What Changed Me? Some people think that your life has already been planned and there is no straying from your destiny. However I, believe that one simple choice or one catastrophic event can change everything in an instant. Change can be chosen or forced, also difficult and scary. Some people don’t think of it as difficult and scary, but more welcomed and beneficial. Those people tend to be impulsive in their decisions, without caring or worrying about the consequences. I cannot do that. I over analyze and break everything down. I expect the worst outcome before I think anything good can happen. It wasn’t always like that. When I was younger, I was that carefree person. That all changed on June 8th, 2008, when my eldest son got …show more content…
There was so much blood, but I knew my main focus was to keep him awake. He kept saying, “Mommy can we go inside? I want to go to sleep”, “No baby we have to wait out here for the ambulance. They have to take you to the hospital”, I replied. I started asking him questions about the party, trying to keep him engaged and awake. My eyes ran over his body. He had been dragged twenty-eight feet on the pavement. The right side of his torso was covered in road rash. Pebbles were imbedded in his armpit. The left side of his scalp had been peeled back to the back of his head, exposing his skull exposed. I started to ask questions about what happened. One of the parents explained that an eleven year old and twelve year old were driving the golf cart. When the child hit Kody, instead of stopping he accelerated. Kody’s body folded and he was dragged down the street. One of the fathers were finally able to get the boy to stop and that’s when the other fathers came to pick the golf cart …show more content…
I wanted to make him feel the pain I was going through for my son, but I knew if I did anything wrong I would be in the back of a police car instead of the ambulance with my son. When we arrived at MUSC the Neonatal Surgeon told me Kody should be toe tagged and in the morgue. A child that has sustained this amount of injuries would have a bleak outcome. No parent ever wants to hear that about their child. He had several skull fractures. One skull fracture required a metal plate be put in his head. He had some bleeding in his brain from where one of the bone fragments pierced the membrane that protects the brain. He had a tremendous amount of road rash on his torso and the pebbles that were imbedded in his armpit had be removed during surgery. His surgery lasted a few hours, but it felt like an eternity to me. When he finally emerged from the recovery unit, he was starting to look like my little boy again. The doctors were amazed at how fast he woke up after surgery. The first thing he asked me for was waffles and chocolate milk. I knew then that he was going to be alright. We stayed at MUSC for a week and the nurses taught me how to gently change his bandages and apply the topical cream to his
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
Narrowing down one specific event is rather difficult. If I had to decide, it would be the Sunday morning that I stood in pool of water with my wife Amber holding my hand. Together, we were baptized in front of our congregation at a small church in Elizabethtown, KY. In order to understand why this event is so significant, and why it will influence my academic goals at CCU, it’s imperative that you know my back story. I’ve served 12 years as a military police soldier for the United States Army. I started my journey in the Army, as a young, inexperienced 18 year old young man. I ended my career as a Sergeant, with memories of experiences I will forever hold in my heart. Most of these memories are difficult to even talk about, but being a soldier
Have you ever been in a various life experiences affected you before? Yes, it was horrible because we was inside. Various life experiences have affected me socially emotionally physically.it affected me emotionally because it was bad.
Corins Pov~ After I got done eating my food I got dressed in a pare of worn jeans that had holes in them from numerous things, and a old t-shirt that i have cut the sleeves out of. Then I put on my combat boots, braded my hair, and found my headphones. Then I ran out my door and down the stairs praying that no one saw me. Im not running away or anything Im just going to explore the grounds a little and take my dirt bike out for a spin.
One day, about 8 years ago, I learned how to do something that I thought I would never be able to do.
Now that I know what areas I lack in I know what I need to change and have made plans to change them.Along with there not being enough funds to purchase my medicine I was hesitant to take the medication.I thought I would be able to do this semester and beyond on my own.I was wrong and realized I overwhelmed myself.I plan on taking classes in the afternoon so I can go to tutoring first.I realize now by the time I'm off the bus it would be 4 or 5 o'clock .By the time I got to my room I was exhausted.No homework or studying had been done much less eating.As a result I'd be half asleep studying .My tired state allowed for very little actual learning on my part.Half way through the semester I became very depressed.It was hard for me to get out
In the fall of 2015 I reunited with my on-again off-again relationship with running. At the same time I started doing boot camp classes which I had never tried before. I’m not sure if it was an improper box jump or a wrong step down the road, but I began to notice my knee clicking when I walked up the stairs. After waiting (probably a little too long) I decided to go to my doctor because the clicking wasn’t going away. The ultrasound showed fluid on the knee, also known as prepatellar bursitis. She said it shouldn’t take long to heal as long as I rest and ice my knee as well as avoid doing any strenuous weight bearing activities such as “jumping around” or kneeling. As a yoga teacher it was hard to avoid doing any type of kneeling but I stopped running and going to
There are those who know from birth exactly who they are--chef, lawyer, doctor, gymnast-- and there are those who take a little longer to figure it out. Until very recently, who I was or who I wanted to be was as unclear as it could get. You could say I was one of those cliché teenagers who was longing to "find themselves"; hoping that one day the fog would lift, and my eyes would be opened.
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 .
Mom and I packed up our things and headed to our shiny white 1964 Ford Mustang car. Just the thought of the car, remembering when my dad first picked it out got me more excited. Mom and I are headed to the airport almost two hours away to pick him up because he just went over to Vietnam almost eight months ago. Thoughts raced in my head. I did not know how I would talk to him since I have not seen him in so long! Should I tell him about my new best friend, my great grades in school or the fact that my second-grade teacher even recommended that I skip third grade? There was so many feelings that rushed in my head on that car ride to the airport. Little did I know that everything would soon change.
I did not make any changes to my actual class schedule, rather I changed and added things to my extracurricular activities to improve my resume and personal statement.
My whole life I’ve always looked up to my dad as the way I’ll plan my life, but I am who I am today because of my grandparents. They impacted my life in such a way; it changed my whole meaning of life. Opening their life to change to help the change that happened in my life with my sisters.
Growing up, I was unaware of the modifications taking place in my own world that molded my adolescence and established the way I behave, think, and undergo the process of preceding with the analyzation and execution of each idea I am faced with in any current day situation. As much as I would have desired to be apart of a family with two happily married parents with two children in a pretty house in a pretty upper middle class neighborhood that goes to a pretty church every sunday morning and has a pretty homemade dinner every night with every member of the family in attendance; I would not choose that life. I don’t have a desire to withhold the same mindset, goals, and future of my peers I grew up with. Each individual event I have had to
In every person's life, there is an event that causes a change within them. One event that causes a chain reaction that alters that person in a vast way. If that circumstance hasn't already happened to you, I guarantee it will. It happened to me in the summer of 2011.
How has your life changed since the fifth grade? Since Elementary School, I’ve gained more freedom, self responsibilities, and school has gotten harder. My freedom, responsibilities, and school work, have given me an opportunity to finally give me a chance to prove that I am responsible and know how to get things done.