Personal Narrative: My First Joining The Physiology Club

I remember being awaken by the loud commotion going on from the living room, so I decided to go check. I went out calling for my parents, but to my surprise, I only saw my mom on the phone crying from the reflection of a mirror. I wondered where my dad was. I got closer towards the living room and stood by the wall. I witnessed my dad sitting down on the floor having trouble to breath complaining about chest pain while my mom stood next to him. I closed my eyes in fear. I then heard something calling me to open my eyes. It was a siren that got louder and louder each second. I stood up and saw red lights shining through the window. There was a knock at the door and my mom went to open the door. Two men and a woman came through the door in navy

Three years ago my grandpa got very sick, and was admitted into Hospice. Every day I watched as CNA’s and nurses took care of him, helping our family. The support of those caregivers made me want to be a CNA for the summer, and possibly pursue a career in the medical field. Helping people has always been a passion of mine. The happiness I feel by helping others, is what I strive for. Compassion and kindness are two of my most valued traits. I would not be the person I am today without them.

This semester my primary goals were to eat healthier and to maintain my 6 mile run time. My two goals required a lot of dedication and the body works class has helped me stay focus on my goals throughout the entire semester. Having body work class on Mondays helps me get my week started with a good workout, secondly having this class in general works as a reminder that being healthy and active is an everyday challenge that truly pays off in the long run.

I’d had many mini-lifelines thrown my way, none turned out to be the life-altering, ground shaking beneath me, and gates to opening up “heaven”, though. To me, I’d blame it on the different ways I came off to strangers, depends on the day, I could be a multitude of characters, but never latch onto the following of others. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted my lifeline to latch onto, the problem was, I was like a fishing net with a gaping hole--incapable of doing such things. Then, the last person I expected to, stepped up and accepted the challenge.

The sharp scent of chlorine fills my nostrils as I crane over the microadjuster, determining whether my Platinum/Iridium wire tip is done reacting. Waving away the fumes, I observe the bubbles fizzling out, turn the voltage off, and twist the tip out of the machine. At 163 nanometers wide, it’s the sharpest tip I’ve etched this summer.

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” - Maya Angelou

Having lived in three different countries in my childhood, it was a challenge for me to I wade through the unspoken rules of each culture. My Chinese heritage, reminded by my mother’s cooking, complements my penchant for Japanese snacks and trinkets. At the same time, I proudly represent Seattle where I grew up. My friends were often confused by my habits or certain beliefs and my family often did not comprehend what I was learning and struggling with at school. These obstacles were not solved overnight; I slowly learned to understand, taking the advice of many helpful teachers and mentors. I had to learn how to ask for help and advocate for myself. In my pursuit of medicine, I recognize healthcare transcends this cultural barrier, but the

How do you know if you’re a good writer? Hmmm. Well, the first thing to check is how your writing changes over time and how you’ve improved it from past mistakes. I’ve never really liked writing, it’s stressful and annoying knowing that if you can’t focus and get down to Earth for a paper that you could flunk your grade. I believe that I am great with the general of writing such as grammar, spelling, and punctuation; however I still believe that I could work on improving my vocabulary with more descriptive words. I would like to find out how much I have improved and learned since the start of 8th grade.

The experience I will get from the program is an inspirational and unexpected view of the continent that I may visit during the short period of time. This will connect also with the biomedical program I’m in it will show a way of aspect of helping others. Africa is an rich continent but so many people are poor and their governor failing to fight against corruption just like the state I live in Louisiana and its poor it’s in debt. It also connect with the knowledge African people have to start their own business to provide for their family and I want to invest in starting my own business so I will be working for myself and make how much money I want to make. We have education crisis that we in school but we learn so little while in school

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?

I intensely watched as the landlady drug my body up the stairs. As she took my body up to my room. He started to realize she was more than slightly off her rocker. After she got my body to my room, she left and came back. As I looked closer, I noticed that she had a scalpel, bag of jars. I watched as she cut my body open, and started to put my organs in the jars. After she emptied my body, she started to stuff my body with sawdust. I should’ve left before she showed me around.

My clinical project is currently in the implementation phase, and my project objectives are being met on time. My clinical project is projected to be complete on time. The initial reception from the nursing staff was better than expected. I feel this is due to several nurses have worked or currently work at other health care systems that have multidisciplinary sections that must be filled out by all disciplines in order to finalize and print the patient’s discharge instructions. This computerized step is a safety feature that helps ensure all patient education, and follow-up care is addressed prior to discharge. Staying focused and keeping my goal narrow has been the most challenging part of this project.

Science. The Merriam-Webster Dictionary describes it as a “knowledge about or study of the natural world based on facts learned through experiments and observation”. As I, an 11th year school student (3rd year high school student), have proceeded through my school years of learning and studying science, I have encountered many subject/topics I have genuinely enjoyed. I have also faced many topics, however, I did not enjoy. Along with teachers and people who have made my learning experience who less enjoyable. As a musician and athlete, I have many intriguing questions and interest that involve musical instruments, sports and other things that could possibly be answered this year in Physics class.

My initial interest in medicine all started when a blood vessel in my nose burst, which caused continuous nose bleeding. I watched my mother struggled financially to bring me to the doctor. The feeling of utter helplessness caused my mom to believe that she would lose me to the heavy bleeding. Eventually, I went to a specialist who provided treatment that sealed the broken blood vessel. I still remember the iodoform smell of the hospital. The atmosphere was completely different. The seats were plush and every surface was dustless. The nurses were friendly and they moved with a serene purposefulness from room to room on their rounds. There were vases of flowers and beautiful framed pieces of art on the walls. The doctor in his white long coat

My first chemistry experiment was in 5th grade when my older brother recruited me as his “little helper” for his science project. I was in charge of heating film canisters pre-filled with an alcohol and water mixture to allow vapor to build inside. I also measured how long the canister stayed in the air after the vapor detonated from a spark. The longer air time translated into a more powerful explosion. I was surprised that the data showed that putting more alcohol into the mixture did not make a more powerful explosion.