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Student Health Services not serving students

Wednesday, November 8th, 2017

By Emma Cox
Campus Editor

As a part of enrollment fees, Hutchinson Community College students have access to the Hutchinson Area Student Health Services, located north of campus at 516 E. 14th Street.
The student health center is there to provide services for students who fall ill or have minor injuries.  They prefer that students call in and make appointments instead of just walking in. Jessika Ratzloff is the admin for the student health center, and said that the student health services prefer appointments to be made to better serve their patients. “If a person walks in, we do our best to see them, but if other appointments are scheduled, then the walk in will be scheduled to come back for an appointment.” Ratzloff said.
It’s understandable that they can’t do certain things such as surgeries and prescribe medications to care for HutchCC students but it has been noticed by some students that they could do more for them.
Due to provider availability, the hours of the health center have temporarily changed to Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday mornings 8:30 to noon. These hours are posted at the college information desk in Parker Student Union.
But even with these new hours, several students including a few of The Collegian staff members, have been having a difficult time communicating with health center
Sophomore Jack Greenwood, a Collegian staff writer, had a first-hand experience at this a few weeks ago when he got the flu.
“I was feeling bad enough that I couldn’t walk straight, so my roommate was with me.”  Greenwood said.  “We called the health center during their hours but they didn’t answer.”
Greenwood left a message and his number in hopes that someone would call him back as soon as possible.
Greenwood and his roommate ended up going over to the Parker Student Union, and Greenwood said his roommate asked the receptionist if they would be back, and they were told if they weren’t there by now they wouldn’t be open, and that the health enter hasn’t been sticking with their regular hours so they should check back to see if someone was there every so often.
A similar incident was experienced when The Collegian attempted to reach out to them for comment. After calling several times between their posted hours of 8:30-noon, The Collegian was directed to voicemail which said to call back during business hours – which we were.

The Unfortunate Events of Brenna: My Health Experiences

Wednesday, November 1st, 2017

Aside from the tailbone incidents, I have had my fair share of health issues and doctor appointments thus far in my life.
I can peg it down to the age of 2, because that’s when I had a seizure caused from too much heat. It was also discovered then that I had asthma. Since then, I have had a few asthma attacks, in which one was on a school bus in grade school. I scared my friends and bus driver, but it all worked out in the end. So there I was, doing breathing treatments every night until I slowly started getting better.
In fifth grade, I woke up one morning and thought it was just a normal Thursday. Boy, was I wrong. I felt a bit odd, like I was under water or in a tunnel so I went to go tell my mom. As I got to the room that she was in, I immediately blacked out, falling and banging my head against the wall on the way down.
After that, I had several doctor appointments to try and figure out what was happening to me. I had a heart test, where I got to keep a framed sonogram of my heart, an EKG for my brain in which I had to pull an all-nighter so that I could sleep in the doctor’s office, and even a diabetes test where I had my blood drawn in little vials six times (one per hour) without food. None of those tests had any of the answers my parents were searching for, so the doctors had me do a tilt-table test where they stuck an IV in my left arm right on the inside of my wrist. I was lying straight on my back and the table slowly rose to where I stood up straight and they timed me while I passed out. It was definitely not fun feeling fuzzy and hearing absolutely nothing but buzzing noises.
Then they finally diagnosed me with vasio-syncopy which is a fancy term for: passing out due to blood vessels not contracting and constricting correctly. Apparently my blood doesn’t circulate as well as it should. Sometimes the blood supply from my heart to my brain doesn’t work fast enough and when I stand up fast or exercise too much, I get dizzy and see black spots, or just have really bad migraine headaches.
I know this column isn’t the happiest, but it is in fact unfortunate. From fifth grade up until last year, I had to see a neurologist in Wichita every six months for a regular check-up, which made me feel dumb. I had to do memory tests, which I absolutely suck at, math tests and reading/english related tests. The best part about it? Skipping school and eating out with my mom or dad because I got to choose the restaurant.
I was also told that there are “triggers” for my migraine headaches. My neurologist said they were: caffeine, cheddar cheese, processed meat, and chocolate. It just so happened that the day I was told this, I had eaten a slim jim, a cheesestick, a Kit-Kat, and for my drink, Dr Pepper of course. I glanced at my dad and I knew he was thinking the same thing, that I could never give up my favorite foods and drink. So, I have limited myself a bit. Sometimes I have white cheese and I don’t eat too much chocolate because it does give me a headache after a while. As for the caffeine… Let’s just say it’s a work in progress.
On the bright side, I haven’t had an episode in two years because I can usually detect when I am going to pass out before it happens, so I sit or lay down as soon as I hear ringing in my ears or when my eyesight goes black. Also, I can always get out of a sticky situation by standing up straight, locking my knees and counting to a minute and a half. I’ll just need someone to take me away from any danger around the area.

The Unfortunate Events of Brenna: College Experience Update

Wednesday, October 18th, 2017

Brenna Eller: Opinion Editor
When I was 3-years old, I had an imaginary friend. Or so I thought.
His name was Jacob. According to my sisters and parents, I talked to him, laughed with him, and made my mom pour drinks for him.
I did this so often my sisters asked me where he was so they didn’t have to sit near him. If he wasn’t there, I would simply just tell them he wasn’t with me at the time. I was 3, so of course I’m basing this off of what my sisters and parents have told me. Apparently it scared them the most because I was so serious about it. I would yell at my mom if she didn’t make something for Jacob and tell her to get him some juice.
On road trips my sisters would ask if Jacob came with us, every time I would say, “He stayed at the barn house.” When we moved from that country house, I was especially sad because I had to leave my best friend behind.
Now, imagine hearing this story for the first time as an 8-year old at your grandparents’ house right before going to sleep. All of my cousins and I would gather in the living room and tell scary stories, and my cousins were fortunate enough to be able to sleep after telling stories. I, however, was not so lucky. I would either have to sleep in my parents’ room or I would stay up all night terrified of everything. So, when my sister Leisha informed me that I used to have a ghost-friend named Jacob, I was already doomed to have a sleepless night and still scared myself years after that picturing what he might’ve looked like.
I asked my mom about the house we used to live in and she told me about all of the crazy unexplainable things that happened there. My dad claimed to see an older woman walking around the house all the time, he thought it was my sisters, but checked and everyone was in bed. There was an older man that I claimed to see along with Jacob. One day, my mom was in the basement folding laundry and my little sister and I were with her. All of a sudden I erupted with laughter. She asked me what was wrong, and I said, “He’s teasing me Mommy.” She stopped what she was doing and looked around for someone, no one else was there and she said, “Who’s teasing you?” I pointed right above me and said, “That man right there.” She dropped everything and took my sister and I both upstairs.
When my mom went to ask about the history of that house, she went to our neighbor who used to live in the house growing up. He told her about the deaths that happened there.
One boy was out in a pasture when a stampede trampled him to death, we figure that one to be Jacob, but aren’t exactly sure. The older man was our neighbor’s dad. He told her that his dad loved kids and loved to “tease” them. When she heard, “tease” she knew that was the man that I saw.
The lady was his step-mother. She was apparently abusive and would wear strong perfume, which my mom could smell in the bathroom. She said it would give her a headache because of how strong the odor was.
I remember believing Jacob was my guardian angel protecting me from all of the bad things in the house. I also recall telling my siblings that Jacob didn’t come with me anywhere and when we moved, I told them that he wanted to stay at his home, which was the barn house.
On the bright side, if there really is one from this story, I don’t see ghosts anymore. I used to try to look for ghosts and wanted to be a ghost hunter, but since I haven’t seen anything supernatural after that experience, I think I can live with it.

Playing for Mia

Wednesday, October 18th, 2017

By Lucas Barlow

Sports Editor

Hutchinson Community College sophomore Jayde Miyamoto spends most of her waking hours practicing or competing for the Blue Dragons’ soccer team. Although Miyamoto is busy juggling classes and practice, she has to be enjoying herself at the moment – her team is currently 12-1-1, and sit second place in the conference.

However, Miyamoto can remember a time when life wasn’t so joyful and exciting.

In 2015 Miyamoto was in her last semester of high school. She was also finishing up her last year on the Topeka Hayden’s soccer team, a team that made three state-tournament appearances in her four years.

Miyamoto was also in the hospital with her sister and teammate, 15 year-old Mia Miyamoto who tore her ACL during a practice session. A few weeks later, Mia was in the hospital again, this time for chest pains. After a series of tests, the doctor announced some of the worsts words a family could hear – Mia had terminal cancer. She was diagnosed with Alveolar Rhabdomyosarcoma, a rare form of cancer. The family was in shock.

“We just didn’t believe it,” Miyamoto said.

The doctor told Mia she only had a short time to live and did not recommend chemotherapy. Ignoring that recommendation, Mia decided to undergo chemo straight away, telling the world that she was a fighter and she wasn’t giving up easily.

Seasons changed, and Miyamoto moved to Hutchinson in the fall to begin her freshman year of college. Mia continued the therapy into 2016 and had well outlived the initial three months the doctors gave her.

Only weeks into the second semester, Miyamoto decided to move back to her hometown to be with her mother and sister and support them. She enrolled in online classes through HutchCC in order to keep her scholarship. In March, Mia had her last treatment – almost one year after being diagnosed. For almost seven months, the cancer was in remission. But grief struck once again in October when Mia found a lump on her body. Another one was found in November. Surgery was used to remove it. On Christmas Eve, a third was discovered. Afterward, Mia announced she didn’t wish to continue treatment.

On Jan. 25, Mia Miyamoto died.

She had battled cancer for nearly two years.

“I’ve always looked up to her even though she was my younger sister,” Miyamoto said. “Mia was fun, smart, and honestly one of the strongest people I’ve ever met.”

Sharing the playing field with Mia was one of Miyamoto’s favorite experiences with her sister.

“Being her teammate and being able to play with her and teach her new things meant a lot to me,” Miyamoto said.

This fall, Jayde returned to HutchCC to start her sophomore year on the team. As she plays her final season, she wants to continue her soccer career, and attend the University of Kansas to further her business major. Although her sister is gone, Miyamoto still thinks about Mia all the time.

“I know she’s up there looking after me, so it’s nice having her to think about during every game,” Miyamoto said. “She really encourages me to do my best.”

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