Most of the people I know, think that their mothers will live for ever, and that nothing bad will happened to them. I used to think the same way as them, until I faced a hard situation when my mother was at the hospital. It all started on Monday, June the 1st on 2013, my mother was telling me that she felt uncomfortable. That something on the abdominal right of her stomach was feeling numb. I told her if she felt any kind of pain and all she said was: “I’m okay.” That same day on the evening, my mother was throwing up, her skin was white like the clouds; There was no color whatsoever. I felt a knot on my throat, and a sassy feeling of crying. I had never seen my mother like that in all my life. Then my mother said that the numbness on her
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I felt impotent, I wanted to help her. I wanted to know what to do to keep her stable, for her not to go through the pain. All I wanted for her was relief. Because of my mother’s abdominal pain was worst, I demanded my father, to take my mother to the hospital; he agreed. Once at the hospital, she was introduced into a tube so that she could get a MRI. On the MRI came out that she had her appendix broken, so the doctors hurried her into the surgery room. When my father told me what was going on, I saw my complete life stopped. During the surgery was going on, I was really nervous that I started to cry. I was praying for my mother to be okay, so that she could see my sisters I grow …show more content…
I was very thankful with God, because he decided to let my mother be with us more time. When I finally saw her, tears came to my eyes, but this time they weren’t of sadness they were of happiness. She was here with us talking but tired. After I left my mother’s room, the doctor explained to me what kept my mother alive. He said that her appendix had been broken for about one week. That thanks to layer of fatness that surrounded her appendix she was alive. All that came to my mind, in that specific moment was; dropped to my knees and thank the doctor for everything he did for my mother. With tears on his eyes he picked me up and told me, thanks to people like you others
I felt impotent, I wanted to help her. I wanted to know what to do to keep her stable, for her not to go through the pain. All I wanted for her was relief. Because of my mother’s abdominal pain was worst, I demanded my father, to take my mother to the hospital; he agreed. Once at the hospital, she was introduced into a tube so that she could get a MRI. On the MRI came out that she had her appendix broken, so the doctors hurried her into the surgery room. When my father told me what was going on, I saw my complete life stopped. During the surgery was going on, I was really nervous that I started to cry. I was praying for my mother to be okay, so that she could see my sisters I grow …show more content…
I was very thankful with God, because he decided to let my mother be with us more time. When I finally saw her, tears came to my eyes, but this time they weren’t of sadness they were of happiness. She was here with us talking but tired. After I left my mother’s room, the doctor explained to me what kept my mother alive. He said that her appendix had been broken for about one week. That thanks to layer of fatness that surrounded her appendix she was alive. All that came to my mind, in that specific moment was; dropped to my knees and thank the doctor for everything he did for my mother. With tears on his eyes he picked me up and told me, thanks to people like you others