Personal Health: The Loss Of Physical Health

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Physical health is one aspect of life that most individuals take for granted. Most people assume that our health will always be there or if one becomes sick they will be able to recover their health with the new medical advances that are always happening around the world. However, this is not always the case some individuals have to face a chronic lack of health and deal with the implications of this on their life. The loss of health I will be talking about today is not a direct loss of personal health but a loss of health that my father experiences and all the different components that affect my family and I’s life because of it. Thinking back on my childhood memories I cannot remember a moment where my father wasn’t struggling with pain …show more content…

For some reason, out of me and all my siblings I felt responsible for taking care of my dad. I constantly felt pressure to try and stop the fighting between my father and other family member as much as I could. To do this I would always hover around my father trying to make sure he wasn’t experiencing difficulty executing a task. If I show any sign of him struggling I would step in, pretending I want to help with the task but in reality, I just didn’t want him to get mad. A prime example of this is whenever he cooked dinner, he would always struggle to bend over to reach the pots or pans, I would always be in the next room half-heartedly working on homework while the other part of me was panicky. I remember my heart would always start to race and I wouldn’t be able to focus anymore on my homework because of the fear of him becoming aggravated. At the first sign of trouble I would hop up from my living room seat hoping I could stop him from fighting with anyone in my family. I would run into the kitchen pretending to be an overly excited child asking if he wanted help cooking, know It wasn’t a want but a need. My dad always excepted and I would quickly take over the responsibility of cook even though I hated It. He would always try to praise me after saying what a good helpful daughter I was but instead of the excitement that most children got getting the praise I would get angry thinking I shouldn’t have to help you with this

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