My Life : The Story Of A Unhealthy Life

Meaning and significance of death in the light of the Christian narrative is addressed and shows a deep understanding, including a detailed description and many examples.

I first realized my passion for health promotion and disease prevention the summer following my first year of college. I had the privilege of attending the Summer Health Professions Education Program (SHPEP), which introduced me to numerous healthcare professionals. During the program, many of the professionals shared their stories about why they choose the profession, and with each story, I began to reflect deeply on my own background and what drew me to medicine. It was not until an emergency medicine physician spoke about his experiences, that allowed me to fully understand connecting my background to my future. The physician mentioned growing up in D.C., which brought to mind my family in D.C. It had been almost a year since my grandmother

I made the decision to join the health care field based on my own desire, love of the people that live and thrive around me, and to be a role model for my daughter. I feel it is important to have a goal in life, and it is important to me to show my daughter the value of goals, and achieving them as well. I love meeting new people, and being able to lend a helping hand in any way I possibly can. What better way to help the general population then to have a profession in the health care industry.

"Caring for others" and "Health is wealth" are few of the most incredible things I was taught since childhood. I have been quite fortunate to grow up in a joint family, where I learned virtues and importance of serving others. At age of 15, I was inspired to become a caretaker of my grandfather, who was suffering from chronic illness. He always wanted me to become a healthcare worker, but he passed away after unbearable suffering before he could see me fulfilling his dream. Also recently my mother has been diagnosed with few serious health issues including high cholesterol and blood pressure.

Death is conceptually understood by few, yet experienced by many. Having a multitude of causes, death has devastated many families in various ways. Accidental deaths could be prevented, but sadly are not. In James Hurst’s short story “The Scarlet Ibis,” the narrator was responsible of Doodle’s, his younger brother's, death in the following ways: he pushed Doodle too hard to function normally, he didn't follow the doctor’s clear orders, and he left Doodle in his most desperate time of need. The narrator strove to make Doodle be a normal boy, and this was a massive factor that surrounded his death.

Then came my brother’s illness. Within the span of less than a week, I was hurled into the real world: a world of uncertainty, adults, and death. Death had finally reached my front door. For four months, he waited there, but would not come in. This time, he was expected. After about three months, and for the first time in my life, I truly feared Death and its power. Unlike with the first three boys, death was more expected. My brother was not eating, not walking, and was showing no signs of improvement. Looking back on it now, I realize that to the adults, it probably seemed like only a matter of time. With my childlike faith, however, this did not seem like a possibility, or at least I told myself that. My brother could not die, he was not like those other boys. Yet he was, to Death’s cold, indiscriminate eye, my brother was exactly the same. However, as I have learned, Death does not care. Death did not care that my brother had been bedridden in a hospital for the past few months or that another boy was just trying to enjoy a pool-party, because he eventually decided to leave my brother alone. He left our home’s doorway with only the smudge of his fingerprints on the

I was denied access to health care after my Nurse Practitioner wrote up an order for my x-ray. I had stopped by the front office for patient registration, inquiring why I kept seeing the amount of my bill go up to the tunes of hundreds of dollars, even though I was clearly punctual in making my co-payments after each visit.

Twenty-one years old my middle brother began to drink constantly on a regular basis. Problems back home had influenced him in drinking, but also the people he correlated himself with back then. He took quite some time to overcome his addiction, but during his intoxicated moments he resembled that of Victor’s family. One night during my brother’s intoxication my brother had come down to our house to get away. When my brother rang the doorbell, I quickly rushed towards the door, opening it to find my brother’s eyes bloodshot red. Walking in face forwards he slowly took what felt like one hundred paces to our red couch, which already contained a few broken springs on the left cushion. Once reaching the target he plopped down like a heavy book

Deaths, especially to a loved one would usually provoke sorrow, but in his case, was just another occurrence. “I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn’t” (72), was his afterthought when he was being interrogated about his religious views.

“The Mysterious Death of Edgar Allan Poe.” The moment everyone read this dreadful headline, tears were shed and questions had been asked. In reality, no one clearly understood why Poe passed away. People thought his death was influenced from his inconvenient childhood and spooky poems. But now, philosophers had come up with theories backed up by evidence, and yet most of them seem unsupportive. In contrast, one theory that has the most support is the death from alcohol. As a matter of fact, evidence that supports this says, “Poe drank excessively at times, and he was always in need of money” (A Haunted Life). In addition, considering that Poe was an alcohol addict because of his troubling life, the theory of him dying from alcohol is the most realistic.

In the final moments of life, one can only imagine what type of questions will begin to manifest in one's thought process. Will my family be prosperous without me? Will the family be taken care of? Will the financial assets be transferred accordingly to the appropriate family member? The truth is, no one will truly know the fate or answers to these questions until it happens to them, and it can vary for each person. This is a humbling scenario that occurs on a daily bases in our society. In relation to a short story, “The Jilting of Granny Weatherall” whereas Granny Weatherall is on her deathbed while shuffling through her final thoughts and questions seeking a sign from God. A few readers will disagree with Granny’s final thoughts of how she had been “jilted” once again by not receiving a sign from God. When in fact, Granny has as indeed been given a sign from God, although it may not have been a sign she had been expecting.

My mind still refuses to accept the bloody event that occured right before me. Thou were present just a minute ago. Father, why have thou been summoned to heaven(57) already? Thou have been a fine gentleman for all of your life. For what reason will someone hold a grudge so deeply for them to go after thy life? Thou have been a brave soldier who fought for Scotland, and a loving person who cares for thy peers. I have always admired thee. Is this what such a kind and honorable person deserves? Is a violent, and young death all that awaits for those that are generous? Is this a sacrilegious(68) world where the good gets punished, and the bad becomes prosperous? Then was it wrong for me to follow thy path? Was I deceived when the church told me

Health has always been a big part of my life. I have a sister with several health conditions and a mother who has always been extremely cautious is the types of food and products she buys; because of this and some medical issues of my own I have become a relatively health conscience person. So it is not to surprising that the career path I want to take is in the medical field. I enrolled myself at Mt. San Jacinto a little over a year ago with a clear goal to become a physical therapist.

There is really no definite explanation for what a happy and healthy life consists of. People may create a list of qualities that one desires for a “good” life, though many may come from a bad source. Profound philosophers Jean Kazez and Chris Heathwood developed both subjective and objective theories to help define the true meaning of a substantial life. Jean Kazez was responsible for the objective view of well being, where life requires fundamental goods or necessities for a good life. On the other hand, Chris Heathwood explained in a subjective view that satisfying your desires will promote well being. In the movie, D’Jango Unchained, two black men, Stephen and D’Jango, experienced contrasting lives and confronted each other at the end of the movie. During the time period the movie transpires in, it was extremely rare for a black man to have a “good” life. Most black people were made into slaves, but both Stephen and D’Jango had better lives. Stephen had a bad quality of life, and D’Jango aspired to live a “good” life based on the objective and subjective views of well being.

This explains the beginning of my life all the way to the end of my life. My life from the beginning was very fun as I grew up living with my mom’s friend and my friend. But there were a lot of fights and I was very hyper back then. I have ADHD so back then when I was little; I was very hyper and wouldn't stop moving around the place. I always was annoying back then and never seemed to get my homework done at school.