Having Surgery Without Anesthesia Essay

Imagine having surgery without anesthesia, or maybe even being shot and left on the side of the road to die. Imagine being starved and locked in a room for a week-- I would rather that happen to me, then having to go through this. Sitting at my desk, just wishing for a murderer to break into the school and shoot me. My body was shaking as if I was having my own personal earthquake. Mrs.Spaetz starts calling people up to the board to write our names in the order we will be presenting. I sink down in my seat hoping she doesn’t see me. But of course-- she does and calls me up. Walking up to her I feel all the eyes of my judgemental piers….waiting for me to trip and fall face first into the ground. I get put half way down the list. That leaves a possibility of not having to go till the next day. The clock hands don’t seem to move though and the class takes forever. The anxiety I feel is like being pulled under a wave and chained to the bottom of the ocean.
“I can’t do this, I can’t talk in front of all of these people,” I thought to myself as I started to feel a single tear fall from the corner of my eye. My thoughts blur out the sound of the …show more content…
It’s nothing new for me to have anxiety. “Just breath Payton, just breath,” I kept telling myself “This happens all the time you will get through it.” But this deathly feeling in my chest started appearing. My heart was beating 100 miles per hour, but at the same time, ached as if I was a 90 year old woman having a heart attack. Not sure how to handle the situation I grab my chest and franticly glance around the room for someone with an inhaler. Trying to relax myself, I pray. Next thing I know, I look over my shoulder and see my presentation projected on the whiteboard. I hurry to catch a breath, and try to wipe the sweat of my upper lip without anyone noticing. Before I know it I am reading the first page of the presentation, “Are boys really stronger than