Personal Narrative: My Trip To Finley Hospital

That 's when the pain kicked in. I started panicking and crying. My dad took me and got the car ready to take me to the hospital. When we got to the surgery room it took 2 doctors, mom, dad, and a nurse to hold me down because that 's how much it hurt.

October 4, 2007. I was in school, just like every other day and the office gets a call from my mom saying that I need to leave. At the time, I was confused because my mom would never just pull me out of school unless it was an emergency. I got to the car and she told me that we are going to the hospital, grandma is not doing good.

She is the main carer for her husband, who is currently staying at a care home until Gladys is discharged from hospital. Gladys admitted to the nurse that she had been experiencing regular chest pains for some time; however, she had been self-administering aspirin to herself, rather than go to the doctor. As I observed, the nurse explained to Gladys that she should have gone to the doctor straight away rather than self-medicate and stated that Gladys would need an angiogram to confirm a diagnosis and assess any trauma sustained. She also gave Gladys a copy of The Eatwell Plate and stated that Gladys would need to lose weight in order to prevent the event from happening again,

By then I was on the ground crying with my arm fractured and my arm on the whole other side of my body. And I got up and went up to my sister in tears and she said what’s wrong I said I fell off the swing and she called my parents.

One afternoon on a clear winter day my mom came into my room and told me that my grandpa is having heart surgery on monday and asked me if i wanted to go see him befor surgery. I said “Yes, I would love to go.” The next morning my mom woak me up and got me and my brother ready to go to the hospital. The drive was long,but we finally got to the hospital. After we went inside and sat down with family and weighted for two hours.

Folole Muliaga was observed to be critically ill with obesity-related heart and lung infection. She was limited to a home oxygen machine after specialists confirmed that Mrs. Muliaga required help breathing in the wake of affliction from terminal cardiomyopathy. Folole Muliaga was in the hospital from March of 2002 until May of 2002 for her condition. Amid her stay in the hospital, Mrs. Muliaga 's electricity bill continuing to surge. While Mrs. Muliaga was in the hospital, her spouse endeavored to make provisions to installments towards the past due electric bill.

We pulled into the hospital parking lot and i got out of the car barely able to walk, i felt all dizzy and not the same. My dad picked me up and carried me into the hospital. We sat down and waited almost two hours until we got called back into the hospital room! They told me i needed staples, four across the back of my head. My mom was holding my hand and shaking and all i wanted was for her to let go of me, all i wanted was my uncle.

Also, her father died when she was a young girl. (Elizabeth II, queen).When she heard she lost her father she was in a different country, the queen was with her husband. One would think that it would have been very hard to cope with that and still become the queen. The car crash that killed Diana tested the whole family.

Now you would think they would give her a basic painkiller like an ibuprofen or something. Instead, the doctors offered her a Tylenol with Codeine in it. When I tell you my mom was so heated by what they did, I thought she was about to hop out the bed and run out the hospital entrance. I understood why she felt that way and why I feel Clinton is the best candidate for

As he looks down with blood dripping all over, he goes back inside the house as policemen is running up to the doorstep. They informed him they were transporting his mom to the hospital where she eventually died. Shawn was heartbroken but cherished the memories he and his mom had together. Shawn had to move in with is dad now that his mom had passed away.

Upon arrival I was met by a team of nurses and doctors with a stretcher ready. My dad quickly parked...in the middle of the entrance and carried me to them. I was rolled through a corridor to be met by a room where pain medicine and some other drugs were administered and my wounds were dressed. The next thing I remember is waking up to my parents telling me that I will have to be transported to Shriner’s Childrens Hospital in Houston, Texas. The level of care I needed was not available anywhere else so we made the trip.

The soft spoken nurse had sent me out to the lobby to wait again to be called. Minutes later my mother and older sister had showed up to the hospital. “James Sanchez” said a male nurse. I had stumbled over to him, when he asked how I was doing? And told me to follow him.

My mom decided to take her to the doctor, and he suggested to have her get an MRI. Today we got phone call from our doctor stating that she had cancer. I was in complete denial, until I realized that I had I stay strong for my best friend and help her through this tough moment in her life. Riley is the spitting image of me. We both

To even make it worse the doctor told my mom there was nothing they could do and I would have to be airlifted to the children’s hospital in Grand

It was twenty minutes until 10 o’clock. I was getting ready to lie down. My phone rings and the next thing I know, I was rushing out the door with the fully stocked diaper bag in my hand. I had received a phone call that Jazmine was on her way to the hospital because her contractions were coming sooner and a lot more forceful. As I pulled up to the hospital; consequently, I quickly found an empty parking spot and dashed in.