What I had thought to be a normal summer Sunday morning was actually the day that changed my view on how fast something could happen just like that. Normally our Sundays would start out like normal. My brothers and I waking up to my parents out under the pavilion, drinking their coffee before it was time to pack up for the weekend. Except this Sunday morning Dakota and I wake up to my dad already having mostly everything packed up and Ensley and mom already at home. The night before, Ensley had been complaining about his left leg hurting really badly. He had gotten to the point he was screaming bloody murder it had hurt so bad. He wouldn’t walk on his leg or even put pressure on it. Of course, me being the big sister, I’m sitting here telling him to quit being a baby and to just walk. After getting everything packed up we head back home, to find my brother in bed with my mom icing his leg. Mom had taken him to the Emergency Room since it was a Sunday and the pediatrician office was closed. They just told her to ice his leg and it would keep the swelling down and that the splotches would go away eventually. As the night goes on my brother gets worse and worse and the next morning my mom makes an appointment for his pediatrician, and the pediatrician tells her pretty much …show more content…
We got to walk around and visit with him. He had a pretty good sized room. My parents had to sleep in a chair and on a couch the whole time. While we were up there the bathroom that was in the room had flooded the whole entire room we had to move everything to a new room. That was the best part, it made everyone laugh and for the first time in probably about a month my mom smiled and laughed. The day finally had to come to an end and we had to part our ways. There were some tears, a lot of tears. More by my mom than anyone else, and eventually after the goodbyes my aunt came and picked me and Dakota up to head
Her eyes were heavy, her body weak. As she crawled into the bathroom two feet away, Abby felt her body slowly succumbing to the numbness. All of her pain would be gone in less than 10 minutes, so why would she want to turn back? What about the senior trip Abby had planned with her best friend? What about the chair at the dinner table that would now be vacant? A couple of hours later Abby’s family came home from her little sister’s soccer game. Little did they know what they would find as they approached the top of the stairs. Her little sister, Ali, stood still as she looked down at her feet. There on the cold floor lay her big sister, her role model, and her super hero. Ali was crushed when she saw the pill bottle in her hand and the pale color of her skin. Her mom fell to her knees screaming and crying, wondering where she
Her cousins told her about places they would like to take her like swimming in the river and the mango farm, and they also wanted all their friends to meet their cousin from America. In the following couple of days the ceremonies were held for her grandpa. After they were done her parents began to plan the rest of their stay to visit their old friends and catch up and to take my mom to visit family that lived in nearby towns. They also wanted to celebrate her birthday early so she could experience a party and their towns tradition. My mom described it as "everything was so different from home, but so nice"
Although we started to live with our new family June 4, 2004, we officially got adopted on February 18, 2005. This family was very ice and made us feel like we were at home. We were sad that we could not stay with the other family we did enjoy this family too. The first summer we lived with them we went to Disney world ,which was a lot of fun. I remember being super scared on a ride that was like the power tower but it was dark, and being 6 I was scared out of my mind.
My mom, my sister, and I lifted my brother into the car. He felt as if he had eaten a ton of bricks. The towels were thrown into the car with haste. Then the car door slammed shut and off they dove to the hospital. The hospital is about 20 minutes away, 30 minutes with traffic. Since no one else went to the hospital with my mom we just have to take my brothers word that my mom sped. My mom said that all of a sudden he came out of shock. He started screaming louder and tried to make sense of what was happening. When they arrived at the hospital they were rushed to a room. The nurses cut off his blood soaked pants. They threw his shirt in a bag to get washed. the whole time my mom was gone with my brother my siblings and I prayed and talked. We had never had someone in our immediate family get this badly injured since my dad’s accident which was when my sister was just born and I (the oldest) was just a baby. My great-grandma and great-aunt were dead but other than that I haven’t really experienced much death. We knew he wouldn’t die but in the moment it seemed like anything could
They left by the sunrise and managed to make it far from their houses. All went fine until Jake suddenly screamed… He had fell from a steep and hurt his ankle.
I had just walked into Annie’s room to find her screaming in pain. I ran to find the supervising nurse and rushed back to comfort Annie. Shortly after, the nurse came, fed Annie her medications, and walked out. Not a word was said. But I knew Annie was afraid, confused, upset; managing deep pain in her body. I knew she did not want to be alone, so I stayed beside her for a while, holding her hand until she fell asleep, telling her she would be okay. ================
Our parents had been socializing with each other for a while now and were best friends. I’m sure the Christmas, New Years and Easter holidays were the best ever with both families enjoying the festivities together. It was like having one big happy family around all the time.
I also got to see my oldest brother, named Tom, who came home from college. He goes to South Dakota State University. So that was fun to see him. Tom and I went to see Cole’s hockey game. Cole is my brother and he is a Junior at Harrisburg. In the hockey game he knocked some people down hard and that was cool.
He really made me feel like I could be apart of something special. The night ended and I was set to leave the next morning. The 13 hour drive gave me plenty of time to talk with my parents and to go through my options on where I would end
It was sunny and 85 degrees. It was the life. I soon saw my grandparents and ran to them. We drove back to the resort, and went to our room. It was the biggest room I've ever stayed in. My Mom, Dad, Sister, and I stayed in a room, My cousins and Aunt and Uncle stayed in a room, and my grandparents stayed in a room.
My mom had been going to school in Greeley and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house . She had been away for two weeks and wanted to come home for the Fourth of July weekend. My mom had suggested that I go back with her and visit colleges, shop, go to movies and just spend time together. I had been feeling pretty sorry for myself since she had been gone. I had been working alot as a maid and helping my dad run the house, I was getting very irritated with my siblings as I felt that I was the only family member doing my part to help my dad. I was really excited to have a week with my mom to myself. The whole ride over we were talking about what I wanted to do that week. Making plans and having "me time" seemed very important at the time.
We arrived at the emergency room only to find several people already there. Joey was begging me to do something to stop the pain in his back; we waited and waited and waited. Finally, in total anger and despair I set out to find someone to help. The doctor came over, examined him and asked me several questions; it was slowly becoming apparent to me that this doctor did not have any answers. Meanwhile I was growing more concerned about the unknown; what was wrong with my child? The doctor, obviously puzzled by the situation, decided to run a CBC (complete blood count). This took what felt like an eternity, suddenly the doctor became somewhat evasive, almost secretive. I was exasperated, determined to find out what was wrong with Joey’s lab report. I inched my way over behind the curtain, so I could overhear bits and pieces of the doctor’s conversation. They were discussing things like a low hemoglobin count and a high white blood cell count, then I heard it, the most devastating word I have ever heard a doctor say-Leukemia.
Before I knew it I was already a junior in high school and life was had taken a turn for the best. My now current step dad John who had been dating my mom for around 3 years by then decided to purpose to my mom. Things got even more exciting when they told me that we were going to be building a brand new house in the same area and to top that off my mom for the first time ever promised this would be our last move, and has kept that promise ever
I remember it like yesterday. We were all waiting patiently for my father to come home from the race track. He promised me and my sister that if he won, he would take us all to Rye Playland. The minutes felt like hours. It was the longest hour of my life. Then finally we heard the car door shut. Me and my sister ran to the front door anxiously waiting for the news. He opened the door and walked in. We tried to read the expression on his face but of course he was looking down while taking his sneakers off. The suspense was killing us. Then he looked up. No words were spoken between us and our father. He just gave us a blank stare. I didn't know what to think. I was scared to ask because I was so worried of the response. It was that moment when he said to us, "Well kids, pick out what your going to wear to Rye playland this weekend." Excitement just jumped through out my whole body. We both ran over and gave him the biggest hug and ran upstairs to pick out what we were going to bring with us. I was so excited for the next two days, I probably only got about 4 hours sleep. Then the day finally came. It was Saturday.
Graduation was the most important day in my life. I waited for this amazing day for twelve years to reach my dream and move on to college. For most people, graduation is a memorable day. It is hard for me to forget it even after a hundred years. The day I woke up realizing it was my graduation day, I was smiling all day long knowing that I had made my family proud of me. I remember everything about my graduation day: my party, cake, dress, makeup, hair, cap and gown, and the gifts I got from family and friends.