Imagine your best friend almost dying because of you. You try your hardest to help but nothing worked, you think he’s ok but at the end you know he’s not. On October 21, 2009, it was a normal sunny filled day with my best friend Thor (which is my dog). We were outside playing this game I made up which took awhile for him to understand. I called it Splat! How to play it was kinda like tag but more intense. If you were tagged you would have to close your eyes and try to tag the other person which, in my case, was really hard. That same day I went inside to get a drink of water and noticed in the window something on the floor outside, I guessed it was a leaf of some sort but I saw Thor walk up to it and, “gulb”. He ate it. At the time I didn’t really care what it was that he ate because he eats a lot weird stuff and him eating that leaf looking thing on the floor wasn’t a surprise to me. As night fell, so did I and Thor, so we made it a night and …show more content…
As soon as I snapped out of my unreal reality the doctor told me words that could only mean one thing he wasn’t going to make it, I cried as the doctor was still talking. I told him if I could see him and when I got in all I could see is the pain in his eyes as he walk very slowly up to me as if he could feel my pain as well. I hugged him as tight as I could I didn’t want to let go then suddening I got a call, I wasn’t thinking of picking it up but they told me it was from a doctor, so when I picked up the phone the doctor on the phone told me this “ Hello I am dr.Halls and I heard about your dog's problem and was wondering if i could take a look at him and help you maybe fix his problem” my words speechless and could barely breath I could a hard filled breath and said
Ah, love. Love is so often a theme in many a well-read novel. In the story, As I Lay Dying, one very important underlying theme is not simply love, but the power to love. Some of the characters have this ability; some can only talk about it. Perhaps more than anyone, Addie and Jewel have this power- one which Jewel, by saving his mother twice, merges with his power to act. As the Bible would have it, he does "not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth" (1 John 3:18).
but i was in a hospital and it wasn't my alarm it was my heart rate, i looked down and i had a big wrap around my back and chest. I couldn't remember what had happened but i was cold very cold but it didn't seem to bother me i was so fascinated, i looked up and the doctor was standing there examining him said “we don't know how you survived” i questioned ”what happened” well when we found you you had a icicle strait through your heart and we thought you were gone but when we went to touch it it melted and it was gone except the hole in your chest, but your heart it was in cased in ice and there wasn't a hole it was sealed, but you cant leave yet we are still running test. “but i feel fine im just going to grab my stuff and go” “sir sit down” “no im
My brother and I had our own rooms at the time. He was eight and I was eleven. We live in a cozy three bedrooms house. One day our parents asked us to come into the living room. There were two bags on the couch and they told us to see what’s inside. Inside were delicious jelly beans and a black shirt. I unfolded the shirt and in big blue letters it said Big Brother. Then my brother unfolded his and it said the same thing. We both stared at our mom and realized she was pregnant. We were so excited, and later we find out it’s a boy. Our parents also told us that we would have to share a room, and we were fine with that.
Letting Go of My Father is an article about author’s, Johnathan Rauch, father who suffers with Parkinson’s disease (2010). Rauch struggles with coming to the realization that his father is declining in heath and coming near one of life’s certainties. His father insisted that he could handle living on his own and taking care of himself, but proved within three days that he was nowhere near able to take care of himself. Rauch had to put his entire life on hold in order to take care of his father, in over his head taking care of his parent and ignoring his mental, emotional, and physical health. In order to cope with his personal life, Rauch began to talk to almost everyone and anyone that would listen about his father’s condition. What he learned was that he was not the only one suffering with the responsibility of taking care of a parent, many middle-aged people were struggling to cope with the decline of a parent. Cultural change is necessary in this country, Rauch is quoted, “but the cultural infrastructure is all but nonexistent.” So many people are completely unprepared for one of life’s certainties, but too stubborn to ask for help which is why a cultural change is a necessity in addressing the
In his book, An Uncomplicated Life: A Father’s Memoir of his Exceptional Daughter, Paul Daugherty recounts how his daughter, Jillian, has impacted his life, and the lives of everyone around her. He begins by explaining that his book is not about Jillian’s disability, but “about how her disability has enabled more fully her life and the lives of others,” including his own. Jillian was born with Down syndrome, a diagnosis that shocked Paul and his wife, Kerry, and forever changed their lives. Paul, a sports columnist, was far from prepared to care for and raise a child with a disability, but throughout the book, he explains his own transformation as the result of having Jillian. Kerry, on the other hand, accepted the challenge head on, and together, they set the goal of “building a better Jillian.” What happened in turn was that they were impacted beyond what they could fathom, and Jillian ended up moving those around her to “extraordinary goodness.”
College Essay Obstacle I over came My fathers death Intro- Quote Bruce "Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one" lead into talking about my father and I's lives together leading up to his death.
In March of 1998, my father was rushed to the hospital because of a heart attack. I remember getting home from basketball practice without my mother home. Instead, my sister was there with her children. The fact that my sister was there was familiar to me, but something did not seem right. My sister stayed with me and did not tell me what happened. Later that night, after my sister left, the news that followed would prepare me to encounter the most defining moment of my life.
My father passed away in 1991, two weeks before Christmas. I was 25 at the time but until then I had not grown up. I was still an ignorant youth that only cared about finding the next party. My role model was now gone, forcing me to reevaluate the direction my life was heading. I needed to reexamine some of the lessons he taught me through the years.
It doesn’t matter who you are, whether you’re religious, vegan, athletic, have good music taste, or enjoy the arts a little too much.
Narrative Writing-Day Things Started Disappearing The day where the things started to disappear. It all started like this. I was in my school (MBI) looking outside the window from a distance and thinking ,when could the rain stop. That is when the tragedy began.
Dying Man Restores a 70 Years Old Church and the Outcome was a Miracle Restoration of a decaying church led to a surprise This story belongs to a man named as Greg who was suffering from a life threatening disease, cancer. Greg was just 57 years old and was diagnosed with this disease and when he came to know this he was already at stage 4. Normally, there is a certain time which helps in saving life from this disease but once the time lapses there is no way out. Hence, after being at stage 4 the disease of Greg also became incurable and as per the analysis of doctors he had a few months only.
My stomach weakens with a thought that something is wrong, what would be the answer I could have never been ready for. I call my best friend late one night, for some reason she is the only person’s voice I wanted to hear, the only person who I wanted to tell me that everything will be okay. She answer’s the phone and tells me she loves me, as I hear the tears leak through, I ask her what is wrong. The flood gates open with only the horrid words “I can’t do this anymore”. My heart races as I tell her that I am on my way, what I was about to see will never leave my thoughts.
It was not difficult for me to decide who I have connected with the least over the year; yet it was not a connection that was weak from the start, but one that slowly declined throughout the course of our relationship. The disconnection with my father was not of his own volition, but rather a natural decline due to his situation. My father, John had once been a man I admired, because of his strong dedication to establishing a healthy home for my mother my sister and me. He was once a tall strong man with a slight muscular build, in addition he also cared deeply for our family and would do anything he could to make me and my sister happy. My father would frequently take us on sojourns throughout Virginia and New York that created pleasant memories
The moment we stepped foot into the hospital, I could hear my aunt telling my mother that “he is in a better place now”. At that moment, something had already told me that my dad was deceased; it was like I could feel it or something. I felt the chills that all of a sudden came on my arms. As my mother and grandmother were both holding my hand, they took me into this small room. The walls were white, and it had a table with four tissue boxes sitting on the top. My other grandmother was there, and so were my two aunts, my uncles, and
Oh my God! TJ!“ It was just my mom.She was crying and calling my name again and again.I was so embarrassed and disappointed of my self.I had let her down. After, two of the EMT guys put us on an ambulance. Finally,we made our way to the hospital. My friend john and me were sent in palo alto medical center. It took us about fifteen minute to get there. My friend john was alright. He had a couple of stitches in his head and his arm. He got relieved after a couple of tests but, I was severely injured. I was lying on a hospital bed and thinking what I would have done in the past. Cause this terrible accident happened to me. I was sent to el camino hospital, where I went to the operation theater for my hipbones surgery.The doctor told me after surgery that my hipbones was fractured the reason they had to put a plate in hipbones to stay together.Although, my left arm was also fractured the reason I could not feel my arm. After surgery, they took me to the other room and gave me a couple of injections. Momentarily, I went to sleep. I woke up in the next day and thinking hopefully it was just a dream,but it’s not. I opened my eyes and saw a couple of relative looking me like a stranger. My dad came over my bed and gave me a hug and I literally started crying after thinking about the accident. I could not believe after a massive car accident I was still alive. Doctors kept in hospital couple of