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The parents came out of Grandma’s room by one by one, bags under their eyes, makeup running down their face, and bright red noses. By that time, I could almost predict what happened. As my mom and dad approached us with their heads down, I prepared myself to hear exactly what I never wanted to hear. “The doctors are turning off the life support machine. She isn’t suffering anymore, and she will be looking over every one of you guys. She said she loves you all so much,” Mom told us while my dad didn’t hide his tears back.

I asked my mom “what’s wrong,” she replied with a sorrowful “your Aunt Lisa is in trouble, we must leave now.” The worst part of all of this was my Aunt Lisa’s son was with us, Matthew. He did not know what to think or believe. No one knew the world would slowly start shattering beneath all of us that morning. We drove to her house, we saw ambulances and police cars driving by, that did not help our nerves at all. We finally arrived at her apartment, we never thought all of those emergency vehicles would be going there. My brother and I stay in the car since I was only eight and he was only eleven. My mom and cousin run into the apartment hoping to only find my Aunt had fallen and is unconscious, or she is passed out drunk, just let it be something that is not permanent. What they come to find is that my Aunt is laying on the floor, unconscious, but cold as ice. It was not from someone killing her, or us getting there too late. She had died twenty-four minutes before that phone

My internship is currently at a community agency that is a part of the Community Service Board of Fairfax County, Virginia called Intensive Case Management. The Intensive Case Management program is located in Reston, Virginia. The population that this community agency serves are chronically homeless adults that have a co-occurring disorder of serious mental illness and substance abuse. This agency has seven case managers with a caseload of fifty-two clients. The purpose of this program is to find housing for clients and stabilize their co-occurring disorder so that they can function independently in the community.

represented within the studies, thereby reducing selection bias with regards to race. Wang et al. (2013) and Holmedahl et al. (2014) took the measurements at a hospital sleep center. Azuma et al. (2014) obtained study subjects from an urban wholesale company in Japan, with the measurements coming from portable monitors worn at the office and at home over the course of one week. Stanchina et al. (2013) used records from hospital outpatients. The remaining studies used measurements taken from university sleep laboratories.

Looking back on everything I have written I can say that I might not have conducted my internship the way anyone else would. I did not have specific objectives because I approached the internship more as a job with certain goals in mind such as the nutrition focus. This was certainly a goal that was achieved even if it did not go quite the way I had imagined it, I at least planted a seed of opportunity that I can cultivate into more of a success. Despite this I have certainly done as well as learned a lot and was exposed to the YMCA flavor of Public Health that would not be the same experience had I gone to any other organization or even a “traditional” public health organization. Even more important to me I was able to land a job with the organization which to me is a sign that I did a good enough job performing their duties to be accepted as a part of their faculty. With this opportunity I can continue to grow professionally and learn from the organization in such

Beginning May 18th, interns were invited to weekly seminars or field trips that helped facilitate the summer internship. The three field trips were to Williamson County Health Department, Mid-Cumberland Regional Health Office, and The State Lab. We got to meet with Commissioner Dr. John Dreyzehner, along with several other executives that spoke about the programs they are involved with. The program also opened the door to become familiar with other interns that attend other universities. Most of the interns were pursuing a Master’s in Public Health, a few were working on their doctoral degree, and a few were finishing their bachelor degree. The last two seminars were about writing and critiquing your resume, interviewing skills, and instructing us on applying for state jobs. The TDH Internship Program really helped facilitate and engage the interns.

Grief and loss has been huge part of my life. Although my youngest uncle was killed in Iran-Iraq war; before I was born, he was always part of our lives because of my mom. My first experience of actual loss was my grandpa’s death. I was six-year-old. We were on vacation in another state in Iran, while he had a heart attack, and died immediately. It was such a shock for everybody. My mom got informed by her uncle that day, but it took us 12 hours drive to get back to our hometown. I still remember my mom cried, and moaned the entire time. My dad’s parents died before I was born, so my mom’s dad was the only grandpa that I knew. It was really hard for me to not have him in my life, though I couldn’t talk about it with my mom. In my culture, we

In spring of 2015, I was accepted to the prestigious Shepherd Internship Program at the Moses Cone Regional Center for Infectious Disease (RCDI) in Greensboro, North Carolina. Having the opportunity to work alongside experienced doctors, nurses, and medical assistants was something I had eagerly awaited as I finished my semester at Berea College. In the midst of my excitement, however, I was unsure what I would be doing and how much assistance that I, as an undergraduate student, would be able to provide to these highly qualified professionals. I was afraid that I would be more helpful being placed in an office going through patients’ medical records, calling them about follow-up appointments rather than being immersed in the clinical experience.

Every time we turn on our television sets, view an ad on the web or on your social media page, we’re blasted with images and unrealistic expectations of the “perfect body.” The motto seems to always be “Thinner is better.” Over 80% of Americans watch television daily, on average these people watch approximately three hours per day. Human beings, at every age group are bombarded with an influx of information, that shapes the mindset of what is considered beautiful and attractive. What is portrayed on all forms of media, has an effect on society in its entirety. The negative effects of what is fed to society via social and mass media affects us all, either directly, within our own self-perception and image, or indirectly, someone we may know.

My father always tells me, “In order to make life beautiful, never stop learning and helping.” I have always tried to follow his advice and thus have become a content individual. The Health Career Connection (HCC) Internship will provide me with a platform through which I can follow his advice and enable me to gain exposure I need to move ahead in my career. After reading more about the internship, I feel that I will be an outstanding candidate for the position.

It all started in the early hours one typical beautiful day in Tepic, Nayarit Mexico. I was nervous and excited. For what, I don’t know, but what I do know is that I was going to be reunited with my Mom. It felt like forever since I had seen her, felt her touch, and embraced her hug. I longed for

Late night phone calls never end well, and this one was no exception. My mom answered the shrill ring of the landline early one Wednesday morning and was greeted by her sisters solemn voice. Aunt Mary told her that their mother wasn’t able to swallow food anymore; an obvious problem that had all the more meaning to her. Barely a month before, grandma’s sister, my Great Aunt Maureen, after a long period of declining health, quickly passed away after loosing her ability to swallow. It seemed that grandma would follow her sister’s example. Mom hung up the phone, the weight of the world settling around her shoulders, and booked a flight for the small Irish town she grew up in.

     During my final semester in school, I took an internship at an elderly and disabled housing facility for low income people. During my internship, I assisted many different types of drug addicts and alcoholics which I helped so they could receive proper attention and medicines. Almost one in five adult Americans (18%) lived with an alcoholic while growing up.

When a scene first starts, there are no endorphins in the submissive and even fairly light torment is very stingy and, well, painful! Fortunately, the body keeps an endorphin reserve in place ready to release in case of an emergency. This reserve endorphin load is released after just a few minutes of even relatively mild stimulation building to a mild climax, and suddenly the pain threshold clearly rises. Now, the subject can easily tolerate what may have been pushing the limits before, making him jump around and squirm, for instance. This new, more pain-tolerant state is Level One. There is no altered state of consciousness yet, but there is an increased pain threshold.

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