Negative Speech : Cancer And Cancer

We started speeding down the road to meet the ambulance. Upon meeting them I was rushed to Wilcox Memorial Hospital, bumping my dad from the operating room right before he his knee surgery. I wasn't suspected to make it, as I had lost seventy percent of my blood. But somehow, with the help of God, I underwent several surgeries and within the next few days I was stabilized and discharged from the hospital.

My first goal is to graduate and get certified as a medical assistant. To reach this goal I will attend every class, study hard, and pass every class so when I complete my externship I will be confident in my new career.

One night in January, I couldn't sleep and it was 4am and then out of the blue I got a call from my sister.. At first all I had was questions, “What do you mean his organs are shutting down?” And then she said it-- grandpa’s dying. She called telling me that our grandpa, who was battling cancer on and off for eight years,

This leads to where I started back at my house when my dad told my sister and I that my grandfather was diagnosed with Leukemia. That was one of the hardest things for me to hear considering that my grandfather was a big part of my life. My dad said that he was going to be in hospice care without chemotherapy because he said: “That he had lived his life.” Two weeks after being put into hospice care my grandfather passed away with all of his family by his side.

Persevering experience hurt at first for Buck and my dad, but things turned out better in the end. In The call of the Wild Buck had to persevere through getting taken away from his peaceful life and his amazing owner dying. My dad had to persevere through his mom dying of cancer. These two compare because they both lost someone special in their lives that loved them. Even though they lost someone that they loved their lives still went on and turned out just fine.

I loved my grandpa I always made sure he had everything. One night he ended up getting really sick and he went to the hospital. On the way to the hospital he had a stroke. We went straight to an ICU room. The after ICU he went to a hospice room. Once your in a hospice room they are just waiting on you to die. I was really sad and mad because I felt like we could of done something different to prevent that. The night before he passed away I wanted to stay with him. Me and my mother stayed in his room at the hospital. I couldn't really sleep because I didn't want anything to happen to him. Some older lady that was really sick came running in my room and wanted to attack me. I go so scared that I didn't wanna be at the hospital anymore so we left. In the morning we got a call saying that he passed away early morning. Right after we had left the hospital he had passed. He always told us that he didn't want any of us to be in the room with him when he passed he wanted to be alone. I was at school when I got a call saying that he passed. I was in shock I didn't know what to do I didn't believe it. I didn't cry or anything when I got the call. Once I got to the hospital I saw that he was disconnected from all the machines. It was true he did pass away. I broke down into

Everyone has goals in life; some may be to loss weight, learn how to cook, or even go to college. My personal goal is to go to college so that I may become an E.R. nurse practitioner. I want to help people, in a instant, get medical attention. I want to feel the excitement of a rush to save someone suddenly.

Upon arrival at the small town hospital, my mom was rushed to a room in the back. Having been told that she will be out soon, my dad and I sat down in the uncomfortable waiting room chairs patiently waiting for the nurse to come back and tell us that we all

My goal is to live a purposeful life, one that has meaning not only to me, but to society. I aspire to go into medicine to become an anesthesiologist. Going into pre-med and beyond will be rigorous and challenging requiring a minimum eight years of college.

There are many great things I would like to accomplish within my lifetime. One of the most important to me is to get into a good college and have a good education. To accomplish many of my other life goals I need a good education. Another important life goal I have is to get a good job. Something I have always wanted to do is spend a summer in Italy. I have always been determined to go to italy and it is definitely another one of my life goals.

“Hey we need to talk.” my mother said as we just got done cleaning the kitchen on the saturday before we were going to leave. It was December the 19, 2015 when mom told us that my Grandpa had cancer. While we were sitting at the table me and my sister started to cry. Mom said “But just don't bring it up while we are down there please he doesn't need the stress.” We both said ok and carried on with the day. That Monday we got up early in the morning and packed up the car and Jonathan wanted to take his remote control monster truck that he got on christmas and I told him “we don't have any room for that” And mom said “let him take it this could be the last time he could spend time with him.”

Right after she said that we heard the flatline tone. All of a sudden nurses came rushing in and yelling at us to hustle out. When we accumulated out in the hallway I felt a tug on my pant leg and looked down and saw my step-brother and asked him what he wanted.

Just minutes before my dad was called from the family room a letter had came. As my grandparents started to read it my grandmother covered her mouth and started to cry.

     I have many goals in life such as to have a good strong career and family. What is important to me is graduating Central high school and go on to UND. While at UND I plan to get my nursing degree and specialize in pediatrics and truama. I have

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.