Illness Narrative Essay

The Fault in Our Stars is written in first-person’s point of view and the books carries off with different other forms such as exposition, falling action, rising action, and resolution. My Sister’s Keeper is told from first-person’s point of view, but throughout the novel each character alternate their point of view, which lets each character to express their thoughts and opinions related to the issue being dealt during the time. The other forms the author had used are flashback, present time, but most of the time is told in the present. Both the texts have illness storyline. The main argument is, how the illness impacts on the narration in each text and how the readers react to the situation that is presented in the novel. The Fault in Our Stars has a little twist in the middle of the novel, after sometime Augustus his cancer comes back, which was shocking to Hazel when she found out about it. In My Sister’s Keeper Anna’s sister Kate is suffering from leukemia and when Anna denies her parents that she doesn’t want to donate any of her body organs to her sick sister she files a lawsuit against her family. Kate diagnosed for years and her condition was getting worse. In both novels we see that illness played a huge role in the lives of each

March 15th, 2010, was a completely normal day. As normal as any day is for a twelve year old homeschooler. I was home with my oldest sister Brittany who was twenty at the time and I was just finishing up my homework for the day. After finishing up my math work I went to go watch television in the living room. Brittany was in her room and my parents didn't get home until later because of work. A few hours into my movie, my stomach started to hurt. Since I was twelve I didn't no the differences of pain so I just left it alone for a while. Later in the day my abdomen was aching so much I couldn't even get off the couch. After wailing for Brittany to call Mom I was sent to the emergency room in an ambulance with severe abdomen pain. After several hours in the ER and multiple tests, doctors found nothing. I was sent home and was told to take Tylenol for the pain. Once I got home, it didn't hurt anymore so I thought they were right and that I could just go on with my crazy life as a twelve year old. I was wrong. Two months after, I got the same

The summer of 2004 is when I got diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes, it was very shocking for my family except for me, I still didn’t completely understand what I had. All I knew was that the poking and pricking with different sized needles was painful. Eventually I began to learn what Type 1 Diabetes really was, and even though i had it, it didn’t slow me down, I focused on my academics and when it affected me I addressed and fixed the problem and went back to work. I also didn’t let it slow down my physical activities either, I would be outside every single day as kid non-stop, also in middle school I joined gymnastics as well and pursued it until the start of my junior year of high school. Diabetes affected my way of life, it made me different than everyone else and could’ve slowed me down but I didn’t let it, I still participated in different activities that everyone else did.

The first section of the following essay will explain the communication skills such as having a great attitude, being able to understand the patient and physician; and also how to relate what the doctor has diagnose to the patient will help me become a great medical assistant. The next section will explain why conflict resolution is important in my career field. The last section will describe a conflict and how I resolved it; and also how I would change the way I handled it.

Tananarative , Patient Zero I walked out of the doors and the parking lot was so quiet I couldn't hear a thing. I walked a bit further and passed cars with broken windows and flat tires and no one in sight. My stomachs began to rumble . I'm really hungry. I have to find food quick. I walked upon a convient store. The convient store had a bunch of food. I grabbed a big basket from the front and started to drop things inside . Things I'd liked , things for Mrs.Manigat and Nurse Rene and Dr. Ben . I'm pretty sure that's why no one was in the hospital with me . They went to find food. I wish we all had phones for me to be able to tell them that Ive found food. I gather all the drinks no food that I could fit inside my basket and started walking

I was inspired by the parent stories. Things can go terribly wrong once a child is diagnosed but some families weathered the storm and managed to keep their families together. The parents speak about the financial hardships of providing the necessary support to their child and caring for a household. When a child is diagnosed it impacts the entire family and communities, in these cases they impacted legislation as well changing how who public school served.

Hurriedly my mom packed me into the car and dashed to the hospital. Nobody knew what was going on, one day I was a sweet seven year old boy and the next I was as rancid as a rotten egg and grumpier than a cat. I don’t quite remember what happened when I got to the hospital because on my way there I lost consciousness. A few hours later I awoke and once again master of my senses. At that moment the doctor came in and told me the bad news. I had a lifelong and challenging disease, known as Type 1 Diabetes.

Susan is a young professional who just had her personal genome sequenced. She now knows she carries the gene for Huntington’s disease. She is agonizing over the decision about sharing this information with others. She doesn’t know what to do or who to tell. So she goes to a doctor to get his opinion on if it would be right or not to let her family or boyfriend know. While she is waiting in the waiting room she is imagining how her life would be if she had Huntington’s disease. What type of burden she would be on peoples their opinions about her. Her family would not be able to leave because they would constantly have to take care of her whether that be her hopefully husband or another family member. When she goes to any event in public she will make a scene or outburst and how they all will judge her about her condition. Susan starts to hypervinalate in the waiting room as all these scenarios run uncontroably through her head.

As explained in my essay, my brother’s condition did truly take a toll on my parents and myself in our daily life. My brother’s condition was never predictable, which made it much more difficult of a situation to deal with. There were times where he would not have a seizure for a few days. Yet, on other days, he would have about ten seizures a night. I remember clearly how somedays I had to stay home rather going to school just incase we had to take my brother to the hospital. Being the only English speaker in my family, I had to be present in such situations. I remember sitting on the side of his bed with my mother next to me, just waiting for him fall asleep so we could get some rest ourselves. There were times where I would go to school without getting much rest the night

That situation with the younger doctor made me think of the reading Narrative Medicine which is about aiming to introduce into everyday medical practice the use of narrative (story telling) as an instrument to gather and understand information about the patient's history and illness. Having knowledge of their psychological and physical state is very helpful. When Dr. Charon spoke with the 36-year-old Dominican man, she didn’t take over the conversation. She listened and it touched him because he says, “No one has ever let me do this before.” This made me really think about my family’s interactions with doctors and nurses since my teen years to present. Her diabetes began to spiral out of control and it never really stabilized. Over the course of the years, she was hospitalized

My condition has helped me to understand the plight of others who live with chronic conditions and, more broadly, people who have daily struggles that they have to overcome. I have realized that in life we do not choose what journey we will be given, but we can choose how we will take it on. From my own journey I have learned to see from the perspective of others as they try to navigate their own paths and to look at others not with our eyes but with our hearts.

Katlynn was out of the hospital after about a week and a half. All of us girls cleaned the house spotless upon her arrival. That may not sound like much, but we were young girls that lived on a farm, so being messy was pretty much our thing. Katlynn came home and we all showered her with hugs. The first week she was home we watched her like a hawk, trying not to make it noticeable. Since Kate got out of the hospital she has to take pills every morning and night, and she had to make a trip to Mason city twice a year. Today she only goes once a year because she hasn’t suffered a seizure since. There have been a few scares here and there, though. It’s been seven and a half years since that terrible day, and Kate’s doing great. She is at the age

According to Healthy People 2012 there are more then 800,000 new cases of diabetes each year, with the numbers on the rise. With this in mind, Healthy People 2012 has identified diabetes as their number five focus area. In order to reach their goal of improving the quality of life for people with diabetes they have identified diabetes teaching as their number one objective. Furthermore, in order to reduce the number of complications of diabetes, Healthy People 2012 has identified foot ulcers as their ninth objective. Through patient education Healthy People 2012 hopes to reduce the number of foot ulcers in people with diabetes, as diabetes is the number one cause of nontraumatic amputations in the United States. In order to

A twist on the "patient's perspective" approach is to describe a time when medicine failed to save or heal someone close to you. The purpose of this tactic would not of course be to rail against the medical profession, but rather to show how a disappointing loss inspired you to join the struggle against disease and sickness.

I have personally been affected by the mess that America calls a health system. In the same year, I had severe food poisoning and my stomach and intestines swelled. I had to be hospitalized for a day each, and was then sent home, even though I was still very ill. The reason? My family has no health coverage. Both my parents are very hard workers and own their own business. One would think that my household could afford health coverage, but we can't, despite the many hours a week and hard labor. So, without coverage, there are heavy bills to pay. My mom and I have calculated that my parents will be paying hospital bills long after I graduate from college. Because of two days in the hospital, six bags of saline, and a bagel from the