Narrative Essay: The Most Terrible Aspects Of My Dad

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A Terrible Situation Having your parent get really hurt, with you being the only one to help, can be an extremely scary experience. One of the most frightening moments I have ever encountered was watching my dad saw off his thumb off. While building our new home, he continuously found new ways to injure himself, but it had never been this bad before. The sight of my dad cutting off his thumb was horrific and the ride there was just as terrifying. Though at the time, what I did not know was that this experience might have led me to the career path I am pursuing today. It was like any normal day. My dad picked me up after work to take me to our new house that he was in the process of building. When we arrived I went to see if my friend next …show more content…

My dad drove a truck with a manual transmission, and with his hand in the condition it was he was unable to shift without being in extreme pain. This is when I had to step up. Being only eleven at the time, I had obviously never driven before. I was not going to drive but I was going to have to learn fast how to shift. I scooted over to the middle of the seat and he yelled “Shift!” whenever it was time for me to shift. He was speeding like crazy because he was in so much pain, and we were both scared that if we did not get there fast enough that he would lose his thumb. There were a few times when I missed a gear or grinded the gears, but we made it to the hospital. There, watching the medical team help my dad would amaze and inspire me. As we walked in, I showed the woman at the front desk the bag containing my dad’s thumb and they took us to the back right away. I guess there is less of a wait when you saw off part of your body. Immediately a doctor came in and started examining my dad’s hand, meanwhile, a nurse was starting an IV so that they could give my dad some pain medicine. The doctor said to my dad, “Wow, you really did a number on this one didn’t you?” and my dad just laughed in

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