The time my brother had a life-changing headache. In Mid-October, about a couple years ago, my brother said his head was hurting and my brother never complains about things. My mom told him to take some tylenol to help with his head pain but it never helped.
The next day was Josh’s eighteenth birthday. Josh went hunting first thing in the morning and he had to stop hunting because his head was still hurting and he just didn’t feel right. He called my mom on his way home and told her it still was hurting. My mom told him to take some more tylenol again so he did and it still didn’t help!
The next day was Monday and he had to go to school. After he got to school he could only make it a half a day and he usually stays there longer but today changed his life, my whole family’s life, and mine! My mom told my brother that they were going to go to the Emergency room. My mom left work and took him to the hospital. I was at my cousin 's house because I always went there after school. After they got to the hospital the doctors asked if she would let Josh have a cat scan. My mom said,” Why, is he okay, is something wrong?!?” The doctor said,” I don’t know,” but my mom was still worried.
Twenty minutes passed and the cat scan was over. They said that my mom and my brother had to wait an hour until they got the results back. So they waited.
Thirty minutes went by and my brother calmly said,”Can we go, this is taking too long, and it’s probably just a headache or something.” My mom
The time I got the concussion. I was skating with two of my friends when I fell over forward onto my head. I got up and I was really dizzy and I didn't know what was happening. My math teacher Mr. Darling brought me over to the bench and checked my eyes. My eyes were dilated. We had to call my parents, thankfully I remembered
During the first stage of labor cervical effacement and dilation occur. This stage begins with the appearance of true labor contractions and end when the cervix is completely dilated at ten centimeters and the cervix is completely effaced at 100%. This stage accounts for the longest duration for both nulliparous and parous women. The first stage of labor contains three sub phases the latent, active, and transitional phase. The latent phase occurs from the onset of labor until the cervix is dilated to about three to five centimeters. This stage will vary in length among different women. The fetus changes position and cervical effacement are also occurring during this phase. The woman is usually excited and sociable during this phase. The active phase occurs when the cervix begins to dilate more rapidly and is dilated to between four and six centimeters. The slower the transition between the latent and active stage the safer the delivery, this doesn’t usually happen in spontaneous labor. This phase continues until the cervix is dilated to about seven or eight centimeters. During this phase the fetus internally rotates and comes down into the pelvis. The women’s discomfort is usually increased in this phase as the pace speeds up. The transitional phase occurs when the cervix is dilated to seven to eight centimeters until it is fully dilated. Bloody discharge usually increases when the cervix is fully dilated. The transitional phase is short but very intense, with strong
An ambulance came and carried out my mom. I didn’t know what was going on, so many questions running through my mind, what was wrong with her, was she going to be ok. I was scared, more scared then I had ever been. My sister Sheridan who was 8 asked me “what’s happening?” through tears. On that day a little piece of me began to change because if I let her see my fear that would not help anyone, and so even though I didn’t know what was happening I responded “everything is going to be ok” even though I did not trust my own words.
AHHHHHHH!! Me complaining, it was a very sunny day. It was like a million degrees outside. So my family and I decided to go to Hersheypark. I was only 7 years old, and my mom and dad told me if I wanted to ride a roller coaster for my first time. I was 7 so I said, “yes”. My brother said “no”, because he’s afraid of them. Then my mom told me are you ready, seeing me pack my stuff, I told her, “yes mom i’m ready”?(Sarcasm) After a couple minutes we got to Hersheypark. When we got there all I could think about is, which roller coaster will my mom, dad, and me ride. Just thinking about it made me nervous and sick. My family and I went on other rides, that helped me to stop thinking about the roller coaster I would ride. Luckily after that we went to the Hershey store, I forgot about the roller coaster.
“Me too Mom It was really scary, come to find out I had a migraine headache!”
It was the year of 2008 (I was Seven and Jadyn was five) . It was a beautiful day and we decided to play outside with our my sister Jadyn,family friend Sabrina,my sister Ireland,and me.We were playing outside and I was teaching my sister how to go down to slide a different way the first way was on your back ( she was only little ) ,the second time was side ways but as she was about to go down side ways she had her seizure. Which made her fall off the slide head first on the ground. I didn't understand what was going on but I ran as fast as I could and was pulling her into the house crying and my mom came running to me and took jadyn out of my hands and told me to go outside. As I was crying I heard the ambulance coming.
On a sunny day at summit pointe elementary. It was the school picnic and I am with my family and friends.I got on the playground. I got on the swing with my friend Ella. So I asked if she could push me on the swing. “ yes,” Ella responded. Then when she started to push I trip and fell right on my arm. “It feels broken,”I carried. I was yelling and tears wore rolling down my face. Then I ran to my dad. “ what's wrong?” asked my dad. “ My arm hurt really bad,”I yelled. So went home. I could not move my arm. 2 days later. I was at the hospital. My heart was racing because I was so worried. Then I got a pink cast. I still have my cast. “ well are you ready to go home,” asked my dad. Yes but I am never touching a swing
My father had been experiencing lower back pain for a few months. I remember how uncomfortable he appeared at my brother’s home for a Thanksgiving family gathering. I saw in his eyes that the pain was getting unbearable for him.
My little brother came into my room and pounced on me like a cheetah hunting a gazelle to wake me up. I didn’t want to leave my bed and open presents without my dad, so I made them wait till he arrived. He’s not good on time, so he was twenty- minutes late from expected time. I hear a knock at the door, my dad had finally entered. At last, my brother finally stopped nagging at me. It was time to open presents.
My fingers play with the edges of a worn paper crane. There’s never a day that goes by that doesn’t remind me of life and passion. Not much got through to me, back then. My mother made me tough, with sinewed skin and a soul of steel. The strength is what got me through the school bus rides. The boys would touch me as I walked down the aisle, there’d be the occasional brawl. I just never cared. My life was cold, and the only real sparks of emotion came from the boy who sat in a seat diagonally in front of me on the bus. He was in the same grade as me, but we never shared the same classes. I was in regular math and science, and from the way he often wrote poetry, he was probably advanced in language arts, a subject I failed to succeed
It was Wednesday morning, 6:30am, and yes I had to go to school. I remember calling and begging, asking if I could take the day off, but mom wasn’t having any of it, so I had to get ready. The pain was gone, which I was fortunate about, but I still felt ill. I hopped into the shower, washed up, and when I got out I collapsed. White light again, but this time it was all I could see. I closed my eyes. I was on the floor, unable to move. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally opened my eyes. I went straight to my bed, and fell asleep. I woke up a mess, and felt worse than before. I looked at my phone, and saw at least six hundred missed called from mom. I called her, fearing for what was to come. “WHERE ARE YOU? WHY DIDN’T YOU GO TO SCHOOL?” She screamed. “I’m at home. I didn’t go to school because I feel worse than before. I really need to go to the hospital.” I whimpered. She told me that we’ll go when she comes back from work, and I agreed. Back to sleep I went. I wake up to my mom rushing into my room. She signaled to get ready by moving her head quickly forty-five degrees to the left. I got ready to leave, and we left at around
The phone rang again. Hoping for good news, yet again I was disappointed. It was my mom; she said she was following our pastor to my grandmother’s house. She said, “We are going to tell Grandma he’s gone”. I knew this would be one of the hardest things to do; it was her birthday after all. The three of us jumped in the car. We drove up to Grandma’s house. I remember Tosha running into the house and falling into her arms. Everyone tried to pull themselves together, but how could this be? This had never happened to us before. The wheel was broken.
Tears poured down my face like I was in a rain forest, hugged my mom tightly as if she was a cuddly stuffed animal and I prayed, prayed like I’ve never prayed before. Not really knowing what was going on or what was going to happen. My sister arrived home, followed by my dad shortly after. While we waited to hear back from the hospital, we sat on the couch in the living room bawling our eyes out probably. Don’t worry, I will tell you about what is going on.
I got out of school full of joy because it was Friday and we were going camping that evening. My sister picked me up, which was a little weird, but she is 34 and has picked me up from school before. On the way to my house, where my sister would drop me off, I was talking to my niece about her ballet recital that was happening in a couple of days. When we got home, my mom’s car wasn’t in the driveway, which is really strange since we get out of school at 2:30, and my mom gets off work at 2:00. I walked inside, set all my stuff down, and went to the basement to play with my nephew and niece. A few moments later my sister called us all upstairs, and said “We have to go, Josh is hurt.”
When the world celebrated the 7 billionth baby’s birth in Manila a few years back, we were stepping in a society with noticeable population explosion. Those overpopulated societies which can no longer sustain themselves invade the natural environment which belongs to wildlife and over exploit natural resources for survival. Human beings are supposed to be responsible for the majority of environmental problems, while overpopulation exacerbates most problems such as pollution, deforestation, global warming, etc. Thus, to save the world from those environmental crises we should attach more importance on the people that cause them rather than just reply on developing technology to fix the problem its own. Managing the population through education and birth control policy is what we can do with global joint efforts. Reminding the public of our population problem, providing an option of birth control to families and guiding the public to live sustainably will slow down the population growth, and hopefully in the long sense reduce world’s population. Most importantly, such declining population which owns greener lifestyle creates a benign and harmonious relationship with the planet.