The winds were ferocious. The temperature below freezing. Each step made it more and more difficult to breath as my heart beat faster and faster yearning for oxygen. We had made the grueling ascent towards the peak in the middle of the night, hiking for hours in pitch-black darkness with the light of our headlamps illuminating only a few feet in front of us. We trekked for five and a half days to finally reach Uhuru peak, the glacier covered summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro. Uhuru means “freedom” in Swahili, and I truly felt free. I will always remember taking in the serene view with my Dad as we triumphantly stood 19,341 feet up in the sky. Shortly after our trip, my dad suffered a heart arrhythmia. Fortunately, he survived but to this day he …show more content…
It was disheartening to see Victor severely crippled by his illness and his altered reality; however, I was eager to help him and contribute alongside my team to figure out a treatment plan. It was amazing to see Victor’s transformation over the next few days as the antipsychotic began to work on his delusions. I recall walking onto the unit one morning and seeing Victor standing in the hallway as he headed towards the dining room for breakfast. To my surprise he was up out of his room and eating. It was incredible to see a severely debilitated patient slowly regain his life and freedom with time and proper treatment. Working with Victor and the spectrum of patients in the psychiatric ward really affirmed that this is the aspect of medicine where I want to strive to make an impact. I am confident that I possess the patience and humility necessary to help patients during the worst phases of their mental illness. Whether they are angry, depressed, demanding, yelling, or fearful. Whether it is in the addiction unit with a patient who has overdosed, or in the inpatient unit with a patient suffering a manic episode, I feel confident that I am able to treat each patient with compassion as human beings and without judgment. Working with Victor and his mental illness, and making a positive impact in his life gave me more satisfaction and joy than any of my other rotations. A specialty in psychiatry is a good fit
It was a normal day for Dr. Allison Winters or so she thought. She showed up to South Brook Clinic,a state funded mental institution for the mentally ill who have committed violent or other serious crimes. Dr. Winters wasn’t expecting anything new to happen today.Nothing exciting ever really happens there because due to the fact the patients she talks to are usually so heavily medicated they don’t do anything other than babble about impending armageddon and sometimes they 'd drool occasionally. These people are usually forgotten by society and most of the people who took vow to help them shove pills down their throats so they don’t have to listen to them.
I belivie that in the past and even today men are seen as the stronger sex. They are the ones who make the destions and control most things. This fact makes me want to work more harder and stronger to be able to take care of my self. I see my self as being able to be independent and deserve to be happy. And I want everyone to to feel and see themselves this way. I'm also fully aware that I'm not quite ready to be completely independent. My age has a lot to do with that. Most people wouldn't rent out an apartment at 17 years old. But as I continue to grow and change I will become more mature and capable of reaching that leaves of independence.
It was a gray day. Unable to pierce the layers of powdery black skies along with the fog, the sun did not shine. The thick mist that was not really rain, and not really fog covered the southeastern corner of New Jersey. Just like most days in the area surrounding the Overbrook Asylum, it was daunting. On the outside, Overbrook was a welcoming place, as far as sanatoriums go, where patients were treated with care along with respect; the inside was very different. Hired on at the asylum as a nurse in May of 1910, I commenced my duties and was eager to be able to lend a helping hand to the people in need. What made people tick or to what made people think the way they did had always interested me. The hospital provided me a living area for
I wanted to respond to this post due to fact that we have similar thoughts about independence. I have always been the one in my family to be strong and independent. I would never want to burden my family where they would have to do everything for me. If I can’t do normal things such as walking, talking and feeding myself life is not worth living. All of take so many things for granted. I appreciate all the wonderful privileges we have as a human being. Being able walk, talk, feed myself and breath every day is speechless.
Waking up before the sunrise is a daily routine. Early morning film sessions, class, then practice, which dominates the day. There are few moments in between for food and socializing, but the life of a student athlete is anything but ordinary. Sleep, eat, practice and school are all an athlete knows, and with the pressures of campus life it becomes even more difficult. No time for much of anything, let alone getting a job. Like most students, these athletes need money, but do not have a spare second to work. Without any source of income, athletes are put at a major disadvantage. Their full-time job is athletics, in addition to rigorous college-level courses. The possibility of becoming a professional and making millions becomes very appealing. This course of action leads to student athletes making money illegally, dropping out of school, or leaving school early without a degree to try and make it professionally.
Being that i am getting older in age my declaration to you is that i get more freedom and to liberate. I'm writing this because i find it unfair that my brother had more freedom than me at the age of 16. I believe that with the same amount of freedom gave in to my brother and sister i will be more social and a more pleasant person to have around. I will gain more of a personality.
Search for Wealth “All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘you can’t live forever; you can’t live forever” (36). In the novel The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, universally different characters are perpetually trying to move up the social ladder of hierarchy; tearing one another down, as another impermanently moves up. As the search for wealth and power continues, people are forced to choose social status over morals. The Great Gatsby takes place in the summer of the year 1922, a time of parties and prosperity, a time notoriously known as the jazz age, or the roaring twenties.
I was born the fourth of December 1991 in Cranbrook British Columbia. I lived there for 18 years. Before joining the military I worked as a fry cook at a Burger King for three years and held part time jobs working for the College of the Rockies summer camp programs during the summer. My parents are currently living together in Cranbrook BC. My father works outside the province testing railway tracks for two months at a time, then returns home for two to three weeks. My mother acts as the main contact point of the family, she works as a financial clerk. I have a 22 year old sister who will be attending university in Calgary this September. I attended Mount Baker Secondary School in Cranbrook and graduated in 2009
I'm turning 18 soon and I want to clarify my freedoms if I'm going to continue living with my parents. I'm afraid they'll continue to restrict me like they have for the past 17 years. If I'm living under their roof, are they allowed to tell me that I can't go out? Living there is a generosity, so legally, I don't think they can hold me from going out, but they could not let me back in (which they'd never do, but it's always possible). And for house rules, I completely understand taking out the trash, doing the dishes, but do they really have that much power over me that they can set a bed time. This may be a sit-down-and-talk-about-it-issue with my parents, but legally is this possible? And lastly, my dad said he would give me his old car which
I had been instructed to introduce myself to the patients, so I started with the first room and began to work my way down the long and dimly lit hallway. Popping my head into each room, I quickly muttered my name and half of a greeting before rushing over to the next one. Many of the patients in the unit didn’t acknowledge me, and for that, I was grateful. It wasn’t until I had gotten to the last room, in fact, that I was even met with a
The personal statement is very important to applicants who intend to be admitted to an undergraduate or graduate school. The role of a personal statement is to make applicants be different from other applicants. It mainly serves the purposes of persuading the admission committee of applicants’ great passion for the study field, explaining their experience that shaped their personality, demonstrating their longtime desire and commitment for the degree, and showing their life goals. What the admission committee is looking for in a personal statement varies from school to school, major to major. Art and Design is a unique program requiring its prospective students to be different in every aspect. The Art and Design Admission Committee is looking for a student who has creative potential in all respects. Hence, for those who want to apply to the School of Art and Design, they should understand how to present their stories, experiences, practice, goals, philosophy, inspirations, and aspirations in a creative way.
developing a rapport with ones patients and that a little compassion and understanding can mean the world to a
In September 2015, I had an opportunity to join the team of volunteers of the Inspira Medical Center in Woodbury. I joined the Emergency Department. My shifts were once a week for three to six hours. I had a chance to interact with patients, mostly to help ease their anxiety and fear. This experience was valuable because it allowed me not just to observe, but also to look at healthcare from the perspective of a patient. I realized that I did not have to be a licensed practitioner to understand patients’ concerns and fears. I also realized that any effort on my part to help ease such worries would go a long way towards helping the patient feel more secure in themselves and their
“Humankind has been sustained not merely by its intelligence, but by its capacity to hope.”
With given a choice of what to write this paper, I could not get past the subtle nature of who we are as God’s creations. This fundamental truth of our identity is simplified with the truth of our identity in Jesus. We are created in God’s image with a purpose here on earth to display all of God’s greatness, His beauty, and to reveal all of His character aspects. Best of all, we are completely dependent on God. This new enlightenment of my identity in Christ as God’s creation will allow me to help people around the world become one with Christ by revealing the truth of their identity.