He has had heart surgery, and as stated above, hospitalizations, for various reasons. However, when compared with others, it is amazing that his health did not begin to decline until he was well into his 70s. Hayward has always been very independent and has taken pride in his ability to care for his family, so it has been more difficult for him to accept help from his children. He shared that he does not like that they “try to control” him. Hayward did express some regret that he has been unable to travel back to his hometown, for 20 years, due to his health and finances.
However, similar aspects of growth were present as well. The death I experienced that led to my growth was that of my grandmother. One difference between the death of my grandmother and the death of Anoosh was the circumstances. Unlike Anoosh, my grandmother was not only old, her health had been failing for a long time. Also while Marji saw her uncle right before she knew he was about to be executed by her own government, I was not prepared for my grandmother’s death and I had not seen her for several months.
In 1966, while Dr. Oliver Sacks was on the staff of a New York hospital, he came across some very unusual patients. About a third of all victims died, and others could not sleep and so lost their lives as well. Still others fell into a deep coma in which they spent the rest of their lives. Ultimately, their long illness cost them a great deal because they never grew beyond the time almost fifty years before when they caught the disease. Most passed away in the years following their treatment, but they taught doctors much about chemical therapy and gave new insights into how the human brain works.
In 1993, Peterson’s left arm was weakened because of a stroke. As a child, Oscar Peterson’s dad wasn’t around often. He would have to leave for long periods of time, as long as fourteen days, just for his job. Oscar Peterson has gone through many different stories of racism. One day, he saw his friend, Ray Brown, had gotten a fresh new cut.
My older brother Larry has been in and out of jail since he was 17 years old for hanging out with the wrong crowd. Soon after my brother’s first arrest, my mother lost strength in both her knees and was unable to stand and walk for long periods of time, which made it impossible to work. She developed blood clots in her legs. I was home for spring break during my first year of college when a blood clot in my mother’s leg traveled to her heart and killed her. My father’s health also worsened during this time.
That’s the reason I am only applying to Internal Medicine as my career; I am the type of person who has always had an acute awareness of other people’s suffering, which has led me to be an empathetic and caring physician. Whether it is a patient who is non-compliant with his hypertensive medications, or someone fighting with the pancreatic cancer, my job as an internist is to help them
Just when I thought that was frightening, almost exactly two years later, my dad suffered a second stroke. He might not make it, they said, and for over a month, he couldn’t even say one word. That’s what made me think about the choices we make when it comes to our health. At 45 years old, my father had already suffered two strokes, what was in store for me? That’s when I realized that being healthy is not just an option for me; it’s a way of living.
The last doctor he had prescribed 100 Percocet and 100 Valium per month. The two drugs were poison for my uncle. He was lost his job and he lost his family. Nothing was more important to him than those drugs. It took years before he really recovered.
In the article titled, "The Lived Experience Of Pediatric Burn Nurses Following Patient Death." (Kellogg), nurses who work in the pediatric burn unit are interviewed about what they do as well as how they deal with the loss of patients. The conclusion of these interviews is that these individuals do not feel well prepared enough on how to properly handle the death of a patient and they all seemed to agree that grief counseling would have greatly increased their ability to get through these tough losses without starting to hate their job or not doing their job well enough. Another real life account comes from a working NICU nurse whom I interviewed named Clorinda Bryant. She told me all about how she absolutely loves her job and how she loves working with all the babies, but she concluded that by saying that it is a tough job to perform because “these babies have just come into this world and it seems unfair that sometimes they are taken out of it so quickly.” (Bryant) She told me how the hospital she works at does not have any services available to its workers regarding counseling and that if they need help dealing with a loss, they are expected to get their help outside of work and not deal with it there.
My personal perception of nursing is an occupation that requires lots of love, patience, empathy, care for others, dedication and skills. A nurse is the one that stays by his/her patients’ side as they are experiencing pain or even death. Nurses do more than bathing the patients or offering them pain medications. They are there to provide comfort and emotionally connect with their patients. When I was young, I was hospitalized for appendicitis.
She often refferred to a paper with the patients history of problems and she grabbed things they needed for tests for the patients well-being. She was helped by a nurse 's aid. If they needed answers they usually went to the doctors or went back to their patient information for more insight. A typical day for Cindy was woke up, checked on al her patients, took vitals and then prepared them for any tests or surgeries they needed for the day. Some things I thought was cool was the relationship she had with some of her patients.