Personal Narrative: A Person Who Changed My Life

Starting high school can be a little scary, especially when you have no guidance from siblings, like me, being the first one from my family to have an education. But that did not stop me from succeeding, I?ve always been confident and determined. I?m an enthusiastic when it comes to trying new things. Who would have thought I was going to be a good athlete plus a book geek, when in my past years I was just a regular kid. I was pretty excited about joining a club that had a connection with high school, that way I didn?t have to start from zero, I always want to be a step ahead. Fortunately, in summer, a high school coach was recruiting freshmen for running either cross country or track, they both involve running, so I considered it like the same sport with different timing. And this is when it all started. Running

You want to know what shaped/molded me as student. Wow, that's a funny qurstion! I believed I didn't know what made me who I am, but as I look back and forth, I realized, it was me. I am my own motivation. I don't look up to anyone, I just look forward to something. I am a believer, dreamer, achiever, and wonderer. As I look around me and see how my family and others of a different and same ethnicity living their whole life on a budget, barely making ends meet, I tell myself I will be better and become better. I will not let my surroundings select or change the way I am. When I was younger, I believed everything would just come and fall into my arms. I wanted to be all of the occupations I seen on TV. I planted in my head that I would be a

I have organized the client’s training program with the major muscles first in the program after that I would repeat the muscles again. In addition, since the client had requested for 6 resistance training days I have strategized by splitting the major muscle groups into several days as seen in the client’s program. Furthermore, with having 6 days of resistance training it would be tough but with a mixture of upper and lower body days it would allow the client to recovery and build the muscles. Not only, he would be build muscles, he would improve in his speedball games.

As stated earlier, the patient admitting challenge was right total knee replacement related to history of osteoarthritis as evidenced by unrelieved pain. Osteoarthritis (OA) is a disease that “results from cartilage damage that triggers a metabolic response at the level of the chondrocytes” (Lewis, Dirksen, Heitkemper, Barry, Goldsworthy & Goodridge, 2011, p. 1881). As it progress, it causes the cartilage to become “dull, yellow, and granular” instead of being “smooth, white, translucent” (Lewis et al., 2011; Gulanick & Myers, 2014, p. 1881).As a result, it eventually becomes softer, less elastic, and less capable to resist wear during heavy use. Moreover, as the “central cartilage becomes thinner, cartilage and bony growth increases at the joint margins … that results to uneven distribution of stress across the joint” that contributes to a decrease in motion. (Lewis et al., 2011; Gulanick & Myers, 2014, p. 1882). According to this patient, OA has been giving her pain for about two years that lead her to the decision of having the knee replacement.

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When I was 13 years old, my parents started to think about moving to United States because my dad was already working here for a company. We started all the immigration related process which took a while to end. When I was 14, one day I came back from school and my parents told me we were moving to US in 2-3 months. When I heard it first, I was happy, but later I started thinking about how I will be leaving everything behind. My family, friends and neighbors whom I have been with since I was little, I will be leaving all of them in a few months. As the date approached closer, we started to pack more and more things. There was

I just pulled in the drive way from a long weekend vacation. I unlock the trunk and find that my bags are not in there. Did I leave them at my hotel or the airport I thought to myself. Well I guess I'm heading back to the airport and see if they're there. I jumped into my small blue car and drove off. What I didn't notice whenever I left was my side door to my house was slightly open. I guess I'll deal with that when I get back home. I drove for at least an hour when I felt something shake underneath my car. I couldn't stop, I was in the middle of the highway at this point. I decided to keep going, I was almost to the airport. About 15 minutes later I arrived at the airport terrified what was underneath my car.

In order to understand how I got to where I’m today, and why I have made the choices that I made, I need to tell you where and how this journey started. Twenty years ago I was a wife, mother of three girls, owned a nice home in a small town and had a secure job working at United Parcel Service (UPS). Even so, after an injury at work, I very rapidly got addicted to pain medication which turned my world upside down. In a very short time I lost my job, my kids, and my husband and my home and began a six year struggle with addiction that included several arrests, incarceration, probation, and three different treatment programs that finally ended on October 2, 2001.

The saying goes “Change is what makes the world go round”. Well, my world would move much smoother if I got rid of a few things. Table condiments, meatloaf and roller chairs have got to go! My world would be a better place if these items didn’t exist!

The everyday struggle of having no sight or hearing in it of itself is a challenging experience. To gain success in anything she had to work 100 times harder than any other pupil, to create stories she had to endure the tedious process of rewriting thoughts countless times prior to putting a single word on paper due to the fear of plagiarism. Everything that was thrown at Helen she learned how to fight through it; in my opinion, I believe that all these experiences conditioned her into stronger and an undoubtably driven woman. Nevertheless her strength and phenomenal work ethic did not come easy to Helen, it took years upon years to bypass her anger. Personally I don’t think Helen ever stopped evolving into a better friend and person. If I had to define her most apparent change in her life, I would choose her transition from being uneducated to having the ability to communicate her thoughts and feelings.

I got away from the simple “Just go lift” concept that is generally applied to offensive lineman that want to get better on the field.

In the third grade, I was chosen by my teacher to write a newsletter. I had to pick someone who was a hero to me to write about. I chose my grandpa Dave, who was honored that I chose him to write about. I sat down on the ground, crayon in hand, a notebook in front of me and began to ask him about silly things at first. What his favorite color was, his favorite food, his favorite television show. Then I asked him how he survived, to which he answered, “Her,” meaning my grandma. Writing about him made me realize what a real hero was. A real hero is not the one wearing spandex pants and carrying a shield, a real hero is someone who fights for what’s right, and for the person they love. I believed that to be a positive experience, until he passed away when I was in fourth grade, when what I had written was read at his

Moving from place to place not much other than family remain constant and that too takes a different shape with time and makes me both accustomed to change and more importantly, prepared for it. Moving every few years is a gift and a curse, giving you a clean slate when you both need it and when you do not want it. It is always difficult to move away from good friends, teaching me to remember all those who left a mark on me .

No one could ever understand what someone else goes through in life. Being used and abused almost every day drags people down and tears them apart, making them feel worthless and no needed. Everyday waking up to arguing and fighting wondering when it will stop, just hoping and praying days will get better. Mom and dad were never together, my siblings and I had to fend for ourselves. Many days I woke up crying, wishing things were better for me and my siblings. I was super young when this all started. In 2006 At age 6 it was Ashleigh my twin, my mom and myself, then one day my mom met this guy named Chris, Chris and my mom dated for a good bit, then they got married. Chris taught my sister and I to play softball, we then tried out and he became

Every chapter of my story has medicine in some form. In some, its presence is all encompassing, a life changing singularity. In others, it hides behind anecdotes, quietly shaping my dreams and passions. The quiet moments gave me direction; the loud gave me dedication and reason.