Personal Narrative: It's Time To Take A Pill

My identity can be defined by moments in my life. Moving to Canada, learning English and going to high school are three major moments in my life. Going through these experiences have changed the person in me and made me more confident, stronger, better in everything.

What kind of life is one that is lived almost as if our contact has fallen out, and all you can see is a blurry picture? Our perspective is the blurry picture. We can see that we are blessed, but we do not see it clearly. Your memoir ,An Invisible Thread, opened my eyes to a perspective I had not ever seen before. The invisible thread that led you to Maurice inspired many, like myself, to introspect and realize just how privileged we truly are. We take what we have for granted and do not appreciate it. We live in a world where we can get anything with little work, but we forget how lucky we are to even have that. I know I do not appreciate the life I have half as much as I should.

My 20time is on running. In sixth grade I tried out for track, hoping I will be fast enough and would make it. But it didn't turn out that way. It was at lunch with all my friends when I checked the track website and didn't see the name, Carly Jakob, on the list. I was so shocked i started bawling my eyes out. After this traumatizing day I made a goal that I will make the track team when i'm in eighth grade. To do this I knew I had to make many drastic changes. I changed my diet to proper eating habits, and learned facts about form and technique that would help me get through the horrifying try outs and right onto the team.

Overcoming an addiction is hard and something that i struggle with. I was 13 when I had my first drink of alcohol. From the first moment i had a drink i never stopped. At first i only drank sometimes and as time went on and as i got older the drinking become a more common thing in my life. I joined the church two days before i turned 18 and i had stopped drinking for my baptism, but shortly after i had started drinking again. It wasn't until i met to sister missionaries met with me and took me to the Addiction recovery program that the church offers. I haven't had a drink since then and that was three and a half years ago! It hasn't always been easy, but i will never drink again. My father has been an alcoholic for 35 years and after seeing

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.

Bare with me for another blog post about volleyball. This weekend was the Badger Region Volleyball Tournament, which my team participated in. When I walked into the building, the memories flooded in with scenes from the elevator adventures, cheese fries, and design your own sweatshirts. The first day, my team didn't play up our full potential, with my team only winning one out of three matches; which meant that we didn't place in any of the brackets, meaning zero chance of receiving a medal. However, at the end of the second match, I got switched from being middle all-around to libero ( a position where you only play back row on offense and defense). I guess it's an honor, but it puts a lot of pressure on me by labeling me as the best passer

I did pretty well with not missing a dose. The first two or three days were the hardest to remember when to take them, but after that it got easier for me to remember. I learned that it is rather difficult to remember when to take the new medication. It is also challenging to be prescribed a medication and know nothing about it. Which unfortunately occurs at times because of numerous reasons; lack of time, unsure of the medication themselves and forgetting to inform the patient to name a few. I learned that it is extremely important for the patient to understand not only what medication they are on, but what it does and why there are on it in the first place. I only had one medication to take so I didn’t have to worry about it interfering with other medications, but that is always something to keep in mind. I tried to make this as real life as possible to really put myself in a patient’s

Sorry, I know you're asleep and I continuously keep texting you but I'd rather tell you everything now so you won't feel worried when you wake up when I will still feel asleep. What I wanted to tell you was that I just haven't been happy lately. Maybe it's because I miss you; because of all the shitty things that has been happening to me. I haven't been happy for over a week. But between us, all we do is argue and I'm so tired, Ciro. Sometimes I lay in bed and just grab my head because of how exhausted I am with the constant fightings. I have so many problems in my life and I have to go on and tell you everything that's happening when I shouldn't. It honestly makes things worse. I even cry because I can't take my life anymore. Believe me, I cry every single day. Not

Hi doctor. I'm wondering if I need to be concerned. I keep getting what seems gas. The mild/dull pain is always in a different area. It bothers the most the most when lying down. Therefore, sleeping at night has been a challenge, leaving me unrested. It also bothers when pain is around the groin, it sort of feels like if I had an urine infection, but I'm urinating okay. I've been taking the Omeprazole, thinking it might help. But it has not. What do you think?

Walking from my car, I grab a lukewarm Dr. Pepper as I make my way into my house. As I make my way up to my room I toss my backpack onto my bed, fall into my desk chair and crack open the soda. Another basic day at school topped off with sports practice that went to long and a mountain of AP Biology, AP Government and AP whatever homework. It’s already 6:00 PM and even though I should get started on my homework, I kick my feet up on my bed and out of reflex my phone is in my hand and I’m instantly taken back by the ungodly amount of messages I missed during practice. As I scan the texts I can’t believe I forgot what happened today. Avenged Sevenfold released a new album. It’s been the only thing that my friends have been talking

Whenever you were stressed, depressed, or wanted to escape this living hell, you would take a sip.

I had a few relapses and thought that he was going to change and we would get back together but they were all false alarms. I continued to love him and help him and in return, he continued to hurt me and toy with my emotions. Until I was completely drained and mentally could not deal with him anymore.

If a dose is missed, take the missed dose as soon as you remember. In the result, that it is almost time for the next dose, skip the dose you missed and continue your regular dosing schedule as prescribed by your doctor. Do not take a double dose to make up for a missed dose.

Your body is extremely smart and is designed to heal and restore itself but sometimes it needs aid from the outside or it needs something to stop coming from the outside. Suffering from acne I often ignored many of the signs that my body was sending to alert me that something was not right. Eating a paleo based diet I constantly had headaches and had very low energy. However, I did not acknowledge these signs that my body was giving me and I continued to eat the same and didn’t implement any changes in my daily routine. When you are experiencing things like headaches, stomach aches, irregularities in bowel movements, or little to no energy your body is trying to desperately tell you something. The tricky part is trying to figure out what it

My plan for him is a timeout in his bedroom but he already knows what’s going to happen and mounts a counter attack biting me on the knuckle of my right middle finger. I drop him to the floor and let out an “OUCH!” He runs away to his hiding spot in the living room behind my so called command center. I look down and I see blood start to rise out of my newly acquired battle wound so I walk over to the sink turn on the hot water. I grab the blue bottle of Dawn squeeze some into my hands and rub/rinse several times. After about 15 minutes the blood finally quit running and then I headed to the bathroom off to my right for a band aid and some wipes. After I bandaged up my hand I went back into the dining room to grab my dishes and put them into