Personal Narrative: A Day At The Workplace

This day was busy, but I was able to help out more by checking patients in and checking them out this time around. Felt a lot more comfortable with the system and interacting with the clients and their pets. This was my last day working in the front, I enjoyed working with Leonore and the rest of the staff in the front but, I am very excited to work in the back to get hands on experience working with the technician’s and the doctor’s.

January 24th, 2015, at 3:32 p.m., I was walking in my doctor’s office for my weekly prenatal appointment. Wobbling towards the front desk to check myself in, the nurses then asked “Any day now, huh?” I giggled and laughed, Yeah, I wish. He don’t want to come, and he’s definitely not trying to come either. Fifteen minutes passed, and my nurse Antonia called my name. Now I’m in my room as the nurse is checking my vitals, she said, “Hmmm your blood pressure is high.” I was perfectly fine until then, but I was more nervous than anything. My pregnancy emotions were taking ahold of me. Next, my doctor came in and asked me how I was doing. I told him I was in pain, but that was an everyday thing as I laughed. They decided to send me upstairs to labor

I have been working like a machine for the past seven days. I have been getting up at the crack of dawn every morning and getting our oxen ready to go. I try as best I can to help with breakfast so that Mrs. right doesn't have to take care of us that much. After that I wake the children up, we all eat breakfast, and head on our way. When the sun is high in the sky we stop for lunch. Lunch is most likely a sandwich and a small drink of water, then once again, we pack up, and then continue going. A few hours before the sun is about to set, we set up camp. All of the women start making a big dinner, all of the men round up the animals and put them in the circle of wagons, and the children play for a little while. Once that is done we all

Rushing to the hospital on a Friday night, I saw a blurred vision, felt dizziness as I saw a shot of IV in my forearm. I saw my mother tears rolling down her cheeks but I told her I will be okay. I was in the emergency room and the doctor asked me various of questions about my health, “Do you smoke? Do drugs? Any sexual activity?” I answered, “No.” The doctors informed to see my family physician for further test. I was not ready for the tests because they could read my future health and change my life.

This week in field was interesting as I experienced a situation I am certain will re-appear after entering the work field. On Monday my field supervisor and I received a phone call from a mother who had been physically abused by her boyfriend. The mother was emotional and admitted to having scares and bruises. Before the client was able to explain the situation, my supervisor informed the client I would be listening to the conversation; receiving consent from the client before allowing me to sit in on the conversation. After receiving consent, my supervisor went on to ask questions in regards about the mother’s safety and her children’s. The questions she asked were, “Is the boyfriend still in the home?” “Were the children around when the abuse

When we got in the room I was told I will be given numbing medicine through an injection in my lower back. I felt a little pinch and then before I knew it my whole lower half was completely numb. I was still in and out of sleep, I slept through most of the C-section and exactly at 4:44am my son was officially born and he was 5 pounds and 4 oz and 18 inches long and he was healthy. They let me look at him and in that moment I fell in love I was now a mother. It was the greatest feeling in the world and I was happy to have experienced such a beautiful moment. I was brought back to my room and the doctor came in to congratulate me "Congrats on your baby boy he is beautiful and healthy and everything will be just fine with you and him" she said with a big smile on her face

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One day in an advanced world where everyone has powers and half of the united states is gone because of nuclear war and radiation four friends go on a journey to discover what types of powers there are. The four friend’s names were Leon, Goku, Zero, and Chi-chi but her real name was Chiane and they all had mixed powers Vince had poison and water, Goku had Saiyan powers the reason we called it that was because there was an old show called dragon ball z and the main character and his son could go super saiyan and it kind of looked like that when he used his powers, Chi-chi had the power of flames but everybody just calls her a pyrokinetic, and me I have transformation powers, elemental powers, and I’m also a telekinetic.

In working-out, there are no shortcuts so I stand there, sweat dripping down my face, the bar heavy with 135 pounds on my shoulders while my school’s strength coach encourages me, “come on, you got this”. I do it. I squat a set of 135 pounds for the first time!

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Life has pushed her put of her comfort zone. After graduating high school, she moved to another state completely alone. There was a time to become self-reliance, to become independent. This is an example of recentering( Professor T. Rondinone, personal communication, April, 2017). Grace found full time job at the post office as a dispatcher. “For the first time I felt wanted. People started acknowledging me. I realized that I can be good at something.” However, the job was making her feel good about herself, she still wanted something more. She was craving for close intimate relation with that special man, who can love her and in return she can love him. She had such a strong need for meaningful, profound bounding with that romantic partner,

It was a nondescript red, brick building with a ten-foot-high chain-link fence that surrounded the entire property. My first impression of the facility was cold and imposing. The locked entrance had an intercom system located on its right side. The sign above the intercom clearly stated to ring for assistance.

I was never late, I worked day after day at “P” Check Cashing Place. I worked there for two years. My position their was a Shift Manager/Cashier. I try to get along with the employees I was in charged of because I wanted my shift to always meet the quarter at the end of the week. Having the position I had was a lot of responsibility, I loved it because I like to feel in charged and because I like to dominated, tell people what to do. If i had the chance to do it again I would.

One weekend I went out with friends for the first time since returning to campus from winter break. It was also the first time I smoked weed since breaking up with him, and I had also been drinking that night. I did have fun; my friends looked out for me and dropped me of in my dorm. But once I was in my room, he contacted me wanting to talk. Up until then we had not been in communication because he expressed having no desire to talk to me after “what I did” to end the relationship. I was aware of my state and told him I was not sober. Apparently neither was he, which would supposedly make us “talking” better cause it would be more “honest”. So he comes over and I let him in. I have so many regrets, but I also know that my decisions while under the influence did not give him the permission to do what he did. I let him into my room, I let him talk to me because I could not respond with what I wanted to say to him in my state, I let him kiss me because I could not resist him…and he took it further than I wanted to go. A week later, I confided to one of my Academic Deans about what happened and an Order of No Contact was put into place.