What Is My Near Death Experience Essay

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In December of 2006 each and every one of my family members life had turned up side down. What I want to say is that my parents near death experience provoked a sad emotion I wish to never experience again in my life.
My entire family was in a panic, after receiving the news I just stayed in my room, quiet.It all began with my mother going for a check up at the doctors, she was worried that she felt a lump on her breast. As a child I didn’t know what to think of that...breast cancer? All that came to mind was "death", it turned out that she was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer. Exactly a week went by, and another situation had arose; My dad had gotten an ischemic stroke in his sleep the night before it had been seven days of my mom …show more content…

Watching my mothers bouncy brown curls fall out slowly, had to be one of the most depressing things to watch. I used to do my hair every morning in her bathroom and each time she would get out of the shower she would come out with less and less hair.She cherished her hair so much, she thought it was what made a girl looked beautiful, it was important to her which is why it makes me hurt inside when she lost it all.The reason I say the word "most" earlier is because there 's worst things throughout this horrifying …show more content…

My dad...my poor dad, I remember that sad morning so clearly. I used to enjoy waking up really early in the morning with my parents so that I could drink coffee, watch the news, and read a bit of the news paper. This morning was different, my dad woke up with a big headache and I remember his sitting down and holding his left leg because he was in agonizing pain. He held my hand as I sat next to him once again, I was confused and had no idea what was to come. My mother began to panic unaware of his condition and began searching his symptoms online, and just decided to take him to the ER out of panic. After I was told that my dad had gotten a stroke, I barely got to see him. I went from getting picked up by him everyday from school, shopping for groceries with him, and my most favorite thing watching scary movies with him, to watching him die slowly in the hospital.
My perception in life was not all there, I was only eight years old I feel as if that particular year was a blur, I didn’t want to remember anything I saw. I didn’t want to remember my mom throwing up many times, I didn’t want to remember my mom receiving a call that my dad was bleeding to death because he took a pain killer unaware that he was taking a blood

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