Personal Narrative: Isaac Deres Foundation

This year was my last year at The Little Middle School. Even though I’ve had a lot of speed bumps, I’ve accomplished a lot of stuff. From learning new instruments to working on my ability to focus, I’ve grown a lot.

My personal faith grows daily by my choice to follow my love and savior, Jesus, every day I wake up. It was by no accident that God showed me Liberty University, and has now become a top option in my choices of colleges. I believe in the deep mission Liberty University has to develop Christ-centered believers because it is the same mission I strive to live out daily in my walk as a follower of Christ. My season of life will not always be the same as someone else's, but I pray that what I have walked through and what God taught me in those seasons can give perspective to others. I have grown up always knowing God but not until my sophomore year in high school did I truly start to live that out. I took two opportunities in the past two years

You can’t remember your seizures but are told you froth at the mouth and yell obscenities. You can usually feel a seizure coming before it arrives. The seizures began two years ago, shortly after your older brother drowned in the river just south of the Bennington Avenue Bridge. He was swimming drunk after a football tailgate. You and he worked at the same mini-golf course. These days you don’t work at all. These days you don’t do much. You’re afraid of having a seizure in public. No doctor has been able to help you. Your brother’s name was Will.

For some, a life time of devotion does not start with birth. A lifetime may not even start until later in life. For Phillip M. Gattone, his life’s work had not begun until his mid-thirties. Woken up by one of his infant son’s crying, he found his son Phillip, who was four at the time, seizing on the floor with eyes rolled back and lips turned steel blue (Condor). Epilepsy had just entered his life. Phillip Gattone is an average weight, healthy, white American man who grew up in the Chicago area, and is unassuming in demeanor. Easily perceived as an average businessman, he does not play sports or do much of anything outside of running the Epilepsy Foundation. Since waking to the nightmarish scene of his son in a seizure, Mr. Gattone’s life purpose has been dedicated to epilepsy research, awareness, and treatment progress. Through his hardship, he has founded the Center for Epilepsy Education in Batavia, became chairman of the Epilepsy Foundation of Chicago, and is now the CEO

National Honors Society is an amazing opportunity to be chosen for. By being accepted, it shows that the hard work that I have done in the classroom, and in the community have done well for not only the community but for myself as a person. Since I have started High-school, I have done many volunteer hours at my church. I have done many things such as help lead game-time for the little ones during a learning program called Awana. Awana is a program done by some churches to help raise children to love and serve God. I also help most Sundays in the sound room at church. I help to run the sound and the computer that displays the songs that we are doing that particular Sunday. I enjoy doing these things because seeing the children’s faces, enjoying

My dad has been living with seizure since 1980s caused by a traffic accident. Later, he was also diagnosed with Hepatitis C. As I was beside my dad in his journey, I had seen him gone into an ambulance whenever he had seizure attacks. I had witnessed his life going up and down with the disorder. My family was desperate to seek treatments in the hopes that would stop his seizure attacks. This was a difficult time in my family’s life and we wanted to give up at the time due to our financial problems. Fortunately, after we settled in the America, we were able to apply for a low-income families health care system. This enabled my parents to have checkups and access to the health care. As I began to help them with translation during doctor visits, my interest in health care enhances progressively. I was inspired by the work that the nurses and health care staffs perform toward my family members. Throughout their works, I learned that this profession requires extensive critical thinking, which is rooted in evidence based on practice and compassion. They 're really eager in their work and enthusiastic individual patient care not only for my family. These motivations lead me to developed my passion for providing a holistic and benevolent care such as nursing

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

I would first like to say nice to meet you and thank you for your service in the Air Force. In your post I noticed you mentioned that you are a duck hunter and that you also garden in you off time. I was wondering when you first took an interest in those two things and how long have you been doing it for. As an LSU Tigers fan who did you find more entertaining to watch this year the football team or the basketball team with all the hype surrounding Ben Simmons. Another question I feel the need to ask is what is your favorite Louisiana dish to eat and/or cook? It been a while since I have been to Louisiana and enjoyed the food but it always nice to hear what the locals say are best things to eat from there.

To this day, my mother, a CNA at a local hospital where she’s been for the past 24 year, fears going to hospitals herself; let that sink in. This is common in the community in which I was raised and I’m sure in many other underserved communities across this nation as well. Many do not trust in our healthcare system and I want to work towards changing their perspective. I want to educate those in underserved communities on the importance of taking care of themselves and seeking treatment when necessary. Having been raised in an underserved community myself, I believe that I am in a unique position to truly make a difference. My other hope is that I can inspire the children of these communities to follow their dreams. Maybe, just maybe, they will be able to use our similarities as a starting point as they embark on the lifelong journey of self-identification and self-discovery. Having the opportunity to pursue my dream of becoming a physician, coupled with the potential impact that I can have on communities that are often neglected is the reason that I want to be a healthcare professional.

) stood there in her deep green missionary uniform, firm as a statue and kind as a nun. Her older hands slick with sweat had a slight tremble as she handed out flyers to New City commuters. My grandmother was my first example of a pillar in the community. Every day she strived to improve the lives of those around her neighborhood. I adopted many of her ways, which has lead me into the field of social work. With my degree, I plan to work with one of the most disadvantaged groups in society, the elderly. Every day when I get up to go work, I will be impacting the lives of the elder person and countless members of their inner circle. This will give me a sense of purpose in my life.

"Epilepsy is a brain disorder involving recurrent seizures. You can relax. It's not the end of the world." This was my neurologist's introduction to my diagnosis as an epileptic with partial petit mal seizures including a curious, not to mention exciting, history of 2 grand mal seizures. As a 10-year-old girl, I remember feeling confused and greatly changed by these words that I had yet to understand the meaning of. As I grew to learn more about my condition, I realized that there are people around the globe, ranging in age, race, social and economic background that have experienced this same confusion. Collectively, we have gathered an incomplete, but valuable and working concept of epilepsy. Although it is one of the earliest

I think that is an excellent thought, Lindsey. When I first read this that is what I thought as well. Whenever Ada begins to let Susan love her, and whenever Susan starts to show more affection Ada lashes out. I think that Ada lashes out because she feels like she is not deserving of love, and she is not deserving of nice things. This just tears me up inside when a person does not feel like they are worth being loved. The amount of damage that Ada has suffered is almost irreversible now and I think Susan is starting to realize that this will not be an easy fix. I am honestly surprised at how normal Jamie is because even though he was not the one who was abused, he witnessed the abuse. I am glad that he has not lost his trust in people. This

Imagine what it would be like to live through unpredictable seizures. At any given moment, having to fight through health problems that have no proven cure. Syndromes of this sort are fatal and can be overwhelming to one 's being. Epilepsy in this case, has effected and changed the lives of millions throughout the world.

Take a moment and imagine a life that is lived through flickers of moments, flickers that cannot be controlled. One can somewhat comprehend situations or circumstances that have happened throughout their day, but large fragments of life just seem to vanish for no apparent reason. Moments that cannot be regained, there is no recollection of conversations that were had, or activities that were participated in. Over time medical attention is sought, and after a serious of tests that the doctors perform, FINALLY! There is a long awaited answer, something to explain the phenomenon, hopefully it’s a quick fix and a normal life can be pursued. The doctor looks up with apologetic eyes and says, “I’m afraid it’s epilepsy’.

I tumbled out of bed startled. At 3 in the morning, I could recognize the lights on in my cousin’s room. The entire family was there, witnessing something that nobody should be required to witness. My ten year old cousin was going through a seizure. This was not the first time it happened, and unfortunately, it definitely was not the last. Our doctor diagnosed him with epilepsy, a name that would forever haunt me. Now, he takes medication twice a day, and wears a watch that monitors his brain activity twenty four hours a day. When I first heard about epilepsy or saw it in person, I couldn’t comprehend it. I saw my cousin violently thrash in his sleep, unconsciously. This would continue for about five to ten minutes without end. When we tried