Professional Reflection

On 08/20/2017 at 1002 hours FTO Wheeler #4361 and I responded to St. Luke’s Hospital emergency room entrance, on 3555 Cesar Chavez St., regarding a women in a hospital gown trying to break the caller’s vehicle window with a brick. Officer Wheeler and I were in full police uniform driving a marked patrol unit when we responded.

Being professional in everything I do is very important to me. First and foremost, it is essential to be professional in the counseling aspect (AR –professional). However, I have found in order to be a respected, professional counselor, organization is crucial. The school counselor’s job description is so varied; he or she cannot do an effective job without this skill. We must constantly be on top of things because we work closely with so many people: students, teachers, parents, administrators, school-based mental health counselors, school secretaries, cafeteria workers, janitors, professionals outside of the school district such as DHS, other counselors and community leaders (AR –knowledge and Delivery). Fortunately, I have always been somewhat organized. However, I have learned that If I want to stay one step ahead of the game, I must manage work demands and prioritize my time to the fullest.

It has been a very interesting month in the Federal Aviation Administration. The month of June was full of excitement, experiences, meeting more and more people from different departments. I also did some researching in the FAA website to see where all the regulations are. I came across a very important committee it’s called the Aviation Rulemaking Advisory Committee made up of industry and government officials. My role is very diverse in the Federal Aviation Administration. I am learning about the major issues that are affecting the airlines. How the Federal Aviation Administration goes about writing a rule is not as simple as it may seem. A person cannot just say lets write these rule and make it official. There

In order to enhance my professional development, I attended a Guest-Speaker Event at the University of Louisville on July 24th, 2015 that aimed to promote networking among various business persons. Prior to attending the guest speaker-event, I researched about the guest speaker Mr. Ray Hernández. The stature and qualifications of Hernandez influenced me to choose the event. In addition, the vent had been publicized on the university’s website, and upon seeing it, I called the university’s business department to ask them to attend. I have been a keen follower of the university, and I had received an e-mail after having been placed on their mailing lists to receive e-mail. The event was convened to enhance the personal professional development.

Mr. Gibson came in to speak with us today. He told us how he goes about teaching his classes and formulates his lesson plans. I took down a lot of notes. I viewed Mr. Gibson as a strong, authoritative figure, with a bright sense of humor. He appears to be very aware of other people. He is a person who values learning something new every day. He loves that he gets paid to help people by using his belief system and he feels his teaching has clicked even more now that he is a parent. Mr. Gibson makes sure that the “Bellwether” Kids are always focusing in his class. Sometimes, students worry about their home. However, when they arrive at school Mr. Gibson gets them engaged in a lesson. They put all of their home worries in a “Sub-Basement”. While in class they should only worry about themselves and their engagement in the lessons.

According to Polit and Beck (2017), “the ultimate goal of research is to develop and expand knowledge” (p. 3). Through my education in the Doctorate of Nurse Practitioner program, I plan to expand on the knowledge I already have and develop new knowledge that will help me become a successful student and nurse practitioner. I was first introduced to the concept of research during my undergraduate nursing program. During the program, I took a class that taught the basic knowledge of research and how it is used in our daily practice. It was in this class that I learned about evidence-based practice studies and how to find articles that were based on nursing research. I have no professional experience being involved in a research project or completing research on my own. I have been a part of implementing evidence based practice (EBP) interventions at work. Some of the interventions included implementing the ambulatory blood pressure monitoring system, new practices for lab draws and ways to decrease infections in central lines.

This week, I had the pleasure of hearing Christine Healy from Exec Comm speak to my Sports Leadership and Ethics class. I did not know what to think going into her presentation due to being unable to access the Exec Comm videos we were required to watch. I was still able to watch some of the other recommended videos though and I loved the videos talking about the importance of body language and storytelling. The positive opinion I had on those videos led me to looking forward to what Mrs. Healy had in store for us.

Aristotle once said, "we cannot learn without pain," forming a causal relationship between frameworks of pathology and the framework of wholeness. Enduring pain, suffering, or oppression lays the foundation of strength, wisdom, and understanding in your life. To be more specific, my grandmother passed May 13, 2017. My grandmother and I were very close she was like a mother to me; my friend, a confidant, a spiritual leader, and mentor; she was my kindred spirit, my soul mate, if you will. When I heard that she had passed I cried for weeks, and being separated from my family made me felt isolated in my pain. For a week I was unable to shift my mentality, physical well being, and spirit out of mode of depression or mourning, it seems to encompass all of my thoughts, depress my spirit, and numb my body. Shifting my mentality of isolation, sadness, and depression into a mentality of rejoicing forced me to deal with my pain, and reflect on it by remembering my grandmother’s spirit of joy and love. My grandmother made it her mission to smile infectiously, hug people wantonly, and love people intentionally. Remembering that about my grandmother, made me step out of my grief and into a place of reflection, a place of love, and a place of hope. I hope that I can live the way she lived and allow her spirit of joy and love to live through me, and to affect others the way that she is affected me. In my morning her death, I remembered her life, I appreciated her presence, and appreciate

Every individual’s life – and background – is unique. It is this experience unique to each of us that forms our views of the world. I am incredibly fortunate to have had the upbringing I did. Being a 19-year-old female raised on a ranch in the middle of nowhere with middle-level income, I have been exposed to the most basic of life concepts like the value of hard work, as well as the more complicated concepts like the invaluable interpersonal and interspecies relationships present in the ranching lifestyle. I learned most of my life lessons in a barn, out in a hay field, on the back of a horse, under the truck, or in the show ring. As a result, my political views at least somewhat reflect those of the people around which I was raised, giving me a unique political socialization.

Is your life integrated? Are you able to be the same person in all aspects of your life—personal, work, family, community, college, classroom? If not, what is holding you back?

Emotional distress, at that moment, far exceeded the past physical pain which I had endured, where, as my body fought for survival, my mind yearned for death. Bound by judgemental onlooking eyes, I stood in the grounds of my school, where they consequently studied me for a sign of vulnerability; begging for me to collapse into my self-fabricated darkness. Like a spineless criminal, I slumped, trembling irrepressibly in the middle of the secluded balcony, where I implored myself to “stop” as I yet again had a crippling anxiety attack which incarcerated my whole body. It was punishing enough to wake up in the mornings, though faced with the immobilizing guilt that my therapist had contacted my parents concerning my suicidal ideation, evaporated my self-esteem. Tears filled my eyes like an overflowing river and cascaded down my face, though freezing in the silence. Proceeding to coerce myself repetitively to “stop it”, as I repulsed that mental illness was the corruptive reality of my life, I cowered as the flashbacks uncontrollably replayed in my mind. I recollected the words that any mother would dread to divulge to their child; that “sometimes I think that it would be better that you were gone, because then, you wouldn’t have to feel this pain”, contradicting this by expressing to me that “I know it’s selfish, but you can’t leave me”.

English Comp I have taught me a great deal. This subject has helped improve on some writing skills that I never payed attention too as I began my writing career in middle school. I have improved in a major way in several subjects that can impact a person’s writing in a dramatic way. Evidence from three of my EN113 papers this semester provides evidence that suggest that I have succeeded in improving on my organizational skills, identifying grammar issues, and elaborating and describing events in more detail. Reviewing my previous papers, I have realized that I am still working on improving my MLA format.

Ms. Kim Ferguson Tannor came to talk to the class about her passion for her job as an Physician’s Assistant. It was interesting how she structured her presentation by talking about how to merge your passion and your purpose. Which is what we are slowly pursuing this semester. Ms. Tannor is a 42-year-old second generation American who grew up in Long Island, New York. In 1994, she went to Virginia State and graduated with a degree in Biology. Then she returned and graduated with a Master’s degree in Biology with a concentration in Biochemistry. I actually never knew that you could have a specific focus for Biology in graduate school. I thought the specializing came in medical school for Biology majors. She had the career goal of being a doctor at first. One of the first lessons she gave the class is how important accountability is. She had gotten caught up in the freedom that college offers and she wasn’t being a good student. She had been put on academic probation by the end of her first semester in college. But what was motivating to me is that she acknowledged that she did something wrong and got right back to work. I have admitted when I’ve messed up but usually I feel bad for myself for a period and I don’t get right to work. If she can mess up and bounce back, so can I. She also stressed that you may be letting someone else down who is looking up at you and you can’t do that. This is very true for me, I have two younger sisters and plenty of younger cousins who I know

Week two and three were very interesting and eventful. The most impressive part was learning to use and work with the SCM. The system is a state of art and navigating through the system was educative. Any information you need on patient to help you complete your care effectively is precisely, focused and clearly documented in SCM. However, the second week I was still a little nervous and I chose to work with a client with less complex issues but curious enough to want to learn about heart sounds in a client with arterial fibrillation. I also wanted to practice taking pulses manually. My client was very cooperative, optimistic and determined to leave the hospital and go home. At the end of my shift I was so sure that he would be discharged the following day; but to my surprise; when I came back the following day, his countenance had changed, he spoke less and seemed uninterested in everything around him. During my six hours, my client had been moved at least four times from room to hallway then another room and back in the hallway before I finished my shift. This made me really sad and I felt helpless I could not help but wonder if this was the reasoning he was unhappy. I did my best to make him feel cared for and provided as much comfort as I could.

During my first year of high school, I was held to a higher standard, than my previous