“Rogan’s Shoes?” I said in shock. I was driving to my parents house in Wauwatosa from Flagstaff, Arizona with my family. I have three girls. My oldest girls are Beverly and Trinity. They are both two years old. I also have a two month old, Liberty. I have been married for two years to my husband, Hudson. I am an occupational therapist, but have taken off for a few months to take care of my girls. “What is Rogan’s Shoes?” asked Hudson. “It’s a shoe store that has been around for ages.” I still couldn’t believe it. Rogan’s Shoes? I remember when… *** I went to Rogan’s Shoes, a shoe store just outside of Waukesha with my mom and two sisters, Macy and Olivia. Ten years ago, I was only seven years old and boy was I a huge complainer. So when …show more content…
Even though I knew that my mom understood that I was in pain, that didn’t stop me from complaining. Once my mom pulled into the parking lot of the emergency room, she faced the next challenge. Getting me out of the booster seat. I know that my mom loves me and was not trying to put me in pain, but boy did that hurt! I cried and cried as she took me into the emergency room. When we got there, it went downhill fast. It turns out that I had a problem with my hip. A hip problem that was either caused by a prior strep throat infection, which could destroy my hip joint in less than twenty-four hours. If it were that, it would require surgery. Or, it was a joint inflammation that was common in young girls. This would go away on its own with ibuprofen and some rest. There was no telling which one it was. It was a huge gamble, but my parents decided on the …show more content…
However, there was one instance that will forever remain in the back of my mind. The PICC line that hurt more than anything. A PICC line is a tube that goes into a vein that can test blood and deliver medication do different parts of a patient’s body. Long story short, I kicked the nurse and the doctor that also happened to be friends of my parents. The experience was horrible because I wasn’t under any anesthesia. I was wide awake and well aware of my surroundings. Throughout all three days, I wasn’t allowed to have any food. The first thing I had to eat after my surgery was ice chips-little pieces of ice. It was better than nothing, but it still wasn’t pizza. I was bombarded with hugs, kisses, candy, cards. You get the picture. Personally, I think that the candy made up for all of the pain. It was three days before I was released from the hospital. Suddenly, I flashed back to
I was sitting in the room for a couple hours as the doctors decided what to do to me. They decided to wrap my foot, they gave me crutches, and sent me home. They also sent me home to go to a local
She was also the eldest of her father’s children, Lynette Murphy, Michael (Dia) Hall, Lori Jones, Tyrone (Denise) Hall, Kenny Hall, Keith “Bill” ( Felecia) Hall, Reggie (Carmen) Hall, Donnell Hall, Sebastian Harris, Star (Eric) Hall “her twin”, Tracy (Kenny) Bobo, Sharell Hall “her baby sister” and Jerome Hall Jr.
“This one is coming to you Vee!” my dad yelled! I was at baseball practice. I was in the outfield, the overgrown and bee infested outfield.
Changes Loryn Link I got married at 26 years old. I had three kids, two girls and one boy. My kids are now 24, 27, and 30 years old. Their names are Carlie, Nicole, and Jackson. My husband worked for a building company named Caterpillar.
Lastly, when i was done with the surgery I remember laying down in the hospital bed coloring a “Cookie Monster Book.” Then Zach,Josh,Tyler, and my Step dad came in to see how i was doing. That is all I remember with getting cracking my head open. The funny thing is that to this day my Step dad says that instead of the boys and him going to the hospital
From research on the internet on several medical websites, I found out this diagnosis is often given when the doctor has no idea what is wrong with you. Well, most of the time that is true. “The pain will go away in a couple of weeks,” they told me. “And if it doesn’t?” my mom
The doctor and nurses started getting everything set up for the delivery of my baby girl. I was scared and in pain, I couldn 't stop crying because I was feeling everything! I was checked again and I was at 10 CM! Which meant it was time to have my first baby girl X mission point everyone was so excited! Me, not so much.
I could not put my clothes on and dry myself that day. Also, I could not even sit up in bed and move so I went to Central Acupuncture (acupuncture and oriental clinic) next day to relieve the pain. Until last week, I could not lift my left arm. I 'm doing much better now but I haven 't been sick like
The bright white lights and splittingly loud sounds, closing my eyes but no reprieve. The constant hum and beeps of machines. People rushing every direction imaginable. I was strapped down to a spinal board, and given a neck brace. I couldn’t move.
To even make it worse the doctor told my mom there was nothing they could do and I would have to be airlifted to the children’s hospital in Grand
The day I had knee surgery. On February 14th my mother woke me up with a smile on her face to lighten the mood a little, because the next morning would be the day that I would have my first surgery ever. I was really clam in the morning like any other day. It really didn 't hit me that I would have surgery
Watching the news over my loud family, the pain came back. I was two days passed my due date. I quickly called my husband who was on his way to work; he picks up and right away complains how he and our two cats miss me at home. Before he can say anything else I told him “I think I am going into labor.” My mom over heard me and said, “Are you sure?
SURGERY. I couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t just like watching a medical drama on tv and being amazed at what the actors in a tv-show did. This was the real deal. I realized that I live for moments like this, that are almost indescribable but include a mix of utter fascination,
I braced myself for the pain that was coming. The doctor pulled out a big pair of tweezers that looked like they should be used for a surgical procedure. It was painful but I made it through the whole thing without crying. It was done sooner than I had thought. He put a bandage on the wound and I got to go home.
I can still remember like it was yesterday the day my son was born. The feelings leading up to the day he was born were the most nerve racking days of my life. On August 27th 2015 me and my wife sat at home expecting the our son any moment. My mother was also with us and was there to help us after the baby was born. As the day went by the house filed with boredom and the feeling of nervousness, and outside being gray and rainy I knew that it wasn 't a beach day.