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journey on becoming an Oncology Nurse by getting my CNA this past summer. Now I am looking for a job as a CNA, which is very challenging with my busy schedule. I am currently deciding on the perfect nursing school for me. Trying to decide my home for the next four years is very difficult and intimidating. I know this journey will not be easy, but with this career hitting so close to home I know it is something I am very passionate about.
when I was ten years old I lost my grandpa, it was a very bad experience for me but it made me stronger. I remember when he taught me how to catch a baseball, ride a bike, mow the lawn and a lot of other things that I will forever cherish in my heart. the memory I will never forget though is when he taught me everything I needed to know about baseball. we would always go outside together and he would do certain agilities with me to build my stamina, teach me how to catch a pop-fly and he would work on pitching with me which is actually one of my main position that I play today. baseball was a big part of my grandpas life and he always wanted me to play In the major leagues. once he passed away my motives for playing in the major leagues increased.
Everything I do in sports is all for him. On every pair of athletic shoes I have, there is a white ribbon with my Grandpa’s name on it. This reminds me each and every time I lace up my shoes to put in my best effort to honor him. I have learned that my time here on earth is not guaranteed and I should make the best of
In May of 2017 I will complete my junior year of nursing at Colby-Sawyer College, and I am applying for a summer student extern position on the hematology-oncology unit. Cancer has always in some way been a part of my life, it was always close by until one day it was standing right next to me. When my uncle was diagnosed with cancer it was decided that he would be living with my family when he when through chemotherapy. While caring for my uncle it was difficult because I did not have the skills to help him and did not fully understand cancer. It is my hope to change that by learning everything I can and in turn, provide the care I wish I could have provided to my uncle to other hematology-oncology patients.
Has God ever given you a mission? Has life ever been so hard, but you find the light to make it better for everyone? My Grandparents have always had a huge impact on my life and are very important to me. There has been ups and downs throughout the years but it is all for the better. In this hard journey I found the mission God is sending me on.
The Grandpa Game My siblings and I had Grandpa to measure the waist of the 20th century and make sense of it all. Our family World Book (expert on dinosaurs, skyscrapers, and planets) implied Grandpa should be dead. Average human life expectancy at birth is 68.5 years. Grandpa, born in Lithuania in 1902, should have keeled over around the time man walked on the moon.
My gyms head coach got me to state every year in the sport and I never would have made it so far and achieved so much if it wasn’t for him. He has made a major impact on my life growing up, I consider him my second dad. Sometimes it seemed that I spent more time with him than my actual dad. This past fall my coach got diagnosed with a rare type of cancer that is almost untreatable. It has really impacted me and my teammates.
So coming from family who had many health issues motivated to complete my nursing degree. I love helping people
We all have one person in our life that has helped make us who we are and challenges us to go one step further. That person is my grandpa Bill because he has been there for me and to cheer me on. Even when he couldn’t be there he would text me and say good luck and tell me to try my hardest.
When I think of the word labour, I think of my Grandpa Clayton. My Grandpa is the hardest working person I know. From what I know he spent most of his life on a farm and horse ranch on our Reserve, Pasqua First Nation. My Grandpa was also sent to Residential school as a child, and would only be at home with my Kokum and Mushom during the summers. The Grandma also tells me for awhile when my Grandpa Clayton was a young man he worked as an x-ray technician in Regina before moving back to the Reserve to take over the farm from my Mushom Tony.
To this day I can still hear all their sobs and sniffols, and remember when everyone came to say there last goodbye to grandpa. At the barrel I helped barre his ashes and give him his last hug from me and my last goodbye. I was so sad for weeks, and one day, we got a phone call. My grandma had gotten me something to remember my grandpa good by as a early christmas present.The object was something to hold his ashis in. I was still sad but it helped me get through with the pane.
When I was 3 years old I was diagnosed with leukemia, and had to experience all kind of treatments at a young age. One night I was admitted at the Bloom Hospital in El Salvador, diagnosed with acute leukemia, and was immediately admitted and taken to the emergency room. I experienced all kind of treatments and medication to treat the cancer, had many test and hair falling for months. I lived with this for two and a half years, and then after all of those years fighting the cancer and experiencing all kinds of treatments, I was released from the hospital. After being faced with such sickness, I started to become interested in being a doctor, mainly a pediatrician.
As a child, I never could have imagined that this one person would change my life so much in just seventeen short years. Everyone has a hero or someone they look up to, my grandmother just so happens to be that person. Since the day I was born she has lived with me and my family, which qualifies her to be much more than an average grandma. She took care of me when my parents were unable to, taught me new things, and shaped me into the person I am today.
I was visiting my brother in Massachusetts when I got sick on the airplane. I went to the emergency room and I was immediately admitted into the hospital. The doctor recognized my symptoms and immediately took action to medically treat my condition. I enjoyed my week stay in the hospital because the nurses and I became so close and the nurses were there for me when I needed them. The nurses kept me inform, comfort me by making me feel everything was going to be alright. The nurses that took care of me genuinely cared and guided me each step to recovery. This life changing experience gave me inspiration to continue my dream of becoming a
" Life is not measured by the breathes we take, but by the moments that take are breathe away" ( Hilary Cooper) Life is made up of a million moments, and memories. Each of these small or big effects or leaves an imprint on us in some way. Now, trying to pinpoint just one that has changed me, the way I look at life, people I hangout with, and the choices I make is extremley difficult. From family fights, to break ups, to deaths each has left thier little mark on me in a small way.
The enviornment i was raised in was a very nice and loving home. Before i moved in with my Aunt and Uncle which i call them my " mom and dad." My biological mother and farther were on drugs and they never took care of me so i lived with them for a little while and i was abused and etc. But i soon moved into my aunt and uncle house when i was ten years old. Ever since i lived them they have been the best parents ever i coudln't trade them for anything in this world. They did nothing but spoil me and just show me how any kids would want the attention from their parents. I hear nothing but stories about me from their coworkers its awesome. My mom is such an amazing women she made me who i am today, I couldn't ask for anyone better. I know i give her a little bit of drama everynow and then but that is