Doctor Who

Towards the end of February and almost of the middle of March I became very sick, lethargic, and fatigued, which prompted me to go to the emergency room. I was found to be very dehydrated and a test was positive for pregnancy. The doctor had to prescribe medicine for nausea because it was so bad it was hard for me to function at work and trying to complete school work. Next, my other two children were sick a week apart from each other and were sent home from school for a week. With…

Matt Todd, a rugby player from New Zealand, suffered a hand fracture in an August 27 game. His team, Canterbury, was playing against another New Zealand team, Otago. While Todd finished the game, a visit to a specialist the day after the game confirmed that he had fractured his left hand. Todd is expected to be unable to play for at least a month. His injury came at an especially disappointing time since New Zealand is currently participating in the Rugby Championship, an annual rugby…

there is no medical documents saying you cannot come back.” So I set up an emergency check up with the family doctor, and got in the next afternoon. When I arrived in the waiting room I was called back to see my doctor almost immediately. This time no nurse came in to take vitals or ask questions as I had been in there several times about my injuries over the last month or so. When my doctor walked…

play again became a reality, but I honestly wasn't sure what I was going to do. I had learned how to be happy without lacrosse, something I never thought I would be able to do. Being told I could go back with no guarantees was extremely hard. The doctors did not know if my shoulder could handle the amount of stress that I would put on it, or if I would be the same player I was previously. I decided to play again and ended up with recurrent muscle spasms requiring another hospital stay and nerve…

He woke with a start. Opened his eyes and stared into pitch darkness. His iris dilated to allow more light. The cold, damp floor under him jerked him to reality. The familiar smell of urine was unmistakable. Unit 632. How long had he passed out? He tried to sit up but a gut wrenching pain sent tingles to his brain from his lower left thigh. He winced and pulled out the hilt of something that felt like a broomstick poking him from where he laid. He was alive. He didn’t know whether that was…

Seventh grade has been a mix of amazing and crazy. You might be wondering why I don’t have a chapter for sixth grade. In fifth grade, I had expressed how I felt bored and that school work was too easy. My mother took this into account. She talked about it at conferences with my fifth grade homebase, Mrs. Breza. Then, my mom introduced the idea of skipping a grade. I knew there had been students that have skipped before me, but I never thought of the idea for myself. The school was hesitant to…

because there are many people complained of itching with no known definite causes. In 2002, a mother from Pittsburgh named Mary Leitao is launching a website that shows cuts in the skin and structures such as filaments or fibers in the skin of her son who was 2 years old. Since then nearly 14,000 families reported the same case, the condition is referred to as Morgellons disease. Morgellon's disease is a condition that is very controversial. The question of whether the disease is truly…

casualties that day. I am extremely lucky that I was on a low floor so I jumped out, and only broke my leg. First Responders were all rushing to the scene. Ambulances were everywhere rushing people to the hospital. Everybody in the city was there! Some Doctors put me on a paramedic bed and applied a cast to my broken leg. After a couple of days, the scene seemed to clear out a…

filled with new experience and knowledge of a completely new lifestyle, I continued to do physical therapy every day, every week for months working the muscles back into my leg. This continued for about two months until one day I went back to the doctor for a routine checkup on my progress. I sat there on the moderately comfortable, dull, paper covered, table and he gave me very simple instructions. Put one foot in front of the other-- something so simple, something I had taken for granted for…

to a small, cold, metal table with no sense of where I am. I begin to panic as and attempt to break out of the extremely tight bright orange zip ties and cold metal handcuffs I am locked into. Screaming at the top of my lungs for help, I pissed off who was ever holding me as hostage, as I heard them scream at me to shut up. I hear the big white metal door creak open, and see an extremely tall and well built man, with short black hair, and a doctor’s mask on. My vision is starting to become more…