My Out Of Comfort Zone Project

Later that night, I would find out that I fractured my femur, clean into two. My doctor told me that I would be out from sports for at least nine to twelve months since it was an extreme injury. Normally, with being an athletic person, I was absolutely devastated. I knew that it was going to be a long recovery, but I did not know that it was going to be a mental setback as much as physical. At first it was nice to have my loved ones come around all the time to visit me and check up on me, but after a while they all moved on. They all headed off to enjoy their summer while I laid on the couch watching television and attempting to do some leg exercises. I had to have help with everything, which led to many arguments. Being independent, I abhorred the fact that I needed help with the simplest things, such as grabbing the remote or even getting up. I became so upset about it that I quit arguing about it. It led me into a lazy mindset that made me not feel as motivated to do things. Once I started physical therapy it felt as though nothing was changing. On our first day we had to so electroshock therapy on my thigh because I could not move the muscles on my

When my older sister, Molly, was ten years old, she was a temporary cripple. Molly went through a pretty big surgery that would stop her from tripping over her pigeon toed legs. While living a couple months in her wheelchair, an uncle of ours came to visit. His warm welcome to my sister was pushing her into a corner, locking her wheelchair, and calling her a windowlicker. Thankfully, my sister has tough skin. She took what others would find scarring, all as a joke. It is hard not to be reminded of the unexpected response my sister gave while reading the essay “I AM a Cripple” by Nancy Mairs. Within this essay, the author describes her life as a cripple suffering with MS. While sharing her thoughts and emotions (gerund) from

There may be instances where I will have to deal with a patient who have both cognitive and physical disabilities that I will have to be mindful of in order to provide the best care possible. I am confident that this internship has made me more prepared for those instances, and that I will handle them effectively. On a few occasions, I have had parents of the gymnasts come up to me and thank me for working with their child, and told me what I great job I did. One father came up to me, and thanked me for being so patient with his son. He said that his son had a great time, and at home kept saying how he, "hung out with the boys at gymnastics". Not only did this make me feel good, but also will be a reminder as I advance in my career to be mindful how I act. A simple thing as being patient and have a positive attitude can make a world of difference for someone I am dealing with, even though I might not recognize

I was taken back by how often I had to give verbal cues as to the condition of the road or sidewalk. In a place like old town, which is considered a historical landmark, Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA) regulations are not usually employed, so for a person with a disability this can be challenging to navigate as the sidewalks are narrow, unbalanced and obstructed. Every bump and crack in the road is a tripping hazard to someone whose vision is impaired. Keeping my patient from running into people or telephone poles and when to step up and down curbs was a task. Several times I had to walk behind her because the two of us could not fit side by side on the walking paths. In addition to the extremely slow walking pace we had to maintain to avoid falling, I would forget she could not see what I could see and kept telling her to look at this store or sculpture, she then would remind me she could not see it so I would then describe it to her or take her to the item so she could feel it for herself. Another thing I noticed is the amount of attention you suddenly get as strangers watch you with curiosity, whereas they would normally probably never have given us a second glance if we were not portraying a person with impairments. One concerned onlooker did approach us as we were going down uneven

During my junior year of high school, my father made the difficult decision to go live at the Veterans’ Home. For thirty-five years he had lived with Multiple Sclerosis, a debilitating disease characterized by the destruction of the myelin sheath insulating the nerve cells. This degradation affects all movement by slowing or altogether halting nerve impulses to the muscles. As a result, my father became permanently wheelchair-bound around the time I started kindergarten. By my junior year of high school, he struggled with even simple tasks such as writing, dressing, grooming, and eating. It reached the point where he could no longer live at home without round-the-clock care. This revelation was earth-shattering but not a shock. It was yet another natural progression of the disease. Still, this did not prepare me for the emotions I experienced.

The book called A Very Special Critter by Gina and Mercer Mayer is a book about a new kid named Alex coming to class who is in a wheelchair. One kid in the class was afraid because, he had never seen someone in a wheelchair before. The kid came into class the next day and everyone thought his wheelchair was super cool. Alex made a lot of friends. The book explains that know matter what disability a child has that there will always be someone there to support him/her. A child in their wheelchair may feel lonely and get down on their self because they are not like the other kids and can’t do what the rest of their friends are doing. However, that is not true, in today’s society, there are many sports and activities available for kids who have a disability.

The book called A Very Special Critter by Gina and Mercer Mayer is a book about a new kid named Alex coming to class who is in a wheelchair. One kid in the class was afraid because he had never seen someone in a wheelchair before. Alex came into class the next day, and everyone thought his wheelchair was super cool. Alex made a lot of friends. The book explains that no matter what disability a child has that there will always be someone there to support him/her. A child in their wheelchair may feel lonely and get down on themselves. Perhaps because they feel out of place, and feel as if they are incapable of what all their friends can do. However, that is not true. In today’s society, there are many sports and activities available for kids who have a disability (Mayer, 1992).

First was to use public transportation. My partner and I chose to ride the bus to catch a glimpse of what using a wheelchair in the bus would mean. I was the assistant in this case. At first I thought it would be an easy time working as an assistant. I expected to be given priority and special treatment as I had a ‘person on the wheelchair’ with me; but no. Boarding the bus was a bit difficult since the bus did not have enough space to accommodate the wheelchair. We needed help to get in as the floor of the bus was higher than the ground we stood on. In the bus, the wheelchair had to be folded while in the bus since the space to put it was limited.

The first lesson that I learned from the NSIP videos was how to communicate with someone in a wheel chair. I was unaware how strenuous it can be on an individual in a wheelchair to have to look up during conversation when someone is speaking with them closely. When speaking to an individual in a wheelchair one should attempt to grab a seat next to this person so that communication can happen at eye level. Individuals in wheelchairs also enjoy their personal space. Some people have been in a wheelchair so long that it has become a part of them. Because of this bond, these individuals feel like their personal space is being violated when anyone touches their wheelchair without asking. Whenever a person plans on helping out an individual with a disability, they should first ask if

I completed my wheelchair assignment at The walmart in Marianna Fl.I was only in there for a hour because this is my hometown they know me. And i had people continually asking what had happened and so forth.But I had a heck of a time getting into the chair from my car even with help. I wasn't sure if we had to start from the car but i did it to be safe.And me being 320 lbs did not make the hoisting of myself into the chair was hard. Then i had people looking at me like i had a disease and they had to help me anyway they could. They were holding the door open for me and anytime i dropped anything they didn't even give me a chance to pick it up myself .I remember that all the wheelchair ramps where on the side of the store and what i could buy

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My name is Jasmine and I had the experience to see what it would be like living with a right arm amputee. I was a little concern about this assignment because I didn’t know what to expect from others. I knew that not having the capability of using both arms would be challenging, but I did not really know how much work and stress it could put on the individual. Friday night at 9:00 until Saturday at 9:00 I was able to experience what it would be like if something had of happened to my arm and I couldn’t use it anymore. I wish that I have of waited to start the assignment before I took my shower, but unfortunately I wasn’t thinking at the moment. As i was preparing myself to take a shower I encountered a bunch of minor problems. It took way longer than expected to get undressed

The accident happened just hours before the first softball tryout of the season. Unfortunately, I knew that this would be an end to my years in softball due to the drastic proportion of the break. Yes, I was bummed, but then I remembered that breaking my arm was a new opportunity to meet people or have new experiences. As I laid in the hospital listening to how my 2 surgeries were going to work out I whispered to myself repeatedly, “remember this is a new, helpful experience.” That was exactly what it was, too. My time through the hospital was full of influential people that to this day I continue to think about what they taught me. For example, one special nurse taught me that breaking my arm wasn’t a lost opportunity, but only a set back and once my arm healed I’d be stronger and better than ever. Though I never returned to the softball field I still remember from time to time that again, when bad situations happen, it is not the end of the world, it’s only a setback to push you into something

A whole new scenario, a bunch of unknown people and very far away from my comfort zone, is exactly where I found myself at three and a half years ago. It was sophomore year at a new high school and I was the new girl that knew no one. I felt so lost in a different world that I immediately regretted changing schools. I had no friends and no one made the effort to try to fit me in in their groups so I was like a weird creature. I was so used of knowing everyone that surrounded me and getting along with every single person that arriving at a whole new environment not having any friends made me very nervous.

Opposite from Hwakins, Cory and Crowe study this article written by Schantz and Gilbert raised a question to whether the Paralympic movement and Paralympic Games really contribute to the emancipation and empowerment of people with disabilities. This article compared the history of Paralympic sports and noted the benefits of sport activities in the improvement of the veteran’s psychological attitudes and social life; however, it also argued that competitions for people with physical disabilities often resembled “freak” shows rather than serious sporting events. Keeping in mind that a lot of physical active program’s goal is to provide the social isolation and social support for those who feel lesser human beings because of their disabilities. Existing negative perspective of disabled people strongly influence person’s self-confidence in order to get out of yourself and experience the world like the rest of society. The article also compared Olympics and Paralympics and exposed dissimilarities of the two events and argued that originally these two worldwide events were supposed to have similar success. The social media coverage issue was also addressed and argued that the Paralympics were often portraying disabled people unrealistically and stereotypically. This article is a great source for my research because it examines existing issues in society that are present in discriminating disabled sport participants. It addresses an issue of how valuable Paralympic evens are if