It was their father telling them that their Aunt was doing fine and will have to stay there a couple of months. They felt relive to hear the good news, but Khadijah knew something was not right. As she got in the bed it felt kind of strange like someone was in it. (Let's not forget this is the same bed Khadijah use to share with her Aunt when she lived with her family.) Khadijah went to sleep with her Aunt Marla in her mind.
I want to be apart of saving someone 's life just like my grandmothers nurse saved her life. When my grandmother had a stroke, she had to be in the hospital for like two weeks. Her blood pressure would be going up and down and her sugar levels would not want to stay stable either. The nurse she had her name was rachel, she had the biggest smiles I had ever seen. She loved my grandmother she would come and chat with us anytime she could.
My family and I took her to the hospital, and then everyone waited in the adjacent room. I never thought much about it, so I fell asleep. To me it was like," Whatever," she's just having a baby, another niece or nephew for me. You see, my sister and I were never that close to begin with. While we all waited in the waiting room, the nurse unexpectedly came in and asked for me by my name.
I discovered my mother gone, and her leaving left a hole in my life, heart, and soul. Saturday, July 25, 1998, started out with a drive to Eckerd Drug across the city of Norman to pick up more prescriptions for my mother, who had been throwing up and suffering from diarrhea all night long. When I returned home she took all five of her medications plus the three new ones. I went back to bed and tried to sleep, since I had had very little sleep, and had been up worrying about her. She piddled around, trying to calm her mind down after hours of being sick.
I responded in a sarcastic way well your dream is wrong I’m home and baby is still in my belly, and she started laughing says ok call me when you’re ready and she hangs up on me. Sure enough by 7am I couldn’t sleep I went to the bathroom noticed I was bleeding. I rushed to call my mom she says to me calm down is going to be ok. Make sure you shower and wear comfortable clothing and have the baby’s stuff ready to take to the hospital. At that moment I realized that I was about to really be someone’s mom at sixteen. By 2:19pm I became a mother it was the most wonderful experience I have ever had in my life that little angel crying was mine.
She told Jenn how much she loved him and asked Tara several times when she would see Tom again. It took every ounce of strength for Tara to refrain from telling Lilly what a horrible person Tom turned out to be. Rather, she complained of a headache and asked Lilly to sit softly in the back seat and take a script. Margie reached across the gear shift and squeezed Tara’s hand. While Jenn and Margie ordered dinner from the hotel café, Tara gave Lilly a bath and got her into pajamas.
They started me on an I.V. and hooked me up to a machine that would monitor my daughter 's heartbeat and my contractions. I was in labor and making phone calls to cancel my baby shower, that was planned for later that day. My mother-in-law was on her phone trying to get ahold of my husbands grandpa. He was away camping with some family members but he really wanted to be here for the birth of his first great-granddaughter.
As soon as we walked through the door my mom set the car seat that contained the sleeping baby into the playpen and ran to the bathroom. I decided I wanted to play so made a quick fall protection with pillows, blankets and stuff animals and climbed into the playpen. I then unbuckled Kristen and climbed out of the playpen. I walked to my little rocking chair I had placed in between my parents recliners and began to rock the baby doll. A few minutes later my mother came from the bathroom and was both horrified and amazed at what she saw.
My brother’s grandmother—my mom mom—stayed with us, cooked, cleaned, and helped with funeral arrangements. Freud believed that the proper way of grieving is to withdraw energy away from the loss and focus it on another object (Goldsworthy, 2005). After the funeral, so many people came over to the house to keep the family company and cheerful. We came together as a family. My grandmother was diagnosed with COPD, before she passed, and her continuous trips back and forth to the hospital, brought bed bugs to the home, which resulted in us throwing away our couches.
Late one Saturday night around 11:00 PM, I had just gotten home from a long shift in the ER, 36 hours long to be exact. My wife of three years, Alex, was in Destin, Florida having a girl’s weekend with several of her friends. This meant I could sleep peacefully until my next shift, which was in a little less than 24 hours. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out drooling like a baby in my nice tempurpedic bed; the one Alex insisted we buy when we got married. Thank goodness we bought it, because after 36 hours of being on my feet, sleeping on a $3,759 mattress doesn’t seem as ridiculous as it sounds.