Vocal Fold Paralysis

As a Communication Disorders major, I am currently taking a required class on the anatomy and physiology of the speech mechanism. For that class, I recently had to write a research paper on a voice or swallowing disorder. The topic I chose was vocal fold paralysis. I decided to share my work with everyone here. If you use any of the information in my paper for any reason, I would really appreciate being credited. Thanks! I hope you enjoy. If you have any questions, just let me know in the comments!

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A (Short) Word on Underage Drinking

In the United States, the legal drinking age is 21 years old. I personally believe that is a fine age for it. At 18, many people are still in high school. At 21, one might still not know what they are doing with their lives, but at least by this point they are likely in college, possibly working, and making important life decisions. The adult brain is more developed. We’ve experienced more. Of course, this makes underage drinking in college easier and more likely to happen, but I don’t think underage drinking is unavoidable, no matter what age your set the limit at.

I personally don’t see the point in underage drinking. Alcohol isn’t necessary to have a good time. I can see why people enjoy having a drink with their friends; it can taste good, it can help you loosen up if you’re stressed, it’s a social norm and just part of having a good time. It makes sense, and I’m sure when I turn 21, I will take part. But I will not beforehand, nor will I drink to the point of blacking out, passing out, etc. I want to have a good time, but isn’t the point of that being able to remember it?

Anyway, I could go on and on about all of this. I am writing a bit about it because my boyfriend’s sister’s boyfriend (not confusing, right?) was in a very bad accident last night due to underage drinking. He and some friends had decided to steal some alcohol, then take that alcohol to the roof of their high school to drink it. One bad idea after another lead the young man to decide to sit on a skylight on the roof, which didn’t support his weight. He fell through it and landed on the hard tile floor below. He is currently in the hospital, in the ICU, on oxygen. He has been responding to questions by moving his fingers, because he isn’t really able to do much else.

I’m writing this because if there are any young readers out there that see this, I want them to think twice about illegally drinking. I also want everyone out there to think twice about how much they are drinking, who they are with, and what they are doing. Alcohol is an incredibly dangerous substance. It can cause one with depression to feel more depressed, it can cause poisoning, and it can cause incredibly bad decision making.

I also want to ask anyone that reads this to please pray for the young man in the hospital and his family and for my boyfriend’s younger sister. This is a very hard time for everyone. Thank you, and please share this story with anyone you believe needs to hear it.

Not Just About Trich

I started this blog as a way to sort of anonymously talk about my trichotillomania without fear of judgement, but rather with the hope of finding support and understanding (which I have). This blog isn’t only for that, though. I want it to be about my life. A place I can come to when I need to vent, have ideas, or just want to write about something. It will mostly be about my life with trich, as it is something that affects basically all aspects of my life at all times, but it will be about other things, too. Sometimes I have really strong opinions that I want the world to hear, so I will come to post them here. Sometimes I’ll have a really bad day of pulling, and I might write about that here, too.

I hope to create connections with some of my followers and to gain more as time goes on. I want to talk with people and I want to write about things that will interest others. I know I don’t write very often, but I would like to. As a full time college student, this blog tends to get put off to the side sometimes. I am going to try to start posting at least once a week (even if that means just queuing some posts sometimes). I appreciate all of my followers very much and I am really enjoying having this blog. I’m looking forward to seeing where this leads me as time goes on.

Let’s talk about sex.

Confessions of a YSA girl.

I went to dinner with an old friend last week and after catching up on life, she exclaimed “you’re a Mormon. Does that mean that you’ve never had sex?” Yes. Plain and simple, I’ve never had sex. And by the way, I’m flattered and also find it hilarious that you are so concerned about that fact. I’ve had this conversation so many times over the years, and it always surprises me how disappointed or somewhat disapproving people are that I’m not going around sleeping with everyone and anyone.

Now, let me explain something. I live the law of chastity. Which “requires abstinence from sex before marriage and complete fidelity and loyalty to our spouses after marriage.” And that means any physical intimacy at all, well, bar kissing of course (that would suck!). So I guess as a twenty-something year old virgin I’m a little different from the people I associate…

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