Second semester of my sophomore year is when my life got flipped around. It was the middle of the season for basketball when I was struck by a knee on my shoulder at practice. I didn 't think much about it at the time, all I knew was that I was in pain. I was a starting post on JV as well as a full time varsity player. The last thing I needed was to get injured when my basketball career was just getting started.That day started a winding road that has not found an end even to this day. Doctors appointments after doctors appointments, they just couldn 't find what was wrong with my shoulder. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Injection after injection, just trying to find a cure for my pain, but nothing seemed to be …show more content…
I had thought finally problem solved, now I 'm on my way to recovery! Oh how I was so wrong about that. Once again I had to face those dreaded IV’s again but this time I was too out of it and to weak to even care. I was given lots of medicine and lots of fluids with a nurse constantly checking on me as my pulse was in the low twenties and the buzzer kept going off if it was below thirty or thirty five. Later that night I was released from the hospital thinking that the worst was behind me. Yet how wrong I was again. Just a couple days after my accident a raging migraine started to develop. I 've had migraines before but this one was unlike any other one I had felt before, and it was accompanied by a fever, chills, and nausea. I went to our family doctor as I was instructed to if I began to have these symptoms after surgery. After refusing to help us there I went to the urgent care nearby. With an alarming pulse of 248 and a monstrous migraine I was referred back to the hospital and was admitted into the emergency room. Once I was there I went through the same routine of checking vitals and the dreaded needles, but this time when they tried to get the IV in they didn 't get it in the first or second time not even the third try but instead two blown out veins later and the third different nurse the eighth miserable and painful time was the charm. At this point I was screaming and crying which made my head hurt even more and my overall well being had declined. I was given a few
So now that he was unable to get IV access, he had to obtain an intraosseous infusion (IO). Upon insertion of the IO, you could hear the drill perforate through the tibia. Through the access, Narcan was administered. The advance support provider then took over to establish an advanced airway. He was asking for certain equipment and I can remember feeling my adrenaline pump through my veins, it was really a mix of
My eyes were closed. I could not move, but I could hear everything. Doctors were yelling and frantically scurrying all around me. I could hear the shouting of medicines and dosages as doctors pushed fluids into my IV. Suddenly, everything went blank, and that 's all I remember from my first hospitalization.
Unable to straighten my leg I became very panicked but my coach assured me that I would be ok. Little did he know that it was going to be a life altering injury. The next day I went to my doctor’s office to get my knee checked out (I was still worried because my knee was still
I did whatever they told me and ended up out of the hospital in less that five days. I was back to normal in less than two weeks, although my mom was not convinced and I was not allowed to do basically anything. Courage is shown in the simplest things; I would not have been able to get through this without courage and hope. My spine surgery is associated with the novel To Kill a Mockingbird because of the courage shown in the tough
Andrew, my older brother, in middle of the road he was tired to keep ride the ox for 1 month. He asked me to replace him, so he can get some sleep. But then I do not have any experience of riding ox, that cause our wagon go wrong trail. The sky was dark like almost rain, I was panic. Everyone was in poor health because digest least food.
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.
My ACL Tear Journey At The Hospital A quick turn on a soccer field led me to the worst experience in my life. A while back in my sophomore year I tore my ACL while I was practicing for my first soccer game of the school year. I made a quick turn without positioning my feet correctly on the ground. I thought that I broke my knee, but I never knew that after that day I would have experienced the worst day a month after on February 15th.
This experience taught me four main things about life, things I may have never known about if I wouldn’t have had to handle this type of adversity. First It showed me how humbling life can be. Before my injury I felt so close to accomplishing my goal, I was talking to college coaches and had visits to schools lined up. One day later I was laid in a hospital bed wondering if I would ever be able to walk again.
How Trauma Gave Me Strength People are shaped into the people they are and their personality based on their childhood, how they were raised, and taught as a child. It not only creates a person and changes their attitude towards life, but it also helps people decide what they want to accomplish later in life. The first few years of my childhood were not easy, both my parents were in an accident and passed away in the first 3 years of my life.
Unfortunately, one of the IVs infiltrated when we started a NS bolus. I was very upset about this because the patient was in pain due to the infiltration. My nurse explained that this does not make me a “bad” nurse. It happens to everyone, even the most experienced nurse. Fortunately, the patient was also very understanding, and was not upset.
I was told my mother was on her way and would meet me there. The two words, "Emergency Room" made me think football might be over, When we finally arrived at the hospital; the paramedics took me to an empty bed where my Mom was already waiting. I have never like hospitals, everyone always sounds like they are going to die and the constant long drawn out beeps from the heart monitors always going off. The smell in the hospital didn’t help either. The nurse came in with a needle that in my memory looked long enough to go through my arm. "