Personal Narrative: Life After Giving Birth

I’ve been waiting since I’ve declared to be a nursing major to attend my very first clinical and finally last Saturday on October 17th I attended my first clinical at the Ludlowe Center for Health & Rehabilitation. It felt just like the first day of school! I woke up at 6 am and I felt anxious, sacred, and nervous, but also beyond excited to see what’s ahead of me for the morning. The clinical lasted from 7 am to 1pm, which at first seemed like a really long time but the excitement carried me away and it felt a lot shorter. The early morning was filled with activities that resembled what I have learned in my foundations class. I had the opportunity to visit five different patients and from each of those patients I experienced and

This past weekend I embarked on a journey, and no probably not the journey you think of. This weekend I had to take home the Real Care Baby project. Going into this project I was not really quite sure what to expect. I mean I have heard stories about how this baby project is an awful experience and how it will ruin my weekend. For example, just walking into the parenting room to pick up my baby a teacher laughed when she heard I was going to be taking home the baby and said, “You have to take the baby home? That is awful, it was easily the worst weekend of my High School years.” Hearing this did not really sit well with me and needless to say I became nervous of what the weekend would hold for me. At this point I guess

At first I only made small changes. At first I only made small changes. I started walking around my neighborhood on the weekends. I signed up for a spin class, and even went to see a nutritionist.

I don’t recall having a hard time learning how to read. It was one of those things that just came easily to me for some reason. For the most part I enjoyed reading as well. The only time I didn’t enjoy reading was when I didn’t understand a certain word or a certain phrase. One of the strongest memories I have from learning to read was when I was unable to pronounce the word “the”.

Out of all the experiences I have had in my life, one of the most memorable ones would be having gastric bypass surgery. There are so many things I went through to get to where I am now. I could never explain every single detail of what I went through or how it made me feel, but I can summarize the process and how it has helped me change for the better. After gaining 75 pounds while being pregnant for my daughter, I had lost all hope of losing the weight and returning to the person I was before. Depression had set in and I did not know where to turn. No one could fix things or make everything alright again. So I took the first steps to bettering my life.

The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G. I was so excited for the year due to the fact that i got to experience Y&G with my brother. Little did I know that senior year changed my brother.

Becoming a single mother was one of the hardest things to do in my life. I was only nineteen years old and new to the world. I had just gotten out of a five year relationship when I met this guy on social media, a few weeks later we finally met in person. Fast-forward about four months later, I was still working as a manager at one of our local fast food restaurants and just wasn’t feeling the greatest. One of the employees suggested that I could be pregnant, I didn’t think that it was possible since I did my part and was on the Pill, and still currently taking it. I waited a few weeks the flu like symptoms, sick stomach, sensitive skin, random headaches; finally giving in and went and bought a test. When it came back positive I was in disbelief. I made my appointment at our local pregnancy center to get my confirmation letter. The confirmation letter is required to go visit an actual OBGYN. The appointment was two days before my twentieth birthday, I also had to inform the father of the child I was carrying. During my entire appointment my phone would not stop ringing either from phone calls from him or text messages, he was calling to insist for me to “get rid of it”, that I wouldn’t be a fit mother, that I don’t know what I’m doing, I don’t know what I’m getting into. I decided to keep the baby and refused to give into his demands to terminate the pregnancy. He always made sure to remind me that my child wasn’t planned, he didn’t want another

Leaving homosexuality is a lot easier than changing one’s diet and maintaining a healthy weight, according to a Christian who used to be a gay man.

The sun's beating down on me and sweats dripping down my face. I set up for a throw down at second, the pitcher starts her wind up and I take two steps closer to second. Our catcher set up for the outside pitch, but misses her spot and hits down the middle. The hitter loads up and swings hitting the ball to our second baseman. The play totally changes at that point three seconds of time. Now instead of a throw down steal were turning a double play. I run as fast as I could from my spot at short my cleats digging deep into the dirt pumping my arms to run faster to get to second, I watch the ball get with the picture, i thought is was going to get through our second baseman but at the very last second she dives out landing hard on the ground but manages to stop the ball. Im at the base and yell “flip two! Flip two”! She does, but my footwork is backwards and I hit the base with my left foot, leaving my body open to get slid into. I catch the ball from the second baseman to get the force out at two and jump up to try to avoid the slide, but the player from the opposing team put her cleats up to break up the double play. I feel her metal spikes dig into my chins, a sharp stabbing pain flies through my body. The ball goes flying out of my hand a rocket to the fence over the first baseman's head. I come down and on the player from the opposing team and my head smacks against the ground. Pain

Before iI was adopted I was treated like crap. I was abused and was stuck in my room all the time. I could not come out. I was miserable.I would run away because I was afraid, but end up always getting caught by the police and put back in the home. I was put in several foster care home and several group homes the foster care homes treated me like another kid on the block . the group homes were nice they provided me with a place to live and a education my mom would come visit me once a month check on me and then live tell next visit

For most of my life, I felt like a stranger to everyone around me, including my family. It shouldn’t have been shocking; I was adopted. I cannot pinpoint the exact moment I knew that, because in a way I always knew. I am an Asian-American from South Korea, and I was brought into this country on August 4th, 1999. My adoptive parents refer to this day as my “Gotcha Day.”

In the past, I was not exercising until few years ago and I became very ill and overweight. My doctor and a personal trainer suggested that I start doing some type of form of exercise at least for 30 minutes 3-4 times each week. Instantly, I began to notice that I felt a lot better and had more energy to do my daily tasks and was able to believe in myself more.

I was blessed enough to grow up with every single one of my family members being happy, healthy, and all just a short walk away. Every one of my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins live in the same neighborhood as me. The only time I ever had to visit the hospital was when my grandmother got knee replacement surgery.

Dossey and Keegan (2016) informs us of the Theory of Environmental Adaption which emphasizes healthy environmental practices by focusing external support that promotes the healing process, such as a well-balanced diet and psychological wellness. The self-assessment questionnaire in Dossey and Keegan confirmed the Taking Charge of Your Health and Wellness survey results for my areas of weakness. Consequently, there were three challenging areas from my self-assessment; these areas are intertwined with all of them dealing with my physical health. The first is physical and nutritional scoring nine out of fifteen, in the second areas of concern, physical exercise, my score was a three out of fifteen and the last and lowest score of two out of

Becoming a father in my life was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Living for someone else and not just yourself is a special feeling. Knowing that it is your sole duties in life are now to love, provide, teach, mentor, discipline and love some more. I always hear people say “ Im don 't think I 'm ready to be a parent.” and to be honest I do not think anyone is ready to be a parent. I can still remember like it was yesterday the day my son was born. The feelings leading up to the day he was born were the most nerve racking days of my life.