Personal Narrative-Colored My Perception Of Pain

Snow blinded my perception as I accelerated down the hill that seemed inconceivably steep which made me go at incredible speeds. After I lost all sensation in my fingers and toes, my heart dropped to the floor after seeing the prodigious slope become steeper. The last thing I recall, is noticing a thick red line that was painted on the hill, becoming less and less visible due to the accumulation of snow.

I lingered in the hospital for the next week, dreadfully coming in and out of consciousness. In the few moments that I managed to be aware of where I was, I awoke to the smell of iodoform which is a distinctive smelling disinfectant. Every time somebody entered or exited my room they would sanitize their hands giving off that strong chemical smell similar to ethanol which felt …show more content…
I slowly examined my scrawny legs, and observed new scars that I did not recognize, running up my lower body. In an unsuccessful attempt to stand up, an excruciating pain shot through my leg, and made its way up my body. I heard a faint noise coming from my right side, and noticed my tearful mother sitting next to me, patiently but anxiously waiting for me to wake …show more content…
Was this God giving me my one last chance on life? This was a question I constantly asked to myself. Being a fearless child who never thought about the consequences of my own actions, has brought me to this point. I have suffered so many head injuries that I could no longer continue sports, or even go on rollercoasters. I had to find another purpose in my life. I had to stop these suicidal thoughts from entering my head; but sadly I couldn’t. Unsure if it was because of all the medication I was taking, or the loss of what made me happy in life, I felt like I could not live with myself. I felt that was for a long time, until I met another boy my age,