surroundings and focused on the panic setting in. Sweat dripped down my palms as I gripped the car handle so tightly my knuckles turned white. Disorientation followed and I was consumed by fear, transported to an empty, helpless space. I had passed the thin line that separated composure and panic. By the time we got to the apartment, I was relieved to have a change of surroundings as I stumbled out of the car. I was shaking when I got out and rushed inside the apartment to calm myself down.This was one of many more panic attacks

In April of last year, I experienced the worst panic attack of my life; all feeling left my body and I felt as if I was already gone. My mom rushed me to the ER, where I was told to visit a cardiologist. When I went to the cardiologist, one of the nurses performed an echocardiogram on me. She was focused on the screen, not realizing that the jelly on my chest was dry until the device no longer moved smoothly; this is how I knew something was wrong. I later found out that my blood was mixing because one of my heart vessels, which was supposed to close days after birth, was still open. The cardiologist said that I needed to have surgery, and I was

“Damn. This. Stupid. Thing.” Freddy grumbled under his breath, wiping the beads of sweat that had begun accumulating on his brow. Frustrated, Fred interlocked his fingers behind his back, resulting in a loud CRACK from his spine. He sighed heavily as he dropped his hands to his side.

I am Mr. Lungs. I am located on either side of the chest. I am in the respiratory system. Air is taken to the body from the nose, or the mouth, then taken to the trachea, which branches off to the bronchi, then to me. I work with the heart and the blood as well. My main functions are to do a process called “respiration,” or breathing. In respiration, oxygen from incoming air enters the blood, and carbon dioxide leaves the blood. In order to do this, oxygen, coming from air, comes to the nose, or the mouth, then to the trachea, then the bronchi, and finally to me. I am important because, I supply the body with oxygen, and take waste out. The Human Body Corporation needs oxygen to live. You should not fire me because, the Human Body Corporation

After a while, I was fed up with my anxiety. Having around twenty panic attacks a day puts a lot on the human body and the way it functions. I did not feeling human anymore. I talked