Personal Narrative-3 Strikes And You Re Out !

“ we’ll be right back with your IV honey,” the doctor said. Before you know it the doctors walked in with the needle in their hands. First they tried to put it in two different spots in my hand, but the veins were too small. Closing my eyes not staring at the different parts they were poking.The three doctors were apologizing because it took them forever just to find a good vein for the medication to kick in. Dr. Berkson came in and marked lines all around my knee and signed his initials on my leg. He started babbling saying what they would be doing and how long it was going to take. I was spacing out the whole time. I admit it surgery is a scary thing so trying not to think about it the whole time was hard. The nurses came in after the

Narrative This all begun in 2014, i was recovering from my first ACL tear. I would talk to my doctor about how my recovery was going so far, and he would always reply “your coming along well” but what he never told me was he was expecting it to tere again at any moment.

I’m grateful I can get this done, but I don’t want to go recovery. On the bright side my pain will be gone and my body can make more red blood cells. This means my shortness of breath will go away and the odds of my blood vessels blocking will decrease! I’m afraid about my surgery I really am, but I’m ready, ready to feel better and live a better life. I can do more with my family, hang out with my friends, and just feel better. Dr. Williams is coming back into the room now and is telling me were about to start the procedure.

There's one memory in particular that I remember most. I was 11 years old living in Richmond, Virginia and my baseball travel team the Richmond Rapids were traveling to the Outer Banks in North Carolina for a Labor Day weekend Tournament. The Outer Banks Classic was the the biggest tournament for 12u players in the Atlantic Region. We were the first team from our region to be invited to the tournament. None of us knew what to expect when we got there. But after an 8 hour car drive and tons of car time my expectations were exceeded when I saw where we would be playing.

For the childhood memory I chose when I had heart surgery when I was in 6th grade. I couldn’t think of many others that changed me as much as this one did. I was born with a condition called SVT (Supraventricular Tachycardia). I lived with it all my live.

Terrified was an understatement. “Surgery….surgery…surgery…” was the only word that I heard echoed through the room , and suddenly images of knifes and flesh being cut invaded my ten years old mind. Peritonitis, was what I had, “unfortunately” I thought then, yet “fortunately” I know now. My calling in life was then discovered and for that I will be forever grateful. Petrified and alone, I was yearning for someone to understand my fear and explain what is about to happen to me; to clarify what the doctors said. That 's when a Physician Assistant walked in and changed my life forever. I will always remember Julie 's smile and reassuring voice which filled me with a sense of calm and genuine comfort. She was carrying a doll and highlighted what my surgery was all about. As I lay in bed recovering after surgery, I decided that one day I will be like Julie and I will help people feel secure and safe in the healthcare setting.

School nurses, Doctors and medical technicians, Oh my! Not many students appreciate what the school nurses do for us students, though for me in fifth grade they had changed my life, they discovered that my back was a little bit off, during the annual scoliosis check that most fifth graders

Journey Of The Mended Heart It was a hot Spring day in the middle of a soccer game of my Freshman year. I felt that pain that impacted my life forever. It changed my outlook on life and made me realize how truly lucky I am. I came home that evening

I was operated on at Seattle Children's Hospital. The surgery took around six hours, according to my mom. She said the stress of waiting for my surgery to be over while in the waiting room was worse than someone who was being held at gunpoint. All I can really remember from the whole experience are a few things. The hospital had a very friendly, almost warm feeling to it and I felt like I was going to be fixed. For the first time in my life, people would be able to understand me. I wouldn't have to repeat myself over and over again like someone who was visiting a country in which they barely knew it's language. I was excited and anxious due to the fact that I was at a hospital, seems a little ridiculous to be anxious. But, honestly who doesn't get a little bit anxious when they're about to be put to sleep and have doctors do surgery on your body that'll have a major effect on your life. Another thing I remember at the hospital was before preparing me for the surgery, the nurses were very sweet and kind to me. After the prepping, I recall being wheeled down the hallway to a room for the procedure. I said my goodbyes and “I love you’s” to the family members who were there, it was my mother, father and grandparents. I then went through a double, slightly padded or sealed, doorway which led to the operating room. I was then set down on a surprisingly comfy

When I look back and think about my childhood I seem to remember some of my most memorable moments being of the Hixson BaseBall fields. I remember the smells as soon as you walked into the park, the sounds. I remember watching the older kids play hoping that one day i could grow up and be as good as they were. I remember hearing the crack of the bat when it met the ball, like music to my ears. I remember progressing through the league, starting out at peewee level with tee ball working may way all the way up to kid pitch. I was so nervous my first game of kid pitch, there was no doubt in my mind I was going to get hit right in the ribs. I remember the very first time that I actually did get hit, getting up and realizing it actually wasn't that

You’re Busted! I have many memories, but one of the most memorable among them was being caught with my electronics in my room. This story takes place back when I was 11 years old, but it seems like it just happened Yesterday! I wanted to use my iPad and game consoles in my bedroom so I could enjoy some private time when my daily schedule permitted. Days before, I planned my mission and by the night of day 1, I was ready to roll. I sneaked my iPad into my room when my parents were busy preparing dinner and hid it in a convenient space. When my parents went to the garden to take care of the plants, I quickly retrieved the remaining electronics and hid them in my drawer. I couldn’t believe that the video game launch to Utah Beach had begun.

Before having surgery, you may have read about what to expect and may have spoken to friends or relatives that have had the same surgery. Certainly, your doctor will have told you what to expect during your recovery. But when you suffer from anything that you were never told what happen, it is a red flag, and if this has had an adverse effect on your health, you should get the advice of a malpractice

If they aren’t able to make you feel comfortable now, you can’t expect anything to change later on either. Therefore, discuss all potential treatment options with your doctor as well as the physical details of the operation.

At that moment his father walked in, looking sad and defeated. I assured him everything was going to be okay and brought him up to speed about the surgery and everything I had learned. We both cried for a bit, then we stood up to watch our son sleeping, Brian kept pulling on his IV so the nurses secured it so much that he wound up not being able to move his arm from all the tape and bandages used to secure it in

For some odd reason, I still remember the ball that I was holding as I was launched into the sand. It was light red with bumps all over it. Maybe it was because I was too scared about what had happened to think about it. I could have focused on something less important instead of concentrating on the important. Maybe it was because I was “angry” at it for causing me to get hit by the swing. I will never know. But what I do know is that I remember exactly how it felt and that every day I replay in my head what happened after that.