It was May, the spring weather of my junior year was just ending and summer was about to begin. I couldn't wait, because summer was always the time my dad and I would go on a big fishing trip with my uncle. But, little did I know my life would take a complete 180 and that trip would never happen. I woke up one morning, and felt a little, piercing, pain in the back of my head. I didn’t think anything of it, because I’ve never had that kind of pain before, so I just went to school. During second period, I was in my weight training class lifting and the sharp pain in the back of my head from the morning came back with a vengeance. My head was throbbing like never before. The pain escalated rapidly, and was soon covering my whole head. Complete …show more content…
I glanced to my right and saw my family was with me, which comforted me. They explained I was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. Words cannot even begin to describe the amount of pain I was in after I woke up. Instead of the old saying, “finding a needle in a haystack”, it felt like I was trying to find the one piece of hay in a needle stack. I told the nurse to turn the lights off because light made everything worse. My vision was distorted, and everything was starting to turn black. The nurse quickly hooked me up on an IV and a heavy dose of morphine. The morphine helped a little, and made me feel quite ok for the time being. I stayed in the hospital for a couple of days on heavy pain medicine while they ran some tests on me. The first test ran on me was a CT scan to find if I had problems in my head, but couldn’t find any. Following that, I had to get a Lumbar Puncture, which is when you get a needle inserted into the lower spine to extract fluid surrounding the brain and spinal cord. Let me tell you, the pain from this procedure was only second to my migraines as the worst pain in my life. The doctors could not find anything wrong with my brain, which was great to hear, but at the same time scary because I still did not know what was causing these
Pain is a universal element of the human experience. Everyone, at some point in their lives, experiences pain in one form or another. Pain has numerous causes, effects, and is itself a highly complex biological phenomenon. It also carries with it important emotional and social concerns. Pain cannot be entirely understood within the context of any one field of scientific inquiry. Indeed, it must be examined across a range of disciplines, and furthermore considered in relation to important non-scientific influences, such as emotional responses and social determinants. I conducted my explorations regarding pain with the following question in mind: to what degree is pain subjective? I found several avenues of inquiry to be useful in my explorations: they are (1) the expanding specialty in the medical profession of pain management; (2) pain in individuals with spinal cord injuries (SCIs) and (3) pain experiences of children. Examining these issues led to the conclusion that pain is in fact a highly subjective phenomenon.
Later we had our first football game and I was excited for my last first game in high school, I never would have known that it potentially could have been my last game played. Within the first quarter I had broken my foot completely and because of my adrenaline I shrugged it off as a minor injury and played the rest of the game. After to what seemed like I was fine I stood up and collapsed as soon as I did so. This was the first injury that I had ever sustained and I was still in denial thinking I had just sprained a muscle. After being told that I wouldn’t be able to play for the rest of the season I was heartbroken, along with this the college that I had hoped to attend the most being West GA dropped me as a recruit. Two games passed and I was feeling helpless for myself, I couldn’t drive, I couldn’t do anything without the help of others, I had crutches but being a 320 lb. man it was very difficult getting around. As Nancy Mairs said: “I’ve been limping along for ten years now” I was off of my feet for 2 weeks and to me it felt like an eternity. This was when I decided to let college aside and all I wanted to do was finish my senior season strong, my mother allowed me to get my cast taken off and have me put into a boot. For the remaining games I roughed it out and played with a broken foot. Even with
With the rest of the basketball girls from the surrounding area, I began summer basketball camp. There was a basketball tournament where we played 4 games in one day. During the game an opponent stole the ball, so I chased her down the court. Once I reached her under their basket, I tripped over her foot, fell, and heard something snap. I was absolutely freaking out. The referees ran down to me. All I could say was “Something popped! Something popped!” I couldn’t bend my leg at the knee, it was scary. I was brought to the main lobby to walk it off. I couldn’t bend my leg for two weeks.
"Call the ambulance!" My advisor immediately dialed 911 as she tried to keep me awake and breathing. My eyes were rolling in and out to the back of my head, with tears consistently falling down my growing pale face. Within the next ten minutes, my body caved in and my arms and legs turned severely numb. When the paramedics arrived, they lifted me onto the stretcher where my eyes were becoming hazy and everything I looked at was a complete blur. My heart was beating rapidly and my fingers curled outwards in a terrifying direction. While driven away, I could hear the paramedics asking me to stay awake, but my head was pounding harshly like the sound of drums and as my eyes slowly closed, a ray of white light slowly
Handling adversity is something that all people must do throughout their lives, but it is the ways in which individuals approach adversity that sets us apart. There are two contrasting ways in which you can respond to adversity: 1) you can either curl up into a ball and accept the outcome as it is 2) you can take control of the situation and work hard to make the resulting outcome in your favor. I faced adversity within sports when I was diagnosed with a physical disorder as a child.
Despite the aforementioned psychological mechanisms associated with pain perception, it is important to mention that pain is first and foremost a biological sensation processed initially by a response in the nerve endings attached to the tissue in the affected area of tissue damage (Moseley, 2017). It is important to identify that there are multiple processes involved in the biological definition of pain, different types of pain are more complex than others and two types of pain are never chemically processed the same way. Stimuli is processed in three ways: Transduction, transmission and perception. Transduction is the process of stimulus being converted into “receptor membrane depolarisation and nerve impulses” (Fields, 2013) this occurs in the ‘primary afferents’ (Pas) these PAs
It was a warm spring morning, the baseball season was about to start, and I was as excited as ever. The only problem was that I had been feeling a sharp pain in my lower back that felt as if someone was sticking a needle into my spine. This discomfort occurred whenever I arched or twisted my back. As a precaution, my dad brought me to the doctor to see if it was anything serious. The doctor took a few x-rays of my back, but he couldn't see any damage. Regardless of the x-rays he still recommended that I get an MRI just in case. So we went up to Akron Children’s Hospital to get the MRI. They put me into a dark, tube-like, machine and told me to stay as motionless as possible. At first, I was a little on edge, but after a couple minutes I felt calm and comfortable. When we returned to the doctor’s office, dreadful news
Through experiencing or living with pain, insight, knowledge and understanding can be presented to those things that may not have been in realization in a pain free life. Because of pain, the true meaning of life, what it is like to live, and the value of oneself and others is to be within one’s control. Pain strengthens the body, mind, and the spirit. As stated in Virginia Woolf’s essay on Being Ill, the true beauty of the people and the real beauty of the earth can be seen through the eyes of those who are in pain. Also according to Woolf, pain can lead to spiritual divinity. From my understanding, the power of prayer to some people is not in belief until pain has overtaken the body of oneself or of a loved one. Pain seems to open the eyes of those who have not lived correctly.
I was ready to lose all feeling in my mouth and die. Overreacting, I know. I don’t remember much of the surgery, purely because I was incredibly asleep on medicine so I didn’t feel or remember everything. It wasn’t until January 9th, I realized something was incredibly wrong. My left arm was a completely a different color than my right arm, and it had the feeling of a constricting rubber band, sucking all the life out of your arm. My mom was scared that maybe my mouth was infected, causing a blood disease or something. I walked into the Huron Valley Emergency room, nothing was too serious at the time. I wasn’t expecting much, maybe a small infection, and be sent home with some antibiotics. When the doctor came and saw us, he was incredibly confused. He had no idea as to what was wrong with me. He did mention a blood clot, but rare, possible. So he decided to send me for an ultrasound, at 12 am. The ultrasound took about a half an hour of an older lady pushing against my right arm. Once the doctor came back into the room, and explained to me that a had a blood clot from my elbow to my collarbone, I was stunned. But, I really understood how rare it was, when all the other doctors working started coming into the room to see the “15
What does pain mean to you? Pain is a tense feeling that tells you something may be wrong. There’s physical pain- acute and or chronic, emotional pain, and also a phrase known as “pain in the ass”- which is where something or someone is being annoying and or troublesome.
When we’re born we gave pain to our mother’s womb; when we wake up in the middle of the night hungry we cause our parent’s pain. When we try to walk we cause ourselves pain; when we don’ learn how to listen before we speak we cause ourselves pain, when we don’t learn how to question everything we were taught we cause ourselves pain. When we drink soda, and eat fast food we cause ourselves pain. When we don’t learn from other’s mistakes and do better we cause ourselves pain; when we let anger and jealousy control us we cause our mind’s pain. When we hold grudges we cause ourselves pain; when you’ve lived 40 years of your life and you still react to problems the same way a child does you cause yourself pain.
An 11 years old kid lying on the ground in a dark room crying, shaking, and trembling with intense pain in both of his ears. The pain was similar to as if someone was hitting with some sharp object inside his ears and every time he would feel the shock of pain, he would pull both of his ears while enduring the pain. The pain would raise every couple of second and with each shock of pain, the kid would lose part of the hope that he had of surviving. He would experience so intense pain that he had never anticipated and all he could think of that “he is about to die.” This was the experience that I felt when I had a severe ear infection in both of my ears.
December 1996 was supposed to mark the end of my high school education and since I had consciously prepared for my core and elective courses, I had nothing to be afraid of; the future looked promising. Then December 3rd came, the day that marked the beginning of my final exams. I woke up that morning feeling hopeful and a little anxious which was perfectly normal. Then we went to the exam hall and settled to start the exam, then all hell broke loose; I started feeling dizzy, cold and sick. I remember vomiting which was accompanied by a throbbing headache but I didn’t remember much after that.
"There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the of hurrying existence. There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder; robberies that leave man of woman for ever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer-committed to no sound except that of low moans in the night, seen in no writing except that made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish and early morning tears. Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear." George Eliot (1819-80), English novelist,editor. Felis Holt, the Radical, Introduction (1866).What is pain? In the American Heritage Dictionary, pain is referred to as "an unpleasant sensation occurring in varying degrees of severity as a consequence of injury, disease, or emotional disorder." The word is rooted in Middle English, from an Old French piene, from Latin poena, meaning "penalty or pain", and from Greek pointe, meaning "penalty." Pain is a very realistic problem that many individuals face daily.
Pain, suffering, poverty, disease, anguish, and many other forms of negativity are aspects of our lives that are as necessary as they are unfortunate. If we couldn’t feel pain, we wouldn’t know how to appreciate all of the ways we have been blessed. In an absence of suffering we could never know what bliss is. Without disease and anguish we would never search for answers and cures so that others would not share a similar fate. Pain in the world I feel is greatly unappreciated. Suffering and its’ kind is generally viewed as negative but without it one could never have a hero, there would be no charity for the needy, and no one could feel compassion for the ill.