Post by Christian Lomeli on Sept 8, 2015 4:15:52 GMT
Christian Lomeli
Lane
Critical Thinking 8
9-3-15
A time in my life when I remember action rationally was when my son was born. He was about 3 days old and I was on my way back to the hospital with his car seat and clothes. He was being discharged to my wife and I. I was driving quickly as I was excited to finally be able to get them home and present them to more friends and family. My phone rang and it was my wife, when I answered I could hear the panic in her voice, she said they took our son and would not explain to her why. I drove even faster and worried. When I reached the room my wife was hysterical and crying. Instead of joining her I decided to rationally calm her, and sooth her. I explained to her that the best thing was for us to remain calm and get the answers from the doctor. We started to write down questions and remain as relaxed as possible as we wanted only good vibes for our baby. This helped the situation and we were able to get more informed. The doctors explained to us what the reason for their actions were and that they needed to get my son on a different formula do to a bacterial infection that they had diagnosed, they apologized for their unresponsive behavior the first time, but explained that they had no time to waste.
Another time I remember acting rationally, was when I was at a park playing soccer with friends, we saw a woman dragging and pulling a young child, they kid was screaming and scared. We ran over there ready to stop her by any means necessary. When we approached I just stopped everyone, I began telling her and begging her to look at her child, to see his pain. She continued for a few seconds, then turned to look at me. She finally looked at the boy and stopped what she was doing. I feel like I really helped both of them, and my friends all said that was the best thing we could have done.
Lane
Critical Thinking 8
9-3-15
A time in my life when I remember action rationally was when my son was born. He was about 3 days old and I was on my way back to the hospital with his car seat and clothes. He was being discharged to my wife and I. I was driving quickly as I was excited to finally be able to get them home and present them to more friends and family. My phone rang and it was my wife, when I answered I could hear the panic in her voice, she said they took our son and would not explain to her why. I drove even faster and worried. When I reached the room my wife was hysterical and crying. Instead of joining her I decided to rationally calm her, and sooth her. I explained to her that the best thing was for us to remain calm and get the answers from the doctor. We started to write down questions and remain as relaxed as possible as we wanted only good vibes for our baby. This helped the situation and we were able to get more informed. The doctors explained to us what the reason for their actions were and that they needed to get my son on a different formula do to a bacterial infection that they had diagnosed, they apologized for their unresponsive behavior the first time, but explained that they had no time to waste.
Another time I remember acting rationally, was when I was at a park playing soccer with friends, we saw a woman dragging and pulling a young child, they kid was screaming and scared. We ran over there ready to stop her by any means necessary. When we approached I just stopped everyone, I began telling her and begging her to look at her child, to see his pain. She continued for a few seconds, then turned to look at me. She finally looked at the boy and stopped what she was doing. I feel like I really helped both of them, and my friends all said that was the best thing we could have done.