Personal Narrative: Life After Death

On 09/12/2016, I Deputy Daniel Pruitt was dispatched to 52455 West Highway 16 for an unattended death compliant. I arrived on scene st 6:45pm and meet with Creek County EMS unit 40.

Everyone experiences loss, but the difference is our beliefs of where those individuals go when their time is up here. I have experienced losing friends and family from drugs, freak accidents, diseases, and just natural death. I have seen death right in front of my eyes, but somehow I still find something to comfort me. A place where there is only a peace and where there is no more pain, Heaven.

Cozy coffee shops, warm summers, friendly hugs…1.2.3. Disastrous events occur all the time. We are always aware that someone, somewhere in the world, is hurtling forwards into tragedy. Tragic endings leave behind unanswered questions, unfulfilled dreams, unspoken thoughts. Those who love you are left behind, in the dust of your presence, spent to forever remember only your memory, not your existence. Crisp slices of toast, piping hot cups of tea, fresh strawberries…1.2.3. We all tend to forget an end exists. We spend our lives compiling as many happy memories as we can, fully enjoying the good days, deeply mourning the sad ones. When tragedy strikes, only then are we reminded that the end is there, and we scurry and try once again to make the most out of

The first memory I have of death would be that of my dog, Gucci. At the time, I was six years old. I remember waking up that morning and finding my mother in the backyard holding my dog to her chest, crying, and advising me to say my last goodbyes. I recall my father taking him to his car, informing me that he was going to take him to a better place. I did not really understand what was happening at that time in view of the fact that I thought he was a healthy dog. My mother told me that he was in a lot of pain and that the doctors would put him out of his misery. She explained that he was gone and was not

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

There I was in my bed listening to the drip drip drip of sweat hitting my bed sheet. Ok, ok let me begin at the start.

I pulled my sweater tighter trying to lock out the cold weather; I should have listened to my mom about this. “Wear your jacket, Farah, It’s going to be a cold one!” Her words echoed in the back of my head like an endless loop; I knew something like this would happen. I started power walking in attempt to get to my warm, cozy bed as fast as I could, almost there.

It was a normal morning, still laying down in the warm embrace of my down comforter. I set my daily alarm to go off at 5:50 a.m., and after about 5 clicks of the snooze button, I muster up the courage to emerge from the sheets like a kodiak leaving hibernation.

I woke up, like a corpse rises from the grave, my bloodshot eyes flooded with tears. The cool air lulled my throat, dissipating the faint memory of a raging fire and loathsome vultures

On the other hand, it’s been a long time since I was up here, so I kind of forgot what it was like. Slowly, it started to get chilly although, I had an

ready. I always had to count to three to get out of bed I never was able to just jump out of bed. Finally I got up and realized it was a lot colder than when I was under my silky smooth sheets and electric blanket. I quickly ran to the shower and jumped in. It felt so nice and warm I didn't ever want to get out but I knew that I would be late if I didn't. I got out and got dressed quickly to trap in as much heat as I could. I headed downstairs to start making breakfast. I looked in the freezer for some waffles but there weren't any in there. “Crap!” I exclaimed.

“Nena, why didn’t you tell me that the boiler was turned off? I am still shivering

It sounds crazy but, how about you picture yourself lost on the trail, you have been sweating from head to toe and you have finally come to a stop and the chill is starting to become a reality to your body.

But there I was. I was sitting on my bed in my pajamas and fuzzy socks. I was cocooned up in my bedding and was still cold. I just got the call from my doctor.

Throughout the late afternoon, the temperature of the apartment rose to a staggering heat. Adorned in my hoodie, I feel I 'm sitting in a sauna. What was I thinking when I elected to