Personal Narrative Essay
Throughout my entire life I would have never imagined ever having to deal with the loss of someone so close to me. My worse fear was something devastating happening and me not being able to deal with it. I always assumed, which is kind of crazy that my family members were immortal and would live forever, however on this particular day in January my life came to a screeching halt and I was changed forever.
It all started a few months ago when my granny begin to get sick. She went from being totally independent and doing things all on her own with no help to being dependent and not even being able to get dressed by herself. My grannyr was a person who rarely asked for help so when she begin to get into her falling spells and not being able to pick herself up we knew something was wrong. With her being diabetic we constantly had her monitored because her glycemic levels were always dropping causing her to have convulsions and become unresponsive. She was always back and forth at the emergency room because of it. She had begun to fall so much that this last time she fell and broke her arm in two places. We decided to have her put in the hospital to be monitored and to have her evaluated. Her doctors and my mom decided after her surgery that she would be put in the nursing home for ninety days for rehabilitation, my grandmother was fine with their decision.
It was a very chilling Thursday and I had plans to go see her because that was my day off and it had been a few days since I’d last seen her. As I was lying in bed about to get up my phone rang and it was my mom, when I answered I could hear her crying and through the tears she said that I needed to get up, get dressed and get to the nursing home because my granny’s heart had stopped. The entire drive to the nursing home I’m thinking to myself this cannot be happening right now, this all has to be a dream, she has to be ok, she can’t be leaving me, everything is going to be fine. Upon my arrival at the nursing home
It all started a few months ago when my granny begin to get sick. She went from being totally independent and doing things all on her own with no help to being dependent and not even being able to get dressed by herself. My grannyr was a person who rarely asked for help so when she begin to get into her falling spells and not being able to pick herself up we knew something was wrong. With her being diabetic we constantly had her monitored because her glycemic levels were always dropping causing her to have convulsions and become unresponsive. She was always back and forth at the emergency room because of it. She had begun to fall so much that this last time she fell and broke her arm in two places. We decided to have her put in the hospital to be monitored and to have her evaluated. Her doctors and my mom decided after her surgery that she would be put in the nursing home for ninety days for rehabilitation, my grandmother was fine with their decision.
It was a very chilling Thursday and I had plans to go see her because that was my day off and it had been a few days since I’d last seen her. As I was lying in bed about to get up my phone rang and it was my mom, when I answered I could hear her crying and through the tears she said that I needed to get up, get dressed and get to the nursing home because my granny’s heart had stopped. The entire drive to the nursing home I’m thinking to myself this cannot be happening right now, this all has to be a dream, she has to be ok, she can’t be leaving me, everything is going to be fine. Upon my arrival at the nursing home