Somethings are a blessing in disguise, and it took me awhile to realize that my six year old brother needing emergency surgery on his appendix brought my family closer together. I remember coming home from school on a wednesday night mad at my mom for not letting me go and get chinese with my friends after school. She told me that I needed to come home right after school. I had seriously considered going anyways. My mom has a part time job so I knew she would be home around four, leaving me plenty of time to go and get chinese. But I decided it was not worth it and so I decided to go home. As I was trying and find a good snack to eat I started to check my phone. As I look through my messages I see that my dad has texted me three times. I originally
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I was really nervous about my brothers surgery, but it was a school night and my sisters and I still had to attend our evening activities. Later that night after Harry’s surgery I got a text from my dad. It was a picture of Harry sleeping in his hospital bed. His face was as red as a tomato from the anesthesia, and he looked skinnier than he has ever before. His arm was full of needles with medicine running through his little veins. Looking at the picture made me tear up because he looked so worn down and tired. My mother had told me that the surgery had gone well, but there was a 60% chance that his the infection could come back. She said that the optimum situation would be that he would be able to come home in five to seven days, depending on how he’s doing. I scoffed when she said that because I knew Harry was very resilient and he would be home before …show more content…
Harry was getting a lot better. His energy was slowly starting to come back. We started being able to play more and more games with him. It was fun to watch him get so excited when he would win in a simple game of Uno. I remember a specific night when our whole family was in the Play Room on the Pediatric floor playing Uno. Harry had won another game and our whole family was laughing and having a good time. I remember looking at each and everyone of them and realizing that they were so important to me. We were all trying to make Harry feel better and it ended up making us all feel so close to each
I was really nervous about my brothers surgery, but it was a school night and my sisters and I still had to attend our evening activities. Later that night after Harry’s surgery I got a text from my dad. It was a picture of Harry sleeping in his hospital bed. His face was as red as a tomato from the anesthesia, and he looked skinnier than he has ever before. His arm was full of needles with medicine running through his little veins. Looking at the picture made me tear up because he looked so worn down and tired. My mother had told me that the surgery had gone well, but there was a 60% chance that his the infection could come back. She said that the optimum situation would be that he would be able to come home in five to seven days, depending on how he’s doing. I scoffed when she said that because I knew Harry was very resilient and he would be home before …show more content…
Harry was getting a lot better. His energy was slowly starting to come back. We started being able to play more and more games with him. It was fun to watch him get so excited when he would win in a simple game of Uno. I remember a specific night when our whole family was in the Play Room on the Pediatric floor playing Uno. Harry had won another game and our whole family was laughing and having a good time. I remember looking at each and everyone of them and realizing that they were so important to me. We were all trying to make Harry feel better and it ended up making us all feel so close to each