Auditory Phenotypes

Powering past defenders and blades of grass alike, I reach my big toe out to barely touch the ball past the last defender. That’s it! With thirty yards to goal I’m all alone; it’s just me and the goalkeeper. One last big touch before I place the ball firmly into the back of the net. Twenty yards out now and I’m already picturing what my goal celebration will be, a quick sprint to the sidelines while my teammates all chase me, finished off with a point and stare to my Dad, per usual. I forgot about one thing, the defender steaming in from my back left side. Winding my right leg back, the defender sideswipes me. I was moving so fast I couldn’t catch myself. Smack! The right side of my face hits the dirt. Blood everywhere, my nose is numb, and my face stings with a type of rug burn sensation I had never felt before. Seems bad enough, but wait for the kicker, I’m not moving. My back tingles for a couple minutes while I lay in a mixture of blood and dirt. Then the tingling goes away, I walk unassisted to the bench, certain that I will

My exhaustion on the field came to the point where it could no longer be triumphed by simple motivation. The point of our workouts was to push our bodies, but I was afraid I would push too far—my first and only practice ended in hysterical tears. I had played and loved the game of soccer since the age of five, but I finally had to evaluate the toll it took on my mental and physical health. I felt isolated and did not think I could talk about my condition; it was not visible, like a broken leg or a sprained ankle. While my coaches, teammates, and parents appeared to support me, I felt an underlying pressure to do whatever was necessary to press

Currently attending the University of Dubuque, this bright-eyed young man found himself falling in love with the health wellness and exercise science program. Dreams of being able to work with the NFL or NBA as a professional physical therapist. Keeping his head on right is allowing him to successfully get through his first semester strong and well-balanced. With his background in football itself, he knows the ins and outs of what makes a person who is an athlete tick. Being able to aid someone who is hurt,

Have you ever played a sport and thought that you were going to get hit badly? Have you ever seen anyone get hurt badly, even if it's on tv? In this writing it can help you understand the worst injuries in the sports like soccer, football, etc. can cause.You can get hurt real bad and then you might not play for months because of you use your head or get tackled when you get up you can see stars and have problems walking. You can also have a hard time remembering things., You get brain diseases and which lead to memory loss, depression, impulse, aggression, dementia and control problems , and You can get a concussion and lose memory and don't get to do that sport for a while.

Medical professionals all over the world have paved the road for further research and technological advances in the hearing impaired spectrum. Implantations, such as the cochlear implant (CI), have given patients with profound sensorineural hearing loss newfound hope for habilitation and rehabilitation services. However, “there exists a small subset of deaf individuals who will not benefit from the CI due to (1) a small or absent cochlea, (2) a small or absent auditory nerve, or (3) injury or scarring of the inner ear or auditory nerve secondary to meningitis, trauma, or tumor” as stated by Kaplan et al. (2015). A treatment option for those who did not meet the candidacy qualifications for a cochlear implant needed to be implemented.

“Go Spartans Go!” screamed the crowd as we took the field. I felt nervous, with sweat dripping from my face and my hands feeling moist. The moment I took my position, I felt destined to be the best player on the field and thought to myself, “I can do it.” It was my first start for my career as a varsity soccer player for Brookfield East. I wanted to make every opportunity count. I could smell the scent of the freshly cut grass and the aroma of the concession stand. The referee blew his whistle and we were off to the races. The first 45 minutes went by in a heartbeat and I was exhausted. 5 minutes after halftime, the unthinkable happened. As I was sprinting for the ball, my knee gave out and twisted beneath me. I fell in an instant and I felt

I looked over at my teammate to the right. I nodded at my feet suggesting that she pass it to me. She shrugged and sighed, already feeling defeated. The whistle blew. She passed it to me half heartedly. I received the ball and ran as fast as I could. I maneuvered the ball in a way I did not know I was capable of. I felt invincible. I came up to the goal. I was not close enough, but I knew I only had seconds left, and I could not waste any precious time attempting to dribble closer. I gathered up all my force and shot the ball. The crowd was silent. It was so quite that I could hear the impact of my foot hitting the ball. My heart stopped. The ball was losing momentum, and I was losing hope. The goal keeper lunged, but was centimeters short. The ball slowly rolled into the goal. The whistle blew a second later. I stood in my spot, unbelieving what had just happened. I heard the thunderous claps of the crowd. I had done it. I had scored the winning point and obtained the first place trophy for my team. I heard my father over joyously screech. My team celebrated by jumping on me until I was sprawled on the floor under them. I was

I have long desired to one day pursue a career as a physical therapist. My first experience with the field of physical rehabilitation occurred while I was in high school. While pitching for my school’s baseball team, I suffered a rather serious shoulder injury. Consequently, I underwent multiple shoulder surgeries and eventually found myself in the care of a physical therapist. From my initial visit, I realized that I had an inkling interest in the field of physical therapy. Fast forward to when I enrolled at Nicholls State University as an undergraduate pursuing a baccalaureate degree in biology with a concentration in pre-physical therapy. As an undergraduate, I was compelled to further determine the extent of my interest in physical therapy

The year of 2012, I entered Red Oak High School as an adolescent who was fearful to walk down the hallway. The individual I was my freshman year compares nothing to the individual Red Oak has shaped me into today. During each passing day of my years as a student at Red Oak High School I failed to recognize how much had transformed me. The community, teachers, and coaches have formed me into someone who’s ready to strive and fulfill goals.

“More than 28 million Americans are deaf or hearing impaired. This statistic may reach 40 million by the year 2020” (“Cochlear Implant Surgery”, n.d.). Individuals who are deaf face many challenges and worry about living their lives and coping with their disabilities, whether they were born without their hearing or whether it was developed later in life. The medical field is constantly changing, and accommodations for people who have hearing problems are advancing every day. As a result of this fast-growing medical field, some people who have never been able to experience sound now can. Also, hearing loss can be corrected for people who may develop this disability later on in life. Some are born with hearing deficiencies where, due to the

For eight hours, I got to step into the shoes of over 48 million Americans who live with a hearing loss. I had the opportunity to experience what it means to have an invisible impairment in a world made for those who have good hearing. The bright orange earplug served as my ticket to one of the most humbling adventures I have ever undertaken. I would have never imagined that a 32dB unilateral hearing loss would cause so much frustration. With frustration, however, came understanding and empathy. I am now confident that my experience will aid me in developing accurate expectations and treatment plans to my future clients.

My fifteen-year-old hip grinded to a halt; my leg froze; and I stumbled forward. The ground came quickly. I rebounded from my ungraceful fall and tried to keep up with the herd of boys. It wasn’t going to happen. It wasn’t the first time; in fact; my defective hip had been messed up for a while. Almost every day after little league Football practice, we would condition. Nothing rigorous, we usually just ran a couple of laps around the field, or to the corner and back. It became pure torture. I trudged on, with the false hope my hip would get better eventually: It didn’t. People cared at first, but their sympathies were short lived. I had been demoted to the lowest caste of Football society. Not being able to participate, I felt like a lingering, terminal, illness. I felt like a racehorse desperately in need of being put down. I felt like I was just the watcher from the sideline, the has-been and the broken. I felt like the Eskimo Grandmother whose teeth can no longer chew seal skin and is left outside to freeze, gently shown the door to the igloo.

While mass misinformation, obliviousness, and miscommunication are three of the major struggles for the Deaf community, there are multiple problems that arise underneath those categories. For example, men are more likely than women to experience hearing loss later in life (NIDCD 1). The number of Deaf and hard of hearing people rises with age, making the majority of the Deaf community in their 60’s (NIDCD 1). 10 percent of Deaf children are born to Deaf parents (NIDCD 1). That

Ever since I can remember I was on a field or a court, I was either watching my siblings play a sport or participating in a game myself. Sports played a huge role in my life, but that all changed on September 25, 2016. That evening, I was participating in my first powder-puff football game, as a junior, when I slammed my head off of the field as I dove for a senior’s flag. Maybe my situation would not have been so severe if I had come out of the game, but my coaches and trainers did not see me hit my head. They all congratulated me on the play and encouraged me to finish the game strong, “Wow Karlie, great play! Go back out there and finish the game!” I did not realize what had happened until I went into the locker room after the game and struggled to untie my spikes. It wasn’t long before my friends realized that there was a serious problem. Later that evening at The Children’s Hospital of Pittsburgh, I was diagnosed with a severe concussion. Little did I know, my whole life was about to change. Unfortunately, I was no longer able to participate in sports, but I recognized that I needed to find new endeavors while I healed from my injury.

Increasingly Millennials are starting to experience hearing loss as they grow older. Hearing loss means individuals often can’t make out T’s and K’s. When people listen to music they want to cancel out outside sound however, earbuds don’t cancel out much noise at all. Headphone that either rest on or go around the ear cancel more sound then regular earbuds. Earbud users listen to music at a higher volume to try to cancel out outside sound. This topic is extremely good to inform people because teenagers or adults needs to know that headphones and earbuds are damaging their ears. Listening for an hour with a high volume can permanent ruining your hearing. Virginia Heffernan is not effective at persuading Millennials that headphones are destroying