The fight between tummy and throat.

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

This story is a narrative on my journey through appendix. It is a narrative for school and I wanna get some feedback.ENJOY

 

It was an afternoon, a very boring afternoon. In which I was in the car with my phone watching, and headphone wearing dad, and my playful, chitty chatty brother. And of course my mom, who was out Christmas shopping, facing Arctic cold rain, that drizzled like angry stones and a lion, not even the fat piece of fabric wrapped around her body could fight against the torrential rain.

 

When it happened. It happened right then and there in the car. My tummy started hurting, it was a tormenting pain. I started to make gurgling sounds with my throat. Then at that stressful, and gruesomely moment, my dad asked what was happening. I whiningly told him “ That my tummy was flaming angry”. But he assured me that the pain would go away. (Well here’s the thing, I always all the time, get tummy aches,and sure they do sting, but they always seem to go away. But this time aint common. Let’s just say this time the pain was ordinary, it was like a bullet just shot through my tummy, except that this type of bullet pain actually lasted.

 

Ok so now after 20minsor so, my dad thought that maybe just maybe, it was hunger causing the pain, so he called my mom when she was ready to go eat. My very curious mom asked in wonder “why”. And my responsive dad answered, telling the whole story. In a flash of lighting or as we like to call it in mid-slang form a flash, came walking towards the car. So in about two mins we were all shutting car doors and making our way to chipotle. Since my tummy hurt, I had rice and rice only. But in less than one bite I felt: oh the feeling that you wanna throw up but you don’t begin slipping/gurgling in. So my empathetic family put the rest to go and we headed to the car and we began on the path back home. 


 

At home:  As soon as my hands opened up the door I was already vomiting like crazy, So my mom came running and helped me get through the door to the bathroom. But as you may have already realized is that the part of the house starting from the front door and leading to the bathroom was a mess, so let's not get deeper into that term. Story Continued:c Then my dad showed up (after he parked the car) and he grabbed his iPad while my mom was grabbing a bucket and some medicine. And we all together in harmony went up the stairs. AHOY we reached my parent’s room full of tears :I was the one crying. To make me forget the pain my dad put on a movie, and I ate the medicine. (the medicine stoods tummy aces, and vomit) Phew the medicine worked and stopped the vomit . For 5 mins. After that back to vomiting. That’s when my dad decided this was not normal. So the whole family again got in the car, and we sped to the emergency room, in the hospital. Once in a room, a nurse put a shot on the back of my hand, attached some tubes, and then stared at her computer. It took many tests, but then the doctors finally noticed i had Appendix, and that it had to be removed immediately.

All the helicopters were taken so I was driven in an ambulance. All I remember is the weeeooooo weeeooo sound the truck made as we sped through the cars. Then when we reached the hospital I was put in a bed and given an olaf stuffed animal. Then a doctor came and told me and my mom that now I would be put to sleep.So for the last time that day I saw my mom, and said goodbye.  


Submitted: October 27, 2020

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