Dibble dibble dopp dopp, the water came out of the faucet while I was taking a shower. As I was taking a shower, I was humming “The school bell ttaeng ttaeng ttaeng.” Suddenly, the light turned off, I tremble and out without time to think. Because, when I was young I was afraid of left alone in a dark room.
Clank! The window fell down me because the floor was too slippery and I kicked the window. All of a sudden my head became blank. The blood came out from my leg and I could see the piece of glass stuck in my leg. I could see the white thing inside of my leg, it was my kneecap. When I try to pull out the glass, my mom shouted at me “Do not touch your leg, just stay calm.” And then my mom picks the phone up and calls to someone. It was 911,
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While I took my neighbor’s car, the seats were like a sea of blood. I do not have any mind to say something and I became distraught. When I almost lose my mind, my mother said “let’s get out of the car.” I walked to the hospital, limping. Abruptly, I could feel extreme pain through my leg. At the moment of window fell down to my knee, I could not feel any pain because I was so nervous and shocked. The time waiting at the elevator was the worst five minutes of my life. The nurse laid me on the bed, and a few minutes later, the doctor came to me and he started to fumigate my leg. He used the saline solution almost 10bottles, what the doctor said was “In the window lots of bacteria and viruses are living”. When he spread the saline solution to my leg, I thought he had put my legs on fire. After finishing fumigations, the doctor wrapped my legs with a bandage and said “I cannot do surgery”. He cannot do surgery because of not enough medical device. So, my mother and I got home just after first aid. What we had to do was go to big hospital, which has high technology medical devices. My mother told me to take a rest and she went to her room. But, I cannot sleep because full of concerning my leg. I heard a phone call between the gaps. I have a friend whose father is a doctor, so my mother calls to my friend’s father and he replied “I will go to help Sang Won”. A few minutes later the bell rings again,
As I regained consciousness, I felt a warm sensation flowing from my chest… I moved my eyes towards my stomach. On her knees, Mother was hastily applying a thick gauze to a place on my stomach where dark red blood pumped out… Then I sat down and rolled up my red, soggy shirt. I touched my wound, flinching from the pain. I took a deep breath and as gently as possible, pinched the slit.
It felt like a knife was stabbing me right in the leg. I noticed a considerable amount of other campers staring at me as I was laying on the ground in pain. “Ouch! Oh my gosh!” I held my leg as I yelled loudly.
Even though I knew that my mom understood that I was in pain, that didn’t stop me from complaining. Once my mom pulled into the parking lot of the emergency room, she faced the next challenge. Getting me out of the booster seat. I know that my mom loves me and was not trying to put me in pain, but boy did that hurt! I cried and cried as she took me into the emergency room.
I felt a sharp pain from my chest and I collapsed on the ground and I lost consciousness again. I woke strapped to a table this time with people looking down on me I reached for the knife in my jacket and cut the straps on the table and dropped the knife as I ran down the stairs and stopped at the door. It was beginning to open and I hid the people walked by with Dr.Zygon and I was about to reach out
When my mom saw me, she began to scream hysterically; and my dad quickly started the car in effort to bring me to the hospital as soon as
Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.
Concussion? Ever got one? It hurts to get a concussion… a lot. I did have one experience, I mean the first experience getting a concussion. I got only one concussion… so far.
I broke my tibia, fibula and cracked my platelet in my ankle. My mom rushed me to a hospital where we waited two hours for me to be seen. After a while my mom got frustrated and very impatient she then helped me back into the car and rushed me to children’s hospital where they wheeled me to an emergency room and put me to sleep. They began to place my bones back into place.
All I wanted was for the pricks to stop. Finally that inescapable darkness feeling overtook me. This time I welcomed it like a warm blanket that would keep me safe from all the pain. As I lay there in the hospital bed inert and mute, my mom stayed by my side. My grandma had to pry her hands from the side of my bed just to get her to go check on Kaden.
Then, all too quickly, BAM! I was sprawled flat on my face, my hands and feet laid out, just hard ground beneath my stunned body, my hand sliced on a shard of broken bottle. I screamed bloody murder all the way to the emergency room. My mom tried to comfort me to no avail; I was a blubbering, hysterical mess. The nurses lifted me onto the bed and tried to calm me
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. I was moved to another room where other people were surrounded by nurses getting prepared for surgery. The moment I was stationed in my room I was surrounded by different nurses. There was the anesthetic nurse, the head nurse, the assistant nurses and even the nurses that are in training.
I quickly finished tying my shoe and hopped onto my purple mountain bike and we were off. Logan my brother who I love sometimes,Cassie My best friend, Easton Cassie’s brother,Sawyer Cassie’s brother, Mr. Wychers and I were going to ride our bikes through a trail off in the woods and go to Whistle stop and then cut through town and head to Houseman's. The sky was cloudy and the daylight was being blocked by a thick dark cloud, which looked a lot like a rain cloud. We started to cut through a dead cornfield, lifeless tall brown and crusty plants sat in a single spot and as the soft wind blew the once luscious herbs. I felt the dead greens slap me in the leg and burrs got stuck to my pant leg.
I hit eh tree at a slight angle which prevented my head from making contact with the tree, but meant that the entirety of the force was put on my inner left thigh. In the blink of an eye, I was on my back, in pain, and wanting to see my mom. Turns out she wanted to see me too. She fully ran down the side of the iced over hill in order to get to me without falling while my dad crept down the side. After making sure that I did not hit my head, They put me on a sled and carried me back to the
I was told my mother was on her way and would meet me there. The two words, "Emergency Room" made me think football might be over, When we finally arrived at the hospital; the paramedics took me to an empty bed where my Mom was already waiting. I have never like hospitals, everyone always sounds like they are going to die and the constant long drawn out beeps from the heart monitors always going off. The smell in the hospital didn’t help either. The nurse came in with a needle that in my memory looked long enough to go through my arm. "
It was all a blur. Next thing I know I feel a sharp pain in my arm. I collapse and land head first. My breathing became hard and heavy. My eyes felt like they couldn’t stay up on their own.