Hello to my three readers, I understand that I have not written in the past two years. This blog was created when I was a freshman in high school, I am now a sophomore in college, a lot has happened in the past four years and I have immensely changed. Changed to the point that instead of trying to revitalize this blog, I am moving onto a new one. I have no idea how often I will be blogging or what I will blog about exactly, but if you would like to keep reading my somewhat mediocre work, check out faithfullyoptimistic.wordpress.com
I’ve written two poems recently that go along with my whole medical journey so I thought they’d go well here.
Strength is rare
Too many people boast about being strong, but
Really their so called strength doesn’t compare
Even though they may be able to lift weights or run fast, they will
Never understand the strength it takes to experience or watch someone close fight for life, or to
Get up everyday and put a smile on their face for others, when they are really in pain.
They will never truly understand until it happens to them, but if that moment ever occurs we will be there telling them to,
Hang on with all their strength.
Beeps Of Life
Golden blond hair with sea blue eyes
Wrapped in a blanket with ties.
She peacefully sleeps,
As a machine steadily beeps.
Beeps, an eerie sound,
As her heart pounds.
With a time bomb in her chest,
Only she can rest.
As for her future?
This life is all she has ever known.
Her chest is cracked.
And her plumbing hacked.
So that maybe…
Those sea blue eyes
Could see the blue of the sea and sky.
Maybe she could grow big and strong,
And worry little about what could go wrong.
As the beeps begin to diminish,
Her journey will finish.
Or maybe it will only begin.
Purple, many things are purple. Fresh grapes on a hot summer day, wildflowers blooming on the side of the highway in the spring. No matter what, you can never forget the royal violet hue seen twice each day as the sun makes a grand entrance and kisses the world goodnight.
Purple is generally great on it’s own, but before the color is formed red and blue are mixed. This is the point where things can get complicated.
The two primaries can not mix unless something initiates the mixture. For example if you have a rectangular tub with a partition in the middle and pour red paint on one side and blue paint on the other, no matter how long you sit there the red is going to stay red and the blue is going to stay blue. Now imagine that the partition is removed the paint is allowed to run together on it’s own, but you will never have a good amount of purple paint unless you mix it around.
Now take this situation and apply it to the human heart. The red will the oxygenated blood, and the blue will be deoxygenated blood. If you think back to your ninth grade health or biology class you will recall that unlike a rectangular tub with two compartments or chambers, our hearts have two sides but four chambers. The upper chambers are the atria and the bottom are the ventricles, which are responsible for pumping red and blue blood to where it’s supposed to go.
Our hearts will beat around 103,638 times a day sending to red blood throughout out body to nourish tissues and other organs. While sending blue blood to the lungs to get refilled with oxygen. Now imagine there that there is a hole between the two sides of the heart, allowing the red and blue blood to mix. What happens now?
Purple blood forms. This purple blood is now pumped out to your body to deliver oxygen. The problem is that since it’s purple it doesn’t have much to deliver, which means your body doesn’t get all the oxygen it wants. After the blood releases all it’s oxygen it returns to the heart to be mixed with more red, blue and purple blood before it’s sent off to the lungs to become red again, but if you think about it when that new red blood leaves the lungs it comes back to the heart where it just gets contaminated and the process begins again.
If you’re born with this under oxygenation from a hole or other physical problem with the heart. it is considered to be a Congenital Heart Defect, also known as a CHD, and most often than not can be life threatening. There is an extremely wide variety of CHD and no two cases are alike. It could be a simple hole that can be fixed by a patch, electrical issues with the heart. Missing valves the can be replaced, or missing chambers where in order to live you need the plumbing of arteries and veins to be redone.
February is heart month and the week of the 7th through the 14th is CHD awareness week, declared by the state of Texas and many other states. Wear red, blue, and/or purple to spread awareness.
1 in 100 are born with a broken heart yet there is not much awareness of research funding out there.
Happy heart month!
“Dare to live the life you have dreamed for yourself. Go forward and make your dreams come true.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
On July 6th my parents dropped me off at the national youth leadership forum on medicine. I went in there very shy, but felt like I already knew a ton about medicine since I’d known its what I’ve wanted to do for some time. I didn’t realize that yes I knew a lot from the patients viewpoint but knew NOTHING about being on the other side of health care. Over the course of the next ten days I had some pretty incredible experiences. I got to go to the Texas A&M health and science center, there I talked with a lot of med students and got an insight on what med school is like, I also got to go into a gross anatomy lab and hold a human brain and put together a real human skeleton. A few days later I got the amazing opportunity to go to the Methodist Institute for Technology, Innovation, & Education (MITIE for short) there I got to experience working in a team to bring an extremely high tech dummy back to life by giving CPR the dummy also had a seizure and started to drool and cry (it was pretty neat). At MITIE we also got to do practice drills on a DaVinci surgical robot (that was a once in a lifetime experience) at the forum I also met some amazing friends who were also interested in the medical field. By the end of our ten days together Lister (our med session group) had bonded and weren’t ready to leave each other.
While all this was great, I think the biggest thing I took away from the forum was that you have to find something you’re passionate about and follow that passion. (This one statement was conveyed by just about every speaker I got to hear)
Once you’ve got a passion you need to dream, and dream as big and as much as you want. (Most likely your dream will fall under your passion, and if not that’s ok too) your dream needs to be something you ultimately want in life. Something that you’d feel incomplete if you we’re never able to do it. Now you’re probably thinking “I now have this dream but its so big and overwhelming that I’ll never be able to get there so I might as well just give up now.” To that my response is… DO NOT GIVE UP! I know that it does not seem even close to tangible now, but if you make goals towards your dreams that aren’t far out of reach, then the path will become clearer.
One important thing I learned from a speaker at the forum is that “obstacles are a blessing in disguise.” Yes, you will face obstacles and failures as you work towards your dream, but hopefully you will let those challenges push you ever harder to reach your dream.
In America (according to Deloitte’s Shift index survey) 80% of people hate they’re jobs because they are not doing what they love to do.
Please don’t be that 80% I know that the economy is hard and everyone just wants to make money, but if you don’t end up doing what your passionate then you’ll never be satisfied.
I know you have a passion, something you love to do. So I’m going to challenge you that if you don’t already have a dream then dream one up, then you need to make tangible, reasonable goals that make the path clearer. Yes I know the goals and dreams will change but as long as you can keep your eye on whatever your dream is then you will go very far in your life.
This forum taught me way more then I even imagined it would and I’m very glad that my teacher nominated me and my parents pushed me to go outside my comfort zone. I have for sure solidified my desires to want to go into the medical field and have discovered that I really do have a passion for medicine and helping people. As of now I’m just hoping to raise my GPA a tad bit and maybe get into Texas A&M or Rice for undergrad. Just taking it one step at a time.
“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that can not fly.”
What do you think of when you see Failure, for me it’s a big ugly nasty word that at times makes me sick to my stomach.
To most people the word failure has a negative connotation telling us that we can’t do what we wanted to.
The dictionary puts failure as simply not succeeding.
The real question is why is failure and the act of failing so frightening to us? Is the fear of failing learned or is it built into our DNA? These questions we may never know but we can always assume why this simple definition of not succeeding scares the daylight out of so many people.
Scientists have proven that Homo sapiens along with many other animals are afraid of falling, we are all also afraid of the unknown. Failing is a bit like falling you are being removed from the spot you were previously just at. That scares us greatly. Scientists have also proven than most humans have the strive to succeed in what ever they’re doing. I think the fact when you fail you don’t succeed and you fall into the unknown because you have no idea what is going to happen in the future.
The greatest people of all time were the people who went out on that limb that didn’t look strong enough. We’re they scared of falling? Of course, who wouldn’t be, but they pushed past the fear and took the risk anyway. All these great minds who have revolutionized the world have all failed at one point or another.
It’s going to happen its part of human nature, no one can get away in bruised, because nobody is perfect.
Heads up! This post is going to be about camp and the things I learn about there. Even if you don’t go to YOLO with me you should still read this post.
Camp YOLO is a place where tch teens get together 2 weekends of the year and just have a fun care free weekend, where all we have to care about is whether we’re having fun or not.
Most of us dislike what drake has turned yolo into, because to us it’s the world it truly means to live out loud because you never know when your life may end so you want to get the most out of it.
We do a lot of really fun stuff at camp like ropes courses, zip lines, shooting paintball, BB guns and archery, but my all time favorite thing at camp is the wish float ceremony. For those of you who are not familiar with wish float, it’s a ceremony where each cabin makes a group wish then if anyone has an individual wish they’re allowed to put it out there.
Almost everyone at the end of the ceremony is tearing up and here’s why…
When you go through life and death situations it’s really super easy to get down on yourself, but everyone or camp has grown from their journey, they’ve gotten stronger and more courageous. The thing is nobody ever wishes for themselves all the wishes are for other people or society in general. The wishes are truly amazing and inspiring. Everyone is all thankful for their situation in a way because if we hadn’t been through what we have we would have not met each other. At the end of the ceremony music plays and a looma loon (light up balloon) is released for every cabin, we all stand and watch our wishes float off into the distance, as this is happening fireworks are going off. It truly is a beautiful sight, one you have to see to believe. I have met some of the most amazing people at camp that I am so beyond honored to call my friends, they inspire me everyday. We truly are one big family at camp. Love you all and see you guys this spring, can’t wait!
Bye for now.