Pediatricians and the Risk of Malpractice Claims

https://sites.google.com/lcps.org/malpracticeclaimsamongpediatri

For this project I used a google site to communicate with my new audience. I decided I wanted to share my site with parents in the community so they could be informed about Pediatricians and the risk of malpractice claims. The best way I could think to share it with parents in my community was to share the site with my mom who is going to share it with my neighborhood’s group chat. I used a google site because it seemed like the best way to interactively share with my audience. It also seemed like a good mix of words and pictures, so that the audience would not get overwhelmed. Furthermore, by using the google site I was able to break up the information in small sections so that it would be easier to read and more understandable. When I was revising my paper to make it more appropriate audience, I tried to make it very organized so that the points would be clear and concise. Moreover, I also used different vocabulary, and made sure to explain things more since my new audience is not aware of all the terms a medical professional would be expected to understand. Overall, I tried my best to make my points clear by using a combination of words and pictures within the google site.

Summer Memory-NSLC

This past summer, I attended National Student Leadership Conference for students interested in pursuing a career in the medical field.  On the first night, my roommate, Olivia, and I got dressed in business attire, and headed off to the opening ceremony skeptical about the days ahead.  There we learned what to expect for the next week and a half by our advisors. One even mentioned how we were going to be shocked at how close we were going to be with the people with us by the end, and Olivia and I just laughed because we could not imagine being close with anyone there.  Throughout the next few days, we got to dissect cow eyeballs and sheep hearts, learned how to suture, and drill burr holes. Looking back on this, I realized how valuable these experiences were because it is something I would have never been able to do if I did not attend NSLC.  I am so grateful for this experience because it excited me for my future, and also validated my desire to become a physician. But learning about medicine was not even the best part, Olivia and I became best friends along with our team advisor.  Although we live hundreds of miles away from each other, we still talk all the time, and I can not imagine life without them. 

Senior Night

I have dreamed for the past four years to hear my name get called on senior night.  The idea of my family and school community honoring me for the countless hours I have spent with the cross country team is so special.  But to be honest, I never thought the day would come. I have watched so many people that I loved spending time with walk across the field for the past couple of years, and I never imagined myself getting to do it.

This past Friday, at the last home football game I will ever watch as a student, I got to walk out through the tunnel with my parents by my side and shake my coach’s hand.  This experience was so surreal. To hear my friends cheering me on that have been by my side and supported my through the good times and the bad for the past four years made me realize just how much I will miss high school.  From this day forward, I have decided to not take any moment for granted because in a few short months, I will be hundreds of miles away at college reminiscing on these moments, wishing I could go back.

“Lasts”

“BOOM.”  My heart drops, and my legs start moving as fast as they can go.  I put my elbows out to defend my space, so I do not get trampled. Hundreds of girls are trying to squeeze together before reaching the beginning of the woods loop, or else they will get pushed off the course.  As my legs stride, and my heart races I start to settle into my pace. Because I know this is my last race, I am not worried about my time, but just letting loose and having fun with it. Before I know it, the race is over and my cross country career is done forever. 

Everyone always warns you that senior year goes by in the blink of an eye, but I never believed them.  Little did I know it was going to be true. We have already had so many “lasts” of our high school career, like all of the homecoming festivities.  I had no idea how all of these “lasts” were going to affect me, but quickly realized how bittersweet these moments truly are.  

Although, cross country has not been the highlight of my high school career, crossing the finish line for the last time seemed so surreal.  I always looked up to the senior classes ahead of me, but I never realized that one day that would be me. So, for future classes, soak up all of the “lasts” because one day you will look back on these moments and realize how much of an impact they had on you.

“Your College Essay Isn’t a Selfie” Reflection

I think “Your College Essay Isn’t a Selfie,” definitely opened my eyes to the true side of the college essay.  In today’s society, everyone wants to seem perfect on paper so that colleges have no reason to decline you, but in reality everyone has had their own struggles and problems that they have had to endure.  

While it can be risky, being vulnerable when you write your essay can show the colleges you are applying to your true personality instead of the usual numbers and statistics that define you on the rest of the application.  The essay is your time to show colleges how you have gotten to this point and describe the things that have shaped you into the person you are, so you should definitely take the time to share the truth. After all, no one is perfect.  

You should also not be afraid of rejection if you share your stories because you are being completely honest about yourself, and if the college does not think you would fit in than it is probably a sign you would be much happier somewhere else.  At least you know that you stayed true to yourself and did not compromise your morals by lying and pretending to be something you are not.

High School Artifact

I have spent a lot of time during my high school career running, especially during track season. It has taught me many valuable lessons like dedication, hard work, and how to push myself.  But, most importantly it has given me some of my best friends. I do not know what it is, but there is something about struggling during a freezing cold workout brings you really close to the people around you.  By creating these relationships with my teammates, the daily runs at practice have become a treasured safe place where I can run out any built up emotions from school and talk about anything and everything that is on my mind.  In fact, if it was not for my teammates, I would have never been able to survive four years of this sport.

This photo was taken at the district meet last spring where I was put into the race last minute because a girl on the team was hurt.  As a result, I was very nervous since I had no time to prepare. My teammates reassured me that I was going to be fine and that I was going to do great.  Without them motivating me, I am not sure if I would have been able to successfully complete the race. The people in this photo are the teammates that I have become very close with, and I know I can always count on to listen to me when I need advice, help me through a hard time, and push me when I am having a bad day.  And for that, all the sweat and tears over these past four years were worth it.

Organic Object- Peach

When I realized we would be writing about an organic object for a week, I could not fathom the idea of it. How could I be creative when writing about something that seems so minute?  I started to feel left out and overwhelmed when I saw my peers frantically write down long, descriptive paragraphs about their own objects. It suddenly hit me, this peach must be feeling the same way as me!  The fruit was taken from its home, and traveled a long way to end up in my english class. My peach must be so overwhelmed with its new environment and wondering what it is going to happen to it.  

Finally the words started spilling out, and the peach reminded me of various things.  As I observed the unique color of the peach, it made me reminisce about warm summer nights, sitting on the beach, and watching the serene sunsets.  I would give anything to go back in time for it to be a stress free summer night. This school year is already overwhelming me and I have no idea what to expect for the next two hundred seventy six days until graduation.  

Something about the feeling of the fruit’s fuzzy skin made me think about my puppy, Cally.  Although she is not really a puppy anymore, she sure has the energy of one. In fact, my mom decided to send her away to get trained to try to calm her down; however, I did not like the idea.  Imagine how Cally felt, what if we thought we were sending her away because we did not love her anymore? She must have felt really out of place and unsure of what her future was going to be. In a way this is how I feel, in just a few short months I will be deciding my future.  How am I supposed to decide something that life changing at age seventeen? Although I am excited for the months to come, I can not wait to for this overwhelming feeling to end.