I have never had patience for no one. I don't care about anyone but myself at most of the time even though I have cared for people but know I just realized that I have to care about myself first before anyone else. I'm going to tell you about someone that has way better patients than I do.Also how over time it was leaving and how she lives now. She has the hardest life that I have ever known throughout my life and i'm a horrible person for leaving her at the time of need.
First of all, she was so patient that she wouldn't hurry people up and she would wait at times when she needed to hurry. She always found it disrespectful when hurrying someone. She respects people even though they don't respect her. She was the most important person to me; she showed when to act when I needed to act and when to hold myself when the time wasn't right.
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She was the most patient person I knew. From that day she was pushed and she had enough with people and she wasn't going to take no bullshit from people. That' when she started loosing all her patience with everyone and she wanted things now or never.
On a rapidly change, she started being rude to people and she would make remarks that shouldn't be said anyone. She became blunt. Then when she found out that she was losing her eyesight she became a mean person. She wasn't the person she use to be and it was getting to the point that I couldn't handle her and I felt like I had to take care of her all the time. That was the point when I left her in tears and with
My auntie was a caring women she always fought for what she wanted in never gave up.
Her attitude changed. She didn’t want anything to do with us, the family. I chalked it up to being a teenager, but I was so wrong. He was teaching her to be sneaky, to lie, and to hide things away from the people who cared for her the most. She was becoming reclusive, withdrawn. I didn’t realize it at the time but his jealousy was keeping her from befriending the children in the school. At 16 a girl’s fancies should turn to sleepovers, makeup and boys. All she wanted was to go to oboe lessons.
My grandmother was an amazing cook which allowed her to cook meals for profit. She also learned how to sew – making her own clothes and used this skill to profit as well. My grandmother tried her best and that was the important part. She provided wisdom, sense of security and support despite her mishaps. A woman who saw beyond her struggles to attain peace.
Her mother taught her that, and words have never rang more true. She touched every single one of our hearts while she was alive. And we can never forget how she made us feel every day. She was sweet and caring, and she’d tell you how things were.
Mr. Miller, my seventh grade homeroom teacher, “strongly encouraged” us to bring treats to class every Friday. He led us to believe that sharing cheap, processed foods laced with exorbitant amounts of refined sugar and saturated fats was the way to make friends. It was, however, quite obvious to a bunch of twelve and thirteen year olds that Miller was more concerned with maintaining his lifelong friendship with Little Debbie than he was with helping us get to know one another. A man whose license plate read “Ursa Major,” was more than just a fan of bears—he seemed to be the “Great Bear” himself. Standing about 6’2”, probably weighing in at more than 300 pounds, with a short, yet scruffy brown beard and long pointed snout, this lazy beast
Mum was a light in my life as I am sure she was a light in all of yours. She would give anyone the shirt off her back and go out of her way to help a friend in need. I remember one time when I was little Mum got a phone call late at night from a friend who lived on the other side of the Street. She had fought with her husband and was really upset. Mum dressed us and went out in her nightgown with us to go console her because Dad was working that night. She would always be there for her friends and family.
She was proactive and believed in her morals and
Within this case study I am going to use two of the Chapelhow et al. (2005) enablers to discuss and reflect on the care of a patient I have been involved with on placement over a period of 5 weeks. ‘Enablers are the essential and underpinning skills that come together to provide expert professional practice’ (Chapelhow, C et al. 2005, p.2). These include; assessment, communication, documentation, risk, professional decision making and managing uncertainty. The enablers work together to provide a holistic approach to the care of patients in health care settings. I am going to focus on and discuss two of the enablers, linking them both together, which will be assessment and communication as I believe these two enablers can be related most to my patient.
She is wonderful and just awesome is even supportive of my friends and is always nice and caring to them. The girls in colorgard love her to she acts like a second mother to them. She also takes time off of work to help out at band camp every year. She is back school online and is getting her masters showing that no matter if you are an adult or kid you can always learn more and that's such a big inspiration to me. She has come to almost all of my volleyball, and softball games and helped me when I was having trouble with them and showing me the best way to do things. My mom also tells me to never give up like when I was doing volleyball I wanted to quit but she told to just finish the season and that I don’t have to do it again if I didn’t want to, I ended up really liking it and had a lot of fun. She even helped me to get back in a good place after my grades fell, and I was not in a good place then she helped me to get them higher and, try as hard as I can and do my very best. My mom is my hero for all these reasons and many, many more but the fact that I have her is a blessing in itself. She is kind, caring, smart, funny, lovable, Amazing,and
Social Class’s Standards In 1930, the national income halved and one-fourth of the American workforce stood unemployed (“The 1930s”). When the lower end of economic social class implied an empty stomach, social class naturally lingered on everybody’s mind. However, social class exists not simply as an economic construct. In To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee presents a story of a town during the 1930s with many well-defined social classes.
She makes sure that everyone around her is content in their day to day lives so that she can go on with her own. This shows me that even if I am minding my own business and not bothering anyone, I can always be more helpful to the community around me, and therefore, changing the public’s perception of me for the better. Emma learned from me how to not stress. Being in a similar familial situation as me, she was astounded to learn that I am acing my many rigorous academic courses, leading three clubs at my school, running my own community service program, and being completely involved in musical theatre. However, she was more shocked to learn that I was not pulling my hair out while proceeding through my day to day life as I have committed myself to many activities. I told her that the reason for this is because I live in the present, but keep the future in mind. By doing so, I enjoy my life and don’t have to worry about what the future entails all too much. She takes this information to live a more fluid, carefree life. She is someone who has changed my life, and has made my vision of the world more clear, and I will never forget
The purpose of the article is to identify a clinical approach and challenges around the transition from assertive community treatment to less intensive services. According to the article, the data used was collected from four focused group which includes client/clinical, family and natural supports, assertive community treatment staff and team, and public mental health system. In order to identify the challenges several factors were considered in the process, the belief that clients and families would not want to terminate services (due to loss of relationships, fear of failure, preference for ACT model), clinical concerns that transition would not be successful (due to limited client skills, relapse without ACT support), systems challenges
What does patients mean to you? The poem by Phillips Brooks is, “Be patient and understanding Life is too short to be vengeful or malicious.” To me that poem is what I live for. I have so many times where all i wanted to do was say something, but I couldn’t because of my job. Being patient is the key to life. Never do anything you will regret in the long run.
The thing you should know about her is: She loved God, family and friends. She loved anything about John Deere. She adored Kids, (Lead a youth class at church). She lived for cheering and did it to perfection. She had a zest for life. Whatever she was doing, she gave it 110%.
Moreover, my mother listened to all my fears and nightmares with patience which can only be admired. She covered my heart and soul with caring love. Her eyes were so soft, wandering, and full of comprehension when they focused on other people. My