On a hot Saturday afternoon of July 17, 1999 a miracle after the horrible accident happened. My sister terrified my family and I when she drowned in the 12ft. pool in our backyard when she was only 11 months old. We were having a big family BBQ everyone was invited to come over to have a good time. That day the filters in the pool had stopped working and the pool had been a bit foggy to the point where you couldn’t see anything in the pool. My mom was very hesitant to let us go swimming because of how foggy the pool had been. It was so foggy that I could put my hand in and not be able to see it. It had been so hot outside that day, my aunt had convinced her that we would all be ok and she would watch over us. My mom couldn’t watch …show more content…
Nobody knew how to swim we were to young to be in the deep end, my father is the only one who knew how to swim and he was just on his way home from work. So as soon as he had arrived my mother had told him what was going on, he jumped right in with all his clothes, shoes, and socks on. He went down about 3 times and didn’t find her, so he began to doubt that she had been down there, but my mother just knew that she was so my father went down one more time. As my father had found her floating up from the bottom of the pool, he came up with her in his hands light as a piece of paper. Her face was a bluish greenish color, her little hands dangled from her sides, and her eyes were shut like she was asleep. I can hear my mother screaming and crying because she see’s her baby that isn’t crawling anymore laying in my fathers hands dead. My father eventually lays her on the floor of our living room performing CPR hoping that he can get her heart to start beating at least until the ambulance arrived to the house. The ambulance finally reached my home, and rushed into my house right into the leaving room where my sister laid there not breathing, not making a sound, and surrounded by us who can’t believe that it just happened. The paramedics performed CPR on my sister again and put like a million wires that were hooked to machines on her, suddenly they got a pulse and my sister started squeaking. As soon as they got her heart beating again and some noise come out of
Parents spending the majority of their time with a sick child, often leave their other children to take care of themselves.Parents can tend to focus entirely on one child when the others are in need. In the book, My Sister’s Keeper, by Jodi Picoult, a family goes through something many people couldn't even imagine, their daughter being seriously sick. In the town of Upper Derby, Rhode Island in 2004, Brian and Sarah Fitzgerald, the parents in the book, have a sick daughter and learns that she only has a limited amount of time to live. While Sarah is pregnant she says, “Although I am nine months pregnant, although I have had plenty of time to dream, I have not really considered the specifics of this child. I have thought of this daughter only in terms of what she will be
You could tell my brother was screaming as much as he could with his small little lungs. I quickly ran over to our tiny bathroom wondering what was going on. There you could see my little brother using all his force to hold up my mom who had fainted on our cement floor. Even with the two of us repeatedly yelling at her to wake up, her eyes stayed closed. I began to really worry. I ran over to her bedroom and scurried through my blanket looking for my phone. As my sister dialed 9-1-1, I ran back into the bathroom where my brother was sobbing. My sister had already called my aunts and cousins over. They were all trying to help wake her up. They called out her name multiple times. They also hovered rubbing alcohol under her nose, in hopes of her waking up. I let my brother know that everything was going to be fine and that the ambulance would be here in no time to help my mom. I was shaking as I sat next to my brother helping him hold up my mom. My older cousin took our spots and helped sit my mom up.
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My Sister's Keeper is the story of Anna Fitzgerald, who by the age of thirteen has undergone many blood transfusions, numerous surgeries, and multiple bone marrow transplants. “Most babies are accidents, not me. I was engineered, born to save my sister’s life.” At the beginning of the movie Anna explains that she as conceived to be a donor for her sister, Kate. Kate is a 16 year old with renal failure due to a very rare form of leukemia. The girls' parents expect Anna to donate her kidney to help her sister. Instead of donating the kidney, Anna files a lawsuit against her parents for the rights of her own body so that she could not be forced into the surgery against her will. This causes mixed reactions between Anna’s parents, Brain
I had lacrosse practice on the hottest day of summer. The best day was going to jump off a cliff and die. Practice was done and I was hungry for food. I got in my mom’s car and asked my mom to go somewhere and get some food. We went to Taco Bell. I finished and was ready to go home and get a shower. We were going down the road and suddenly my mom got a phone call from my aunt. As soon as my mom started to talk to my aunt she started to cry and break down. She
It was a hot summer day on Lake Logan Martin, perfect for taking out the jet skis with my best friend Jake. We were showing off and trying to impress some hot girls on a pontoon when all the sudden, Jakes jet ski went flying upside down through the air like a drunk pelican. Before I knew it, all I could see was the bright orange and yellow colors of his jet ski zooming by my head, and Jake hit the water head first causing water to splash all over my face. I rushed over to where his jet ski landed and I was sure he was dead. I dove into the lake and grabbed him, he felt lifeless as I drug him to the surface. A patrol boat sped up to us and helped pull him on the boat. Thankfully he just suffered from a broken clavicle and a broken arm but it
My family woke up the next morning at 4:00am to head straight to Walt Disney World. We all put on our matching blue tie-dyed Mickey Mouse shirts and piled in the cars. Once we were all in the cars we were happy, happy, very happy. Then my Papa gets a call. “We are sorry Sir. You’re mom has passed away. She passed away very peacefully.” Though my family was expecting it, this trip suddenly took a sad turn. Everyone in the car started crying.
It happened when I was young. I was outside at my friend’s house sledding. We were taking a break when I got that phone call from my mom; she was crying. My sister was on her way to the emergency room. I started sprinting through the neighborhood towards my house. My dad was waiting with my brother in the car. My mom went with my sister in the ambulance. I was so scared that I was going to lose my sister. We got to the hospital and we were in the waiting room. It felt like days before we heard about her condition. My sister had pneumonia and mixed with her asthma she was having a hard time breathing. She had a severe attack and couldn’t breathe. If the crew from the ambulance didn’t show up the doctor said she wouldn’t have made it. I know
I was seven years old and it was in the middle of the summer and I almost got run over by a car. The day was going really good just like any other summer day; I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and went outside to play. For breakfast that day we had pancakes that tasted like they were made by angels. Before Chris and I went outside our mom yelled, “Be back by lunch or I’m going to send your dad out there to get you!”
The Elder Sister is a painting by a well-known French artist William-Adolphe Bouguereau. This work of art was completed by William in 1869. As a result of research made on this painting, it was found that the painting was anonymously given to the Museum of Fine Arts Houston as a gift in 1992. According to the museum, this was a gift of an anonymous lady in memory of her father. Since then this amazing work of art has been a part of the permanent collection of the Museum of Fine arts, Houston; becoming one of the most notable highlights in the museums painting collection. Its dimensions are 51¼ × 38¼ in (130.2 × 97.2 cm) and the frame is 67½ × 55 × 5½ in (171.5 × 139.7 × 14 cm).
Thirty minutes later, we found my sister on the edge of the pool. We asked her, “Where did you go we were looking for you everywhere”. She replied, “I do not know.” We got angry at her for getting lost but we were happy to find her. After that stressful moment, I was in the back of the pool, when another wave hit and everyone came forcefully pushing toward us as we all fell. After a very tiring day, we decided to go back to our cabin and get pizza for dinner. The next morning, we decided to go back to Chicago. Once we arrived, we were all tired and decided to go straight to bed.
everything happened so quickly i saw my life flash before my eyes. it was the end for me but i still could not stop trying to get to the top but i kept going back under. the lifeguard on duty didn’t even pay me any mind, none of the adults with their children helped and my friends were so far they did not even know what was happening. My life was over then i felt a tug on my arm. What i saw wasn’t “the light”, it was the face of the woman who saved me. I do not quite remember what her name was or what she looked like but i do remember her helping me onto the concrete surface surrounding the pool. Thank goodness no medical attention was required By the time i was out my friends had come back and we continued with the party.
The waves became higher and stronger. They started to pull my small body further and further in the sea away from the shoreline. They were not that peaceful as I thought. The beastly waves were endless; they were hitting my face and my little body from everywhere. I had my heart in my mouth. The waves were pulling my small fragile body to the deep-sea world. I was losing the ability to swim, and I started swallowing salty water that burned my throat (turned my throat on fire). I was weak as a kitten. No one could see me. I was struggling for my life. I was screaming and shouting for help but no one could hear me. I was in the middle of the empty. I watched in despair my life fading away from me. I was filled with dread because I was too small to die, and I wanted to see my family again. For a moment, I was convinced that I will not have the opportunity to discover the adventures of life. The sorrowful good-byes of life continued for several minutes before a lifeguard sent from heaven saved me. He put me on his shoulders, and swam all the way back to the shore. It took us few minutes to get there. When I saw my mom I hugged her and I started to bawl like a
It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular
We all got into the car and immediately my sister was bombarded with questions. “Is he ok?”, “What happened?”, “Who is with him?” She answered each one to the best of her knowledge. She told us that his heart had stopped and started back up again, and that Mama (my Mom) and Papa (my Dad) were at the hospital with him. The car ride there was a very scary ride, because we were all so frightened by what had happened.