Isabel Rodriguez “Out With the Splinter” Did you ever do anything wrong without knowing it? My brother, sister, and I were all fooling around in my backyard. Then my father arrived home from All-American. My father hollered, “Come on, kids! Let’s go! Lunch is here.” We came charging up on the deck barefoot to get to our seats. As I was getting closer to my seat, I just wanted to sit in my chair and bite into the juicy burger. However, all of a sudden it felt like I was running in slow motion. I stepped on this one piece of wood and I felt a jolt of pain coming up my leg from my foot. I looked down and saw a little chunk of wood missing from the deck. The piece of wood landed right in my foot and tons of pain came fiercely shooting up my leg. …show more content…
It hurts!” My father responded, “We will wait a couple of days but this splinter has to come out!” Then a couple of days later, my mother blurted, “Come on! Let’s go to the doctor. It’s time to get this splinter out.” When we showed up at the doctor’s office, we waited a little while. While I was waiting in the doctor’s office, I was thinking, "What will he pull the splinter out with? Maybe the doctor will pull the splinter out with tweezers or cut my foot open with a knife.” After the doctor looked at my foot, the doctor muttered, “Hmmm”. Then the doctor spritzed my foot with a bottle filled with chemicals to numb it. The doctor spoke, “Hold still this will take a couple of minutes.” As I was lying back on the table, quietly, in the doctor's office he was examining my foot. The doctor was observing and started to take out the splinter. The doctor was trying to pull out the splinter with tweezers. He was pulling for what seemed to be about five to ten minutes, the doctor then pulled a little bit harder. Sharp pains came shooting up my leg. I began to raise my other foot. About two minutes past and he was pulling harder on my foot. Sharp pains came shooting up my leg again. While my leg was still in pain, I pulled backwards calmly and fiercely letting it go. It then was plunging through the air. Once it hit the doctor’s face you could hear a little thud. Surprisingly, the Doctor jumped back after the kick. He was a little bit
A man came into the emergency ward at one o'clock. His thumb came in an
Joe turns to me and grumbles, “It will be a miracle if they don’t cut off my foot.” As he removed his boot, I glance over I see his foot was nearly twice its normal size a condition known as trench foot. I feel sorry for the man, knowing that he will most likely lose his foot.
Lt. John Dunbar was lying on a hospital bed, leg totally mutilated. Barely conscious, the man over heard the surgeon say he could not amputate this mans leg as tired as he was. Dunbar didn’t like what he heard, so when the surgeons left, he grabbed his boat, and he slowly slid the boat up his mutilated foot biting on a stick to relive the massive pain.
The fresh wound didn’t seem like it would be such a problem until I saw the blood trickling out. Sure, when I had cut my self by grabbing a piece of saw palmetto, I felt my skin ripping and quickly retracted my right hand. However, my want for adventure to explore the tree island overcame the small bit of pain I felt. An adrenaline rush helped me overcome all of the annoyances pushing through the dense brim of the island, like palmetto leaves and spider webs, as well as the myriad of other obstacles upon finally penetrating.
A nurse with brunette hair asked me to get in a wheelchair; she rushed me to the back because she noticed my wrist turning blue and purple. A RN took me to x-ray
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Lisa sliced through the laces and tried to ease the shoe off of his foot. She stopped when he flinched. “I’m going to have to cut it off. The shoe, not the foot.” No one laughed, and they all watched intently as she worked. When the foot was exposed and relatively clean, she stood up. “What happened?”
There was nowhere to go. My feet try to dodge the cracks and holes on what's left of the floor. I suddenly felt my foot get caught by something, sending my whole body straight down. I ignored the pain and look to see a firm hand gripping my ankle.
I was kicking, screaming, and making excuses so that they could let me go. Two nurses held me down and tried to calm me down. The surgeon put a mask on me and told me to count to ten. The mask smelled like cherries, I couldn’t resist not smelling it. The room was spinning and all of a sudden it was pitch black.
I slowly wake up, and it must have been hours later. I looked down and my leg was gone. I could feel a searing pain rush through my body. My leg was bandaged up around the cut, but I could still imagine how it looked. Blood was dripping from the bandages. I could not take it anymore. Right there I shut my eyes, and never again were they opened. My family was traumatized at my death.
Upon landing, I heard a crack that sounded as if lightning had struck, and immediately fell to the floor cryings tears of
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A couple of days after I had a doctor’s appointment to figure out the problem with my knee. While waiting for the specialist to see me, I was sitting with my left leg I was bouncing my leg up and down. When the specialist came in he
As I turned around to begin the journey towards my hopeless shot, disregarding the obvious mistake I was making, it hit me. The pressure from the sudden unexpected impact on the tip of my left elbow shot through my entire body quickly and painfully. The pain shot from my elbow, through my arm, down through my legs, then back up to my other arm, and finally to my head. The pain was strong and sharp. It felt as though I had fallen on an electric cattle fence, and it had given me one strong electrical shock that overtook my whole body with pain for a split second.
OUCH! My leg crippled with pain. I tried to shuffle my way to the window, but it was excruciating. As my senses kicked back in, I felt pains shooting up and down my body. Peering down at my hands I screamed. My hands were covered in cold, congealed blood.