Personal Narrative: The Day I Break My Hip
The day i broke my hip I was at the indy 500 party, and then there has a zip line. My dad didn't see how high it was, but it was 8 feet. I was on the zip line, and I hung on to the handle and it fell down. I fell down and I landed on my left leg and I broke my hip. My dad took me to the emergency room in Huber Heights. They took a look, and I fragered my hip. So, they took me in an ambulance
Personal Narrative: Day Two Clinicals
597 Words | 3 PagesDay two clinicals. This day went so much smoother. I had the same two patient as the day before and one got discharged and I got a new patient. I feel like my second day I had an amazing relationship with my one patient. I got her to eat a little more that day because I knew what to talk to her about.
Personal Narrative: The Legacy Program
872 Words | 4 PagesUnable 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
Personal Narrative: A Trip To Jackson's Murder
669 Words | 3 PagesHello i 'm going to be telling you about the time I went to my friend Jackson’s house. This will include details about jeff the killer like he was killed in texas and other good facts. And how a game of hide and go seek can turn into find the hurt friend and hope he does not seek us And I quote You would not believe were we found him. I learned any body can get hurt.
Personal Narrative: One Recovery
583 Words | 3 PagesThe 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.
Personal Narrative: Kindergarden When I Break My Arm
415 Words | 2 PagesMy arm felt like it was going to fall off ! I didnt know what happned to my arm ,It just hurt like crazy!
Personal Narrative: The Baseball Injury
752 Words | 4 PagesThe Baseball Injury One day, Bobby went to his baseball game in Miami, Florida. His game was at 7:00 p.m. and he lives 2 hours away from Miami. He had to be there at 4:30 p.m. Bobby left at 2:00 p.m. and arrived there at 4:15 p.m. Bobby went to the locker room and got ready for the game with his teammates.
Personal Narrative: My Fall Walk
243 Words | 1 PagesMy fall walk started on a bright, and sunny day. The birds were chirping and flying through the sky. The wind was blowing the red, yellow and orange leaves off the branches of the trees. Walking through the grass, I heard the sound of dry leaves crunching under my feet. My neighbors had different fall decorations in their yard.
Personal Narrative: My ACL Tear Journey At The Hospital
624 Words | 3 PagesMy 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.
Personal Narrative: Lake Tahoe
1002 Words | 5 PagesThe drive was almost unbearable, but the thought of spending the week in the snow with family kept me going. It was only a four hour drive, but at 9 years old, it felt like an eternity. The scenery slowly changed from flat land, to rolling hills. The hills were covered in yellow dying grass, but they were still beautiful. Then we started to make the climb.
Personal Narrative: Boston Marathon Bombing
1044 Words | 5 PagesAnother time I walked down our stairs, and it slipped. Six months after the first time falling, I needed surgery. Normally on a Friday morning, I would have ridden the bus to school and hung around until class started. Instead, I hopped into my mom’s suburban, and we rode to St. Gabriel’s Hospital in Little Falls.
Personal Narrative: My Passion For Healthcare
74 Words | 1 PagesMy passion for healthcare lies with patient care. I enjoy taking care of patients and their family. I have chosen to become a family nurse practitioner because I can combine nursing and medicine to provide a higher level of care to my patients. As a nurse practitioner will be able to make an impact on my patient’s health through, health promotion, disease prevention, managing acute and chronic conditions and improving patient’s health (Wynne,
Personal Narrative: When I Dislocated My Finger
251 Words | 2 PagesI remember when I dislocated my finger in football. I was 12 years old and it was the beginning of practice. I remember that I was wearing my football gear. It was also sunny and hot. Before I dislocated my finger, I was running football plays.
Snowboard: A Personal Analysis
501 Words | 3 PagesAlthough I landed, I broke two bones in my left leg. I am constantly reminded that my thoughtless decision could have actually killed me. It seemed too easy and so awesome, that I got caught up in the moment and just decided to do it. Even though it may not sound very traumatic, it still tremendously changed my life. It has given me a whole new perspective on life, and how frail yet valuable we are.
Personal Narrative: A Quickest Emergency Room
206 Words | 1 PagesI remember it like it was yesterday. The sound of my arm snapping as I fell down to the ground. People laughing. My arm being curved. I remember the sounds and sights of the day I broke my arm.
Personal Narrative: When I Break My Pinky
229 Words | 1 PagesLast year when I was 12, i broke my pinky and i could not go to school. At first i was playing tips on the courtyard outside of class with my friends. One of my friends threw the ball and i tried to catch it but the ball landed on my pinky. My pinky was bending where it was not supposed to bend. One of my other friends came up to me and said “I 'm a doctor, i can help.
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