Personal Narrative: My Second Child

I have a shocking text from my mom; my sister has had her first child! I am nervous yet overjoyed; I call my mom immediately and listen very carefully My sister has been having continuous troubles with her pregnancy. Throughout the summer, she has had to go in for an ultrasound every week. Today, which is such an astonishing day, both of my parents decide to go with sister to her ultrasound. After the ultrasound, the nurse told my sister that she must immediately go across the street to the hospital to have a caesarean section.

Month after month she would suffer abdominal pains that were so severe, at times she would have to leave her college classes and go home. Tia suffered with symptoms for many years before she consulted a physician who diagnosed her with something called endometriosis. This was heart wrenching to her as she was told it could affect her ability to have children. She then underwent two laparoscopic surgeries to help manage her condition. After this she decided to take a more wholistic approach and try and modify her diet.

Luke did not want anyone to know about him being sick so Julie was supposed to pick him up and then take him to the doctor. When they got to the doctors office the waiting room was full of sniffling kids. Forty minutes went bye and the door to the outside of the office had opened and Luke’s mom rushed in: “Nancy! Why are you here? The doctor told me to come.

The next 14 hour were the most excruciating hours of my life,I had never been so terrified. I had to be strong for her and the family, I had to be their rock. As my mother laid in the hospital recovering, I filled in the empty slot of mother's role. I was a high school student during the day and in the evening I was the chef, the caretaker, and the nurse. On the weekend I worked as a cashier to help our financial woes.

When I was in 6th grade I couldn’t focus in class or focus on really anything. I was constantly moving and had to be active or I’d start getting body shakes just to get energy out. When my parents became aware of this they were immediately concerned and took me to the doctor soon after. I was taken to a testing center where they put a weird looking red hat on my head, put some sort of gel on the top of my head and asked me a bunch of questions. The whole procedure took about an hour and by the end I was diagnosed with ADHD.

They laid her on my chest for 2 minutes then took her away. She was rushed to the nursery to get put on oxygen. She was having a little trouble. She stayed in the nursery for 2 days, then the nurses finally brought her to me. Those where the hardest 2 days of my life, she was with me for 8 months.

When Annabel Beam was five years old, her parents became concerned when she threw up constantly. Upon taking their daughter to the hospital, they discovered that Annabel has two rare conditions: pseudo-obstruction motility disorder and antral hypomotility disorder. These intestinal conditions resulted in Annabel’s intestine muscles failing to contract, which ultimately caused the muscles to believe that there was a blockage in her intestines. For the first years of her diagnosis, Annabel and her family prayed and hoped for a miracle. However, Annabel’s conditions continued to worsen.

During my summer break of 2011, I broke my ankle on father’s day. 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.

His solution was, “‘If you were my wife, I’d give you the same advice,” the doctor told her. “Let’s terminate the pregnancy and start again next month’” (Collins 167). It took a couple minutes to process the words I just read because the doctor made it sound like being pregnant was equivalant to writing the wrong word in pen. Pregnancy is actually pretty complicated when you put it into perspective because about it, there is another life being created inside a woman’s body. It just amazes how incompetent some people can be.

In Deep Treble. “Help me, Brit!” “Dad will be up here any minute and he’ll freak out if he sees my music stuff!” I screamed to my sister. “Just tell them you want to sing” She replied. My parents were both doctors and they desperately wanted me to be one too. I didn’t have a choice really.

On the way home from church that first night, my chest began to hurt and I felt like I could not get any air. So, like any other teenage girl, I told my mom. She was worried, so the next day she took me to the doctor. I sat there

Seeing her be so brave and fearless taught me to try until I fall. When the surgery was over, she was too weak to even stand. She had to start all over, from the bottom to the top. She didn’t have any strength, but knowing she was in control of her fate made her push herself for change. From sitting up to crawling, from crawling to standing, from standing to walking, from walking to running.