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Stomachaches Research Paper

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Stomachaches have always been a huge part of my life. Everyone has them, but I think I’ve had more than the average kid. Throughout my childhood, I remember having numerous nights in pain and early morning vomit sessions. However, out of all of these memories there is one that was more terrifying than the others. One of the scariest days of my life was when I was admitted into the hospital because of a “stomachache.” It was 2005, and I was only 4 years old. I went to preschool at a church called Samuel United Church of Christ. I loved preschool because I could paint and play with fun toys. So, when I became sick, I was very upset that I couldn’t go to school. I vomited throughout the day and my mother gave me the usual saltine crackers and …show more content…

I was going to have to stay at the hospital for a few days until I was better. When I heard this, I got really scared. I had never spent the night in any place besides home before. Living in the hospital for three days wasn’t very fun. My mother stayed by my side day and night, while my other family members came to visit me occasionally. All I wanted to do was go back home. I started to feel better when the nurses introduced my mom and I to the playroom in the hospital. There were blocks, Legos, and even a play kitchen. I was so happy, despite being sick. My mom played with me during the daytime. Then, the nurses gave my mom and I art supplies. They had paints just like my preschool did. This made my days much more fun. My preschool even sent me a “get well soon,” card with everyone’s signatures. I felt special and less homesick. After the three days, I was finally able to go home. My dehydration was gone, and I felt much better. At home, I was able to sleep in my own bed again and go back to school the next day. I was so glad that things were back to normal. This experience impacted me heavily. I am now a proud germaphobe. I learned to be cautious around germs and to try to stay as clean as possible. Although the hospital was fun, I definitely don’t want to be admitted

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