The Switch Up
Middle School transitions us through an awkward stage in our life. Our faces are decorated with blemishes, pizza is trapped in our braces, and our pre-teen stage proves us to be hormonal. With a positive outlook, we are invited to sleepovers, crushes become boyfriends, and lunchtime is full of fun and laughter— but not for everyone. For me middle school was lonesome. With such an important time of my life, I perceived myself as anything but significant. In my circumstance I felt miserable, but soon a tragic accident would leave me with a reformed outlook on life.
Shortly past midnight, my parents rushed me to the hospital for severe abdominal pain. Following a few tests, my doctor ruled my agony to be an ulcer in the lining of my stomach. He concluded that I would be fine and ordered morphine for my pain. My heart raced when I suddenly noticed a peculiar woman holding my hand. Her confusion grew as I screamed for help; Nurses scurried into the room, pinning me down on the gurney as I wailed in panic. Fortunately, my amnesia episodes quickly came to a terminal end. My mother frequently drilled me with questions, fearing I would forget her again. Hours later, my doctor deliberated on my bizarre reaction to the medicine. He …show more content…
I could not walk, yet there were a million other things I was capable of. “Looking on the bright side” might seem like a silly thing to do; nonetheless, this phrase has encompassed my life and given me so much joy for the days to come. There is always a blessing received in any situation. Enduring a catastrophic event, I was heartbroken; however, I have been given an understanding of self-worth through the process. This tragic accident introduced to me a profound understanding of true love people have for others and taught me to not hesitate to express it. My heart overflows with gratitude and forever holds a nostalgic longing for my middle school
Middle School transitions us through an awkward stage in our life. Our faces are decorated with blemishes, pizza is trapped in our braces, and our pre-teen stage proves us to be hormonal. With a positive outlook, we are invited to sleepovers, crushes become boyfriends, and lunchtime is full of fun and laughter— but not for everyone. For me middle school was lonesome. With such an important time of my life, I perceived myself as anything but significant. In my circumstance I felt miserable, but soon a tragic accident would leave me with a reformed outlook on life.
Shortly past midnight, my parents rushed me to the hospital for severe abdominal pain. Following a few tests, my doctor ruled my agony to be an ulcer in the lining of my stomach. He concluded that I would be fine and ordered morphine for my pain. My heart raced when I suddenly noticed a peculiar woman holding my hand. Her confusion grew as I screamed for help; Nurses scurried into the room, pinning me down on the gurney as I wailed in panic. Fortunately, my amnesia episodes quickly came to a terminal end. My mother frequently drilled me with questions, fearing I would forget her again. Hours later, my doctor deliberated on my bizarre reaction to the medicine. He …show more content…
I could not walk, yet there were a million other things I was capable of. “Looking on the bright side” might seem like a silly thing to do; nonetheless, this phrase has encompassed my life and given me so much joy for the days to come. There is always a blessing received in any situation. Enduring a catastrophic event, I was heartbroken; however, I have been given an understanding of self-worth through the process. This tragic accident introduced to me a profound understanding of true love people have for others and taught me to not hesitate to express it. My heart overflows with gratitude and forever holds a nostalgic longing for my middle school