My first Migraine In a normal school day 3 years ago, me and my friends were heading back to class after the break having a heated discussion whether the tuna sandwich is better than the chicken. Suddenly my vision wasn’t clear and I couldn’t hear what they were saying. Then, I sat on my chair at the back of the class and my friend was waving her hand to grab my attention. She walked to my place and kept calling my name and it was the most annoying sound I’ve ever heard, as if she is screaming in my ear. I felt pressure on my body as if the air pushed it down and the blood fluid up to my forehead and ripped my veins, it is the most painful experience I’ve ever had. My face started twitching and my hands started shivering. That was all I remembered
They called the schools’ nurse and moved me to her office. One of my friends said that I was responding, as a matter of fact, they wanted to call my mothers’ phone however I refused and told them to call my father instead them I stopped responding. Afterwards my father arrived and two of my friends hopped into the car with and we went to the hospital. Eventually my father called my mom and told her, she panicked as expected and rushed to the hospital. I was just waking up; when I glimpsed my mother I passed out again. She took my friends back to school and my father asked the nurse to stay and call him when I wake up, he went to fill papers and talk to the doctor. Anyway I woke up 30 minutes later and everything was alright. At last, I was dismissed by the evening and went back home, skipped two days of school and everyone was calling and checking if I’m doing well. As a final point, it was the hardest time I’ve ever been in. On the other hand, I realized how much my parents and friends care about me, I wish there was another way to realize it. And I learned to be thankful for being healthy.
I felt terrible. My head wouldn't let up, every broken bone or bruise in my body seemed to be on fire, and I was extremely dizzy, even though I was just sitting. And I really, really wanted some water, but the kitchen was too far away.
This weekend I was paired up with a nurse from the floating pull. It was a very interesting experience. For the first time since the beginning of the semester I can say that I was faced with a lot of critical thinking situations. I spend the day running around reminding my nurse of things he forgot or task we had to finish. It was already 2:00 pm and I still hadn’t performed an assessment on a patient, at this point I remember what Mrs. McAdams had said before “ we are in the hospital to help but our main priority is to learn and practice our skills” so I made the critical-thinking decision to tell my nurse that I needed to at least complete an assessment and since we were about to discharged a patient I could performed a final assessment on him before going home. I performed my assessment, had time to document and helped my nurse with the discharged. This weekend was a very challenging clinical for me but I also learned a lot. I learned to managed my time better, be proactive in my clinical experience and I also found my voice.
My kids have had no childhood illnesses other than chickenpox, which they both contracted while still breastfeeding. They too grew up on a healthy diet, homegrown organics etc. Not to the same extent as I did, though, as I was not quite as strict as my mother, but they are both healthier than I have ever
My parents had begun to pick up their voices too, and I could now hear them consistently coming through the walls but I still wasn’t able to make out just what it was they were talking about. It was like they were drunks and their speech was all
I blacked out. Minutes later I was hearing the medic lady trying to communicate with me while she was strapping me down to the stretcher.
I slowly wake up, and it must have been hours later. I looked down and my leg was gone. I could feel a searing pain rush through my body. My leg was bandaged up around the cut, but I could still imagine how it looked. Blood was dripping from the bandages. I could not take it anymore. Right there I shut my eyes, and never again were they opened. My family was traumatized at my death.
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My First Memory- Personal Narrative I’ve had many memories during my lifetime, many good, and some bad. My
Throughout the years, students have made it known how much they detest school lunches. So much, in fact, it’s become a well known element in every high school movie. The main characters meet up in the cafeteria, ready to discuss the matter at hand, but pause to comment on the egregious quality of the school provided food. Although the plot is fiction, the fact that every student has qualms about their school lunches remains true; especially at McKeel Academy of Technology.
After I was sitting on the sidewalk like if nothing had happened; I was just so numb. Then the paramedics arrived and started asking me questions but at the time I didn’t know what was happening until I saw that the paramedic had those sunglasses with reflections on them and I saw myself in the reflections.
floor as if a metal spike ready to puncher my skin. I had come to the
I was just riding my bike across the street, then LIGHTS OUT! Waking up in pain, then going back to sleep.Waking up very cold on those body carriers taking me to a cold, dark room feeling the pain as if somebody was putting tiny sharp knives in my forehead.
School lunch is one of the better parts of school, you get to spend a half hour with your friend and eat food. What’s better than that? Some of the people at the table we used during lunch was Derick, James and me. We had lunch every day from 12:21 to 12:51.
After completing a long, and suffering journey of high school, I thought I was just starting a new chapter in my life but as always life can be unpredictable and can change everything in blink of an eye. i have never imagined that in my 18 years of my life i would face many adversity. Everyone endure some sort of pain and obstacles in their life, but it takes a few to overcome these adversities. My challenges have tested my strength, my academic, and my faith.
caused me to slip and bang my head. When I awoke, I felt dazed, cold