I knew I could never make it through the day sitting at home staring at a blank screen. Later that morning, we arrived at Gordmans and paced through the store looking for bargains. I tried to shop, but was too distracted. Finding a chair, I sat and hoped my mom was doing okay. Finally my dad called and told Joy that my mom was rushed to the emergency room for a C-section.
CCIB received a call from Susan, her Grandmother was at the facility for four weeks, moved in 11/17/2015, Mable Werane (DOB 09/08/1914). While she was there, the family thought maybe she was having trouble adjusting to the new place as the one she lived at for 8 years had just closed. Two days after she moved in, she had a doctor appointment, her family noticed that she was wearing depends, even though she never wore them before. They discovered that the staff was not taking her to the bathroom every four hours as she was accustomed, just left her in the depends. The family also started to notice that when they changed her, they seemed to just toss her around, she would be overheard saying "Don't, Don't and Ow, Ow."
In the book titled “THE LAST LECTURE” by Randy Rausch, the protagonist of the story is Randy Pausch and the antagonist is pancreatic cancer. One page 4 chapter 1 it states that “That week, however, I got the news: My most recent treatment hadn’t worked. I had just months to live”. In that quote, it started a conflict that was not only alarming to his wife Jai and to his three kids, Logan, Dylan, and Chloe but alarming to himself to know that his time was coming to an end, and he is approaching his deathbed. Randy and Jai decided to take their concerns to a psychotherapist, Michele Reiss, She specializes in helping families when one member is confronting a terminal illness.
Clair 's room has to two big windows facing the busy street, she always liked to sit and watch the cars drive past. A light breeze was invading the little girls bedroom through the fully opened window making the window curtain flutter. It felt as if a huge weight was dropped on Joni 's shoulder, Clair knew she was not supposed to open that window with out her mothers permission. As Mathew reentered the kitchen looking as he had just seen the ghost of his dead father, paler then someone who has been sick with disease lying on their death bed. As his usual joyful blue eyes met Joni 's she saw they had turned to stone cold black and she knew right from that something was terribly terribly wrong.
Although the game may have been over, the hardest day of my life was just starting. Afterwards, my mom and I were waiting for my dad to stop talking because he just never stops. My mom started screaming about her excruciating pains, and we, as a family, rushed her to the hospital. The next 12 hours were a living hell. The doctor walked
We would also watch the storms come in on our porch because my mom has always loved storms and it is something that I enjoy with her. A bitter-sweet story of my childhood was in half day kindergarten we had a meeting with our parents and the teacher at the end of the year and the first two kids to get to her classroom got a fish. I was the first and I got fish and its name was Snowflake. I died about two weeks later so me and my mom went to Walmart and bought a new one. It was orange so I named it Peaches and it died in less than two weeks.
When we got to the hospital, I walked through the emergency room, but the surgical waiting room was closed. My mom and I were confused because I was my doctor 's first patient. When they opened the door the receptionist quickly gave me the paperwork and I started to fill them out. I freak out while I was filling out the papers because they had written out that I tore my right ACL when I tore my left ACL. I went to the counter and told the receptionist “ Excuse me ma 'am, the information on the forms are wrong.” The lady then looked at the paper and realized it was wrong and started to laugh and said “ I am so sorry I wrote the wrong one down.” I knew that if I didn 't notice the papers they would have done surgery on my right knee instead of the left knee.
“The Story of an Hour “ when Mrs.Malled confirm her about the death she goes to her room quite with no one follow her sitting on a armchair in front of an open window thinking that is it true or fiction what happened in order to get out from the shock. She stayed on the chair sad but at the same time happy because she was not allow to go out or work her husband would lock her home and not being able to live her daily live as normal people do.as for the second story “A Rose for Emily” before the death of her father. Her father deprived her of doing everything as
January 11, 2013, I wake up to yelling, prayers, and crying. I walked into the kitchen where all the noises were coming from and I found my mother on the floor crying, talking on the phone with my godmother. My father was there by her side, trying hard not to cry while supporting his wife. I didn’t know what was happening, this was the first time I’ve seen my mom so vulnerable and broken. My parents didn’t tell me anything other than my grandmother was in critical condition at the hospital, but with god's help she would overcome this hard time.