A Day At The Hospital Essay

1146 Words Nov 4th, 2015 null Page
After we left the emergency room we went home, leaving my mother and Amy behind to help my Papa Jack as they waited until late that night for a real hospital room to open up. Finally one opened up around 9 o’clock that night. The next day they spent the day at the hospital with Nani and Papa Jack, meeting with certain people that wanted to see her and getting ready to move her back home. Meanwhile, me and my sister were forced to return to school the next day. Acting as though everything is fine when your whole world is changing is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.
That Thursday we left again to go be with her while she lived out her last few days. As I walked through the doors I had walked through at least a hundred times before, the first thing I noticed was the large hospital bed in the living room. Within a day she had been transferred from the hospital back to her home, and since she could barely move, (much less get up the stairs to her bedroom) there was a hospital bed situated in the living room downstairs.
It 's hard to really grasp humility until you see someone who changed your diapers when you were a baby, be ill to the point where you had to help wash her with washcloths and change her bed sheets because she couldn’t leave her bed. Though it only lasted a few days that small amount of time felt like I was stuck in a nightmare forever. Nani slept most of the time and didn’t speak much, if at all, growing weaker and weaker every day. My mother had…

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