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Some of you who know me know that in the last three years I've accomplished what I never thought I would do and what many said I couldn't do. I've lost an excess of 160lbs total. I weighed 380lbs at the age of 21. Now that I have lost a majority of the weight there lies a new issue that has been a problem. Excess loose skin everywhere!! My whole childhood I was heavy set. Always picked on, teased about being fat and having man boobs. But the way I handled it made fun n cracked fat jokes on myself so others would laugh just to be accepted and putting put on my fake smile. I've been battling weight loss and weight gain since I was about 13. Which has caused allot of self confidence, severe anxiety issues and
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Can I ever win?!? Skin removal surgery will be the final thing that will end my severe depression for me and become the person I always dreamed about. The person that when I look in the mirror, I'm happy with what I see. I will say I did get super lucky!! I had my Bariatric sleeve surgery all covered, all except my Out of pocket expense of $1500. I was truly blessed!! I was getting my surgery during a very rough time. Living with my mother, helping her take care her mother (Grandma) that was on hospice with cancer. I continued to take care of my AMAZING grandmother and go constant doctor visits and dieting for my gastric sleeve. It was extremely difficult and stressful, but my grandmother was so excited knowing I was getting the surgery so seeing her smile kept me going. Unfortunately, she passed a week before my surgery and never got to see the aftermath, but I know She is watching over me. I have been thru allot since my surgery, which has prohibited me from working. After the surgery was a struggle adjusting to new portions. I moved to port St John with my sister to try and start something new. That did not last long, was riding my bike, then was hit by an SUV that was never caught. They airlifted to the hospital
I had been cringing about day for so long. I was completely terrified to go into that room. As the door opened I was exposed to a cold draft and I could feel the dense air. The day I was told this needed to be done was horrifying, and now it’s actually happening. They rolled me over to a new bed and I looked around seeing doctors everywhere. There was a table that they rolled next to me and on it was things that I can’t even explain. They put a green mask on me with tubes going through both sides of it. They told me I’d get drowsy and all of the sudden I closed my eyes and it was happening. I was getting knee surgery.
On the evening of June 17th, 2015, a twenty one year old white man identified as Dylann Roof opened fire, killing nine African-Americans attending a Bible study at the Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charleston, South Carolina. As friends and family members mourn for their tragic losses, people blame this attack on the ‘insane’ individual, however failing to recognize that this wholly racist crime is the product of self destructive America. The motivation sparking this vicious felony is alike for all man-made decisions; a product of induced fear.
The life of a young baseball player is a very enjoyable one. Baseball has always been my favorite sport, it requires the highest amount of concentration and mental strength. Physical strength is also required to be able to hit and throw the ball; these are all skills required that apparently my freshman year of highschool I did not posses. I had always believed that I had the necessary skills to play baseball and play it well. However, tryouts my freshman year proved me wrong.
Although improving appearance through cosmetic surgery seems optimistic, risks and possible complications are associated with cosmetic surgery. Patients’ susceptibleness to these complications vary but are certainly issues that should be taken into consideration. Many patients don’t take into consideration the risks of cosmetic surgery.
It has now been four years since that operation and I find myself at the highest weight I have ever been. I went back to the Dr. two years ago, and I was told my stomach is permanently broken and nothing further can be done to fix it.
“At first I didn’t think it was that serious, I thought the BB pellet had just irritated my eye,” Matthew said.
It all started with a wrestling accident. As the bell rang, signifying the end of the match, my opponent ripped his arm from my now relaxed grip, freeing himself from my hold. I stood and extended my hand to help him up, but he hesitated to take it, his focus transfixed on my hand. I adjusted my gaze to what he was fixated on - my now grossly malpositioned ring finger. With my adrenaline quickly wearing off, my brain was now able to fully process the full extent of my injury, allowing the pain to reach my consciousness. I needed to visit the emergency room.
I was rolled into the operation room. The acidic taste in my mouth still lingered from the regional anesthesia medication. Surgeons, nurses, anesthesiologists, and doctors stood there near the entrance, waiting for my arrival. Yet, their faces were unrecognizable due to the surgical masks that concealed their identity. I transferred onto the operation bed with a bright light shining directly on my face. My vision began to blur and I could feel my every heartbeat. Fear engulfed my mind knowing that this would be my first surgical operation. I was uncertain. Could this truly treat my physical disability? General anesthesia was injected into the veins of my arm, and before I knew it, I was unconscious.
Macbeth The English singer-songwriter, Eric Burdon once said, “Inside each of us, there is the seed of both good and evil. It's a constant struggle as to which one will win. And one cannot exist without the other”. This perfectly connects with both life and literature.
It was early one sunny saturday, usually when I wake up. It was very windy. The trees were shaking back and forth. The sun was so dimm it did not light up the sky at all.Somewhere behind us was cars in the background for a long time, and itdidn't stop. I could hear them from under my fuzzy blanket. And then a coyote joined in. They sang out cars, and coyotes for a long time. Then their sounds faded away like a quiet dream.
It all began with excruciating pain in my right shoulder, then came many amount doctors, and finally devastating news, I was going to have to have surgery. The news hit me like a semi-truck, I had to face my worst fear on January 27, 2016. When people first heard of my unfortunate situation they would pity for they knew what happens to softball players after surgery. Surgery is one of the hardest things to come back from in the softball world. Most players do not come back from arm surgery because it is a long and painfully process. This information terrified me, I loved softball it was my passion the idea of it being taken away from me broke my heart. I could not face the facts,therefore, I pretended my surgery date would never come. I took
Needles don’t bother me if they aren’t going into my arm! Phlebotomy is where people draw blood to see if you have diseases, or illness. Phlebotomy is a one year course at North Central Michigan College. I am constructing an interview to see if this is the field I want make a career out of.
Throughout this class, we learned that leadership can be defined in many ways by different sources. The definitions depend on many things and different variables. One way we can attempt to define leadership is through characteristics of the leader, the followers, and the situation (Yukl, 2013). Yukl, 2013 defines leadership as being “the process of influencing others to understand and agree about what needs to be done and how to do it, and the process of facilitating individual and collective efforts to accomplish shared objectives” (Yukl, 2013 p.7). The character of the leader influences situations and followers in different ways. The characteristics of the followers also call for a different type of leadership style to influence them to complete that shared objective. A stern leader might influence followers to react with fear just like a charismatic leader might create a sense of euphoria from their follower.
It was the summer before sixth grade, I was ten years old. It was late at night, around 11 o’clock, when we were leaving our friends’ rented camp. The sky was black, no stars, no moon. We didn't have to go very far, just down the lake where our camp was.
Have you ever considered having plastic surgery? After reading this paper you might want the surgery or you might not. Plastic surgery, a form of art, can reconstruct your body and renew your confidence but can you accept the risks involved?