I was born without a smile; a rare, congenital facial paralysis called 7th Nerve Palsy. When I was born, my entire right side of my face was limp. When I cried for the first time, only half of me cried, the other half was still. I scared my parents, the doctors, and anyone who happened to see me that day. At home, I never realized anything was wrong with me, because no one ever pointed it out. I used to think it was strange that I couldn’t keep the toothpaste in my mouth when I brushed my teeth, and how I seemed to drool, but no one else did. My parents wanted to protect me, so they never told me. At the age of 5, I entered kindergarten, and I was quickly made aware of my condition. It was picture day, and I was standing in line with the
rest of the class waiting for the classic “hugging a fake tree” picture. It was soon my turn, I hugged the plastic tree, and the photographer said, “Smile!” I raised my muscles into what I thought was a smile, but the photographer frowned, “Come on really smile, don’t mess around.” I was confused, I didn’t know what he meant. Soon enough, I had enough of him scolding me, and I cried. I didn’t think I was doing anything wrong, but apparently to him I was. My teacher stepped in and explained something to him that even I didn’t know; I couldn’t smile. I realized that day that I was different, and I felt cheated, like I was denied something that I needed to be human. I wanted to look the same as everyone else, since I felt so alienated a smile. I went to see a plastic surgeon and he told me the words I so desperately wanted to hear, “I can give you a smile.” I was surprised, yet scared. He told me that it would be countless surgeries, and a lot of recovery in order to get what I wanted. I was ready to be happy, and to show others that I was, so I nodded my head, and soon I was under the knife. After the first surgery, I remember waking up in the post-op center of the hospital, and my plastic surgeon came in holding a mirror. He helped me sit up, and told me the words, “Smile!” I shook my head, not wanting the same incident to happen again. However, this time he told me, “Go ahead, you have one now.” I stared at myself in the mirror, and smiled. What I saw, brought me to tears. I saw just the slightest little grin on the paralyzed side of my face. It hurt like hell because of the swelling, but I cried because I had one. I had something I always wanted; a smile. I could now hug that hollow tree with confidence, and keep the toothpaste in my mouth, and not drool all over the sofa whenever I took a nap. Most importantly, I could now express emotions that I couldn’t before. I can now smile when I’m happy, frown when I’m sad, and finally do a duckface, even though I dislike the trend. The fact of the matter is, I can now do these things, and this one man helped me to achieve this. The work of a surgeon is like the work of God; they can save a life, or they can end it. My surgeon gave me a smile, something I will always be grateful for. I want to become just like him, and give people something they never had before. I want to help others, and I want people to be so happy that they cry in the post-op area like I did. I know the only way I can do this, is to go to college.
Purpose- To identify the functions of the cranial nerve of the peripheral nervous system such as the olfactory, optic, oculomotor, trochlear, trigeminal, abducens, facial, vestibulocochlear, glossopharyngeal, vagus, accessory, and the hypoglossal nerves. I will examine these functions with a series of behavior tests on my partner who is Jazmine Cooley to see if all nerves are functioning properly and if they are not, then this will be considered an identified dysfunction of a cranial nerve which is a diagnosis.
Neuropathy is classified by the locations of nerves that are affected. It can also be classified by the disease that is causing it. An example of this would be diabetic neuropathy, which is caused by the
The effects of multiple disabilities are often both multiplicative and interactive. Cerebral Palsy is a disability that originates from damage to the central nervous system, but which is often accompanied by sensory, communication, orthopedic, learning and cognitive abilities. The complex nature of cerebral palsy is related to differences in causation and the nature and degree of motor involvement. In this paper, Cerebral Palsy will be defined and described, followed by discussion of conditions that frequently occur with this disability. A description of the impact of cerebral palsy on physical and communication development will also be discussed.
Gazing upon my sister, it was as though she had been replaced by her complete opposite. Where once her face had been covered with smiles all of the time, her face was now contorted with grief, and it looked like she would never smile again. Her look could only be described as a small child who has lost a toy in the sand box.
It is so sad not being able to respond to their question but all I do is say, ‘’Well I did many things’’, but instead they talk to one another and say, ‘’ how can she do it, it must be terrifying.’’ My neighbors straight up where assuming differences between me and them.All I can think of that response is that even if I have this condition it does not mean that I’m also human, I make mistakes like anyone, and will try to fix them like anyone else. (Question
Celebral Palsy Cerebral Palsy is a condition that affects thousands of infants each year. Though not contagious it does seem to be a mild epidemic. The condition is a paralysis of the brain, causing limited movement, speaking ability, or muscle control for the afflicted child. In most cases the brain is unable to relay the information required for movement. A permanent brain injury that occurs before, during or shortly after birth.
From the moment my parents told me, I confronted emotions and issues that many adults have never faced.
At the age of twelve, I was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes. I remember the whole event of my diagnosis. At first, I thought that it was fun to have, because I had no understanding of what diabetes meant. People found out at school, and It gave me a lot of attention. As time progressed, I realized that I would have to eventually give myself shots. It gave me a wake up call. I eventually figured out that I would not be able to get rid of diabetes, because it is permanent. It was not a game, it was real life. I couldn't just turn off the video game and have it be done. Diabetes caused me to grow up really fast compared to most of my friends. I gave myself my first shot at the age of 12 and a half. I had to test my own blood sugar four times
I was fourteen years old when my life suddenly took a turn for the worse and I felt that everything I worked so hard for unexpectedly vanished. I had to become an adult at the tender age of fourteen. My mother divorced my biological father when I was two years old, so I never had a father. A young child growing up without a father is tough. I often was confused and wondered why I had to bring my grandfather to the father/daughter dance. There was an occurrence of immoral behavior that happened in my household. These depraved occurrences were often neglected. The first incident was at the beach, then my little sisters’ birthday party, and all the other times were overlooked.
The day before my fifth birthday, Mother became ill. Now I know that it was because we did not have enough food. I remember she always ate last. We went to the local hospital but we were turned away because Father said the sign read 'local residents only.'
I was 6 years old when I found out I had epilepsy. My mom was sitting at her desk on the phone with her, then boyfriend. I was laid out across the couch asleep. When I awoke, I felt my face begin to tingle and gradually my entire to shake. I was aware of my surroundings, but yet, I couldn’t control my body. I was panicking because there was nothing I could do, I recall peeing on myself. My mother panicked because she hadn’t experienced this before. She quickly hung up on her now, husband and called 911.
As I assert my biophysical to the best of my current knowledge, during the time of my mother pregnancy she was very healthy; therefore I was born without any form of complications. I also had no form of physical birth defects at birth. Neither of my parents never used nor suffer from any form of substance abuse. My mother’s health history consists of the fact that she is a diabetic and also has hypertension. My father health history consists of hypertension and heart disease. Unfortunately, my mother could not recall many milestones from adolescent years, but those she does remember are that I started walking at around six months old and by the time I was one-year-old I was potty-trained. Unlike most kids by the age of two, I knew how to spell
Children’s Reaction – my parents really wanted me or “I could have had a disease”
Everytime I tried to take a bite of my food Tamar, would have me dying of laughter with all of her jokes. After about twenty minutes of going on and on about our summer vacations and what not, I was able to finally take a bite of my foot. Surprisingly, the food made me sick on the stomach instantly. I began throwing up out of nowhere. The school nurse rushed in to assist the situation. Around me I saw a bunch of sick looking faces. It seemed like my sickness traveled through the cafeteria like a plague. Ten minutes passed and I finally stopped throwing up. My last first day of school was cut short all because I got sick. The nurse made me call my mother so that I could go home.
The truth always seemed to be slant in my family when it came to my mom’s health. She had been sick to for as long as I can remember. I knew when she was sick but never knew why. But when my father gave me a petite