Eulogy For Grandmother
Talking to my grandmother, she ask me did I remember the time I dislocated my elbow. I thought and thought but no, I did not. I told her I could only recall the pain when someone tried to touch my arm. Or to go back: It was my great grandparents 50th anniversary, I was three years old. All of my family members came together to celebrate their anniversary at the Golden Palace, a chinese restuarant. My cousin Erica was playing with me, I was running and laughing while she was chasing me. I was running so fast that when I tried to slow down, I tried to push off the wall so I would not run into the wall. I ended up running into the wall, dislocating my right elbow. I was crying and screaming, my cousin picked me up and took me to my grandmother.
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I did not want anybody to touch my arm. The next morning my grandmother tried to take off my pajamas, again I began to cry. She then knew that something was seriously wrong and took me to the emergency room. When we got there my grandmother and I went straight to back to talk with a physician. " what happened?" " My granddaughter ran into a wall at restuarant last night" "Are you sure that is what happened?" "Yes, that is what happened, she was playing with my niece and she ran into the wall!" The physician was not convinced that my grandmother explanation was true. He thought it was child abuse, my grandmother gave him a look of disbelief as if how could I hurt my grandchild. So the physician ended up examining my arm and sitting me back on my grandmother lap saying my elbow was disconnected. He snapped my elbow back in place, I let out a little yell. Everything was back to normal. After 15 years from the incident my grandmother and I still talk about about that day. She remembers everything that happened and still remind me of when and how I dislocated my elbow. But all I can recall is the pain from running into the
I did not want anybody to touch my arm. The next morning my grandmother tried to take off my pajamas, again I began to cry. She then knew that something was seriously wrong and took me to the emergency room. When we got there my grandmother and I went straight to back to talk with a physician. " what happened?" " My granddaughter ran into a wall at restuarant last night" "Are you sure that is what happened?" "Yes, that is what happened, she was playing with my niece and she ran into the wall!" The physician was not convinced that my grandmother explanation was true. He thought it was child abuse, my grandmother gave him a look of disbelief as if how could I hurt my grandchild. So the physician ended up examining my arm and sitting me back on my grandmother lap saying my elbow was disconnected. He snapped my elbow back in place, I let out a little yell. Everything was back to normal. After 15 years from the incident my grandmother and I still talk about about that day. She remembers everything that happened and still remind me of when and how I dislocated my elbow. But all I can recall is the pain from running into the