Jazzy Veatch is a new student from Colorado and is a junior involved in yearbook and golf.

At a Glance

If you could have a super power: Invisibility

Favorite food: Trick question? I love all food

Mac or PC: Mac

Ketchup or mustard: Mustard

Place you want to go before you die: Ireland

Favorite movie: Kingsmen

Yes or No: Maybe

Describe yourself in one word: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Looking Deeper

The Red Ledger: How do you like 11 grade so far?

Jazzy Veatch: I enjoy it, for all the three schools I’ve been to in my overall three years of high school, I would have to say this is the happiest I have been in a while. I just moved to Texas in the beginning of July and already feel at home.

TRL: What are you interested in?

JV: Food, boys, friends, golf, T.V., the normal teenage stuff.

TRL: How have you changed throughout high school?

JV: I’ve grown, matured, and realized so much. I was super uptight freshman year and now I have loosened up a little bit. Now I am more outgoing in terms of social confrontation, I am able to express myself more openly.

TRL: What are you involved in at school?

JV: Yearbook and golf

TRL: How long have you been in golf and why did you start playing?

JV: I started playing when school started, and I play because I can’t do too much physical exercise because my lung collapsed at the beginning of the year, also they give good scholarships for girls in golf.

TRL: Your lung collapsed? What was the story behind that?

JV: It was early March, and I was walking into school. I noticed that my chest had tightened just the slightest, and it was slightly harder to breathe. I went the entire day not really thinking anything of it, just thought I was out of shape and walking across the school in heels was wearing me out.

Once I got home, I told my mother how my chest and back had started to hurt and she told me that I just needed to sleep on it and I’d feel better in the morning. The next morning I woke up around 3 a.m., and was in a state of pain beyond compare. I was struggling to breath and decided to fall back asleep. My mom came in my room around 7 a.m. to find me crying and unable to talk or breath. My parents then decided to give me some pain medicine and if I still felt that way in a few hours or worse that my dad would take me to the hospital. 11:30 a.m. rolled around and I started balling and couldn’t move without being in the worse pain of my life. My dad came home from work and helped to get me dressed and took me to the emergency room.

A few hours later, I was in surgery, awake. I had my chest cut open and a tube placed inside my left lung. I found out the doctor messed up the first surgery and I had to be placed in a different region of the hospital to have a second surgery performed. About four days later, the doctors wanted to transfer me to another hospital. When I got the the next hospital, my parents, the doctors and I all though I was starting to get better but wanted to keep me in the hospital just to make sure. I was there for only two or three days before I was in surgery for the third time.

When I woke up from the third surgery, I was in just as much pain if not worse compared to when I first woke up unable to breathe. Soon after all this ended, and the doctors finally pulled the tube out of my chest I was able to go home. I was then home for another two weeks trying to recoup, and get back to where I was feeling normal. The end.

TRL: Do you plan on continuing/studying journalism after high school?

JV: No, I just need the credit.

TRL: What/Who has been the most influential thing/person in high school and why?  

JV: Certain friends and old teachers, just because of relationships and learning how to deal with school and life.