Personal Narrative: My Suffering

Threads to Which I belong is a book that captivated my soul. As I read through the pages of history, I found myself traveling back in time. Invisible I stood in Mississippi watching a family’s history unfold. As I turned the pages, my emotions changed constantly. I experienced emotions of anger, disgust, sorrow, and happiness. The author has written an outstanding piece of work that forces you to consider researching your own family history.

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

“Let me tell you something you already know; the world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently, if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s bout how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.” That inspiring quote was announced by Rocky Balboa, Actor: Sylvester Stallone, in his movie. Rocky is a perfect example of adversity, he faced it with his boxing career.

am beset {long pause} How long will I let the pain and loss define my life? An enduring struggle of loss and gain A monumental achievement through the tangles of deeds But is left alone with silent words

It was the day of the surgery, I was so nervous that I could have passed out at any moment from my anxiety. I felt sicker then I had in years, I would have thrown up if I had had any food to eat in the past twenty-four hours. When me and my family got to the hospital my anxiety went up another level and I was practically shaking, the smell of all the chemicals they use wasn’t helping my nausea any either. When I was in the room getting ready for surgery I was overwhelmed with what was about to happen so I ended up confiding in my mom that

When something happens in your life when least expected, it is not always a good thing. Three years ago I didn’t think my life could be turned upside down, but it did. I and my husband started fighting a lot, and couple months later, we lost our house, and life started going downhill from there. As soon as I thought everything was getting better, it just got three times worse. This year, I told myself I was going to make it better for my family, but then I lost my kids to CPS.

My head tilted close to her ear so my voice carried over the alarms in the intensive care unit. With a breathing tube impeding her speech she nodded no. “You were in a very bad accident, you are in the hospital, we are doing everything we can,” I murmured before turning my attention to squeezing bag after bag of blood into her veins.

Finding your way out of the problem is not easy. It is just like maze where you have to find the right path to get out. Therapy treatment for cancer does not really work at best unless family member stay strong but it was getting hard to handle her because the symptoms were getting worse and it was hurtful to see someone you care about in pain. Looking at her condition everyday made me want to get her out of this problem more and more every day. It was this sudden moment when I realized that in order for me to be able to help not just her but there are millions of people out there who have same illness and pain. I made my decision which was becoming a doctor. Doctor is the most helpful and correct way of me helping my community and country.

The year was 2001 and I had suffered a tragic accident that left me near the loss of my life. I was four at the time and had been playing in the neighborhood with some friends when all a sudden, BAM! I was thrown to the bottom of a sewer and left unconscious. Not knowing what to do, a couple of friends who saw the act take place rushed to get my dad across the street to help retrieve me. Once my dad got to the scene he plunged down into the filth of the sewer and pulled me out of it. While I was semi-conscious from being pulled out of the hole, I had blood coming profusely out of my mouth as I began to violently throw up, little did I know, I was having seizures and did not even know what was going on around me, where I was, or if I was going to live. I had to nearly be life flighted out of the scene of I had a high chance of extreme brain damage or even death because of the high amount of blood swelling in the frontal lobe of my head. Once the paramedics finally arrived my eyes were swollen shut

The death of me begins at six o’clock in the morning; as I reach to violently smack the snooze button, my mom comes in urging me to get up, get dressed, and rush out the door to make the bus for early bird chemistry. I run three blocks to catch my only mode of transportation to and from school while eating my breakfast and contemplating whether I did all of my homework, remembered all of my supplies, and have everything I need for swimming. Once the bus comes to a screeching halt at New Trier Township High School, the foreboding fear encroaches. I dread every moment walking the two blocks to school down the leafy Winnetka Avenues anticipating the anxiety in my ten period course load. After going through the motions of all ten

There was a sharp tearing pain in my leg. I jerked away from it, a thick red line standing out on my bleeding leg. Before I could process further, grief was ramming into my chest, and I was on my back.

I went to a shopping mall, and had a look at some clothing, but I didn’t find anything that’s suitable.

At the age of fourteen, my life was changed forever. Although going through my parents’ divorce was challenging, along the way I discovered what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Throughout the grueling process of the divorce, I realized my calling is helping others work through their problems, and that family therapy is the career path for me.

Sometimes hardships and challenges are one of the best thing that could happen to you. In my junior year football season i rushed for over 1200 yards and was only the 2nd to rush over 1000 at this school, i was first team running back all region and i had article written about me and how i was gonna have a big senior season so i had a lot of pressure on me. My senior year comes and right before my football season started i tore a ligament in my knee that could possibly end my season. I was devastated i couldn't do what i love to do, i went to an orthopedic to figure out my options and it was either call it a season and get my surgery or i could deal with the injury and do what i can for as long as i could. I didn't want to let my senior season go just like that and i didnt want to let down my brothers that worked all my 4 years together with day in and day out.

I was blinded, cold and scared. I couldn’t move, i tried, but failed. My arms and feet were held down by something cold, it felt like metal. The machine were talking to each other, buzzing, humming and beeping. The thing that prevented me from seeing was removed. I was in a lab with different people. Some were wearing things that surgeons wore, others in lab coats, and me? Well, let’s just say that I can’t find my clothes.