A case is presented at the hospital of a 2-month-old child, diagnosed with down syndrome, and currently recovering from a case of bronchiolitis. The child, Elisa, is also diagnosed with Tetralogy of Fallot, and she will undergo surgery to correct this defect once she has had time to recover from her bronchiolitis. Elisa is the sixth child or Maria and Hector. She has three brothers and two sisters who range in age from 10 to 25 years old.
“I carried my bags of groceries on into the kitchen and
His hair shimmered in the light, illuminating the golden colour of the highlights in his hair. His hands were hovering over a large sheet of white paper, a pencil in hand. I deeply inhaled. He was… "Beautiful," I mumbled,
I put in everything except my new suit and an old one and two pairs of shoes and two hats, and my books. I carried the books into the sitting-room and stacked them on the table, the ones I had brought from home and the ones Father said it used to be a gentleman was known by his books; nowadays he is known by the ones he has not returned and locked the trunk and addressed it. The quarter hour sounded. I stopped and listened to it until the chimes ceased.
She had never before seen the meadow by moonlight. They lay serene and still, wrapped in thin veils of drifting mist. She found the path quite easily. … ‘Hannah dear,’ she said, struggling to control her panting breath. ‘Wake up! ‘Tis Kit.
Monday as all past weeks has been one day a little hard for me as I am always nervous and I feel like I will not know how to act if an emergency situation arises. I was not able to sleep all night thinking about what I was going to find next day on the third floor. Today was a very exhausting day. Filled with many challenges and new things for me. It was the first time that I was with someone who had caution precaution because of C diff or Clostridium difficile infection and Methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA) infection.
Day 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.
Don’t mess with my blanket. (Smile) we was running a little behind. My prince wanted more bedtime this mornin’ plus I had to put our basket together, didn’t have time
Defeating Hep C Having Hepatitis C was an enormous obstacle in my life. But, through the advancements in medical technology, emotional resilience, having spiritual faith with family support, I was able to get through the treatments and be cured of the disease. My daughter also struggled and overcame the disease. After being diagnosed with Hep C in 1997, I was in complete denial because I had no physical symptoms of the disease. In fact, I did not believe the physicians at that time.
When I was first diagnosed with ulcerative colitis, a common colon disease, I had no idea what it was. It wasn’t until several tests and explanations from multiple doctors that my parents and I started to understand the extent of the problem. Although it didn’t seem like it would be a big deal, it quickly took over my entire life. Dealing with the condition meant chronic pain, medication, and many more doctors’ visits. Fortunately, my case wasn’t too severe.
Mama was looking down; her hands were placed on her belly, to hold the wrapper from untying itself or to keep her bread and tea breakfast down. “My body does not feel right,” she mumbled. “I asked if you were sure you wanted to stay in the car.” Mama looked up. “I’ll come with you.
The roads became more broken down. Suddenly the beeping of the cars startled my thoughts and my world unfroze. I felt the droplets accumulating under my eyes. Tears began rolling down my face. It was at that moment that I realized how honored I was to have everything
What? On Tuesday, October 27th, I volunteered at YWCA’s Secret Seconds Thrift Shop. The YWCA of Missoula is an organization that provides many services to women and their families in Missoula. Their mission, eliminating racism, empowering women and promoting peace, justice, freedom and dignity for all, is addressed through domestic and sexual violence programs, leadership programs, racial justice initiatives, and housing and rental assistance. The Secret Seconds Thrift Shop is a source of revenue for the YWCA, and one hundred percent of the proceeds go towards these programs that address their mission.
I provided her that warmth and protection from the bitter Wisconsin winter weather. She wore me so often that year that I started to fade and the velvety softness on my insides turned coarse after many washings. We were the best of buds and went everywhere together. So much so that she received the nickname “Little Red.” She didn’t even have red hair, so obviously they were referring to me.
My Converse seemed to carry me, after I had walked so slow for the two miles before that one. My backpack full of books slammed against the back of my back, forcing me to run faster. As soon as I arrived at my house, I unzipped my backpack and searched around for my house key. The door was jammed, just my luck, so it took twice as long as usual to get
