Michael Buda
Michael Buda
Professor Trujillo
English 60 MW 8:15pm
25 February 2013
Word Count: 2,600
I Will Conquer
Veni, Vidi, Vici (I came, I saw, I conquered) - Julius Caesar
It was March 31, 2008 and I my alarm woke me up at 7AM as it usually did. However, this wasn't a normal morning. I was throwing up in the morning for the past 2 weeks. I went to doctors at Kaiser Permanente to get blood tests and everything seemed fine. They always had me in the room with the little bed thing and the weird wallpaper with the clowns or fish or something like that. They would just look at me and they didn’t really do much beyond using their stethoscope. I was even going to more than two or three doctors to get different opinions and they all had the same thought. I was just perfectly fine. I was just having some hormonal imbalances. There wasn’t even any evidence to support that. As I was throwing up, I had this feeling in the back of my head as if it were about to explode. I was screaming in pain. My mom finally said, "That's it! I'm taking you to the emergency room."
The ER nurse rushed me in front of a couple of people, asked me some questions like how long had this been going on and where and how bad was the pain. I said a couple of weeks, and the pain has been in the back of my head and it was like 10/10. As I was laying in a gurney, I was being rolled into a room with a machine that looked like a cylinder laid on it’s side with a hole in the middle like a donut. This was like an X-Ray machine, only it would be able to look at organs like the heart, the lungs, and the brain. In this case, they wanted to scan my brain. When they put me in through the center of this machine, I threw up again. I was lucky I aimed it outside the machine. As they cleaned it up, they did the scans they needed to do. They were done and they put me in a gurney. They then pushed me into the ER and pushed me into a little space where I had a little curtain in my bed and a small IV machine sitting
Professor Trujillo
English 60 MW 8:15pm
25 February 2013
Word Count: 2,600
I Will Conquer
Veni, Vidi, Vici (I came, I saw, I conquered) - Julius Caesar
It was March 31, 2008 and I my alarm woke me up at 7AM as it usually did. However, this wasn't a normal morning. I was throwing up in the morning for the past 2 weeks. I went to doctors at Kaiser Permanente to get blood tests and everything seemed fine. They always had me in the room with the little bed thing and the weird wallpaper with the clowns or fish or something like that. They would just look at me and they didn’t really do much beyond using their stethoscope. I was even going to more than two or three doctors to get different opinions and they all had the same thought. I was just perfectly fine. I was just having some hormonal imbalances. There wasn’t even any evidence to support that. As I was throwing up, I had this feeling in the back of my head as if it were about to explode. I was screaming in pain. My mom finally said, "That's it! I'm taking you to the emergency room."
The ER nurse rushed me in front of a couple of people, asked me some questions like how long had this been going on and where and how bad was the pain. I said a couple of weeks, and the pain has been in the back of my head and it was like 10/10. As I was laying in a gurney, I was being rolled into a room with a machine that looked like a cylinder laid on it’s side with a hole in the middle like a donut. This was like an X-Ray machine, only it would be able to look at organs like the heart, the lungs, and the brain. In this case, they wanted to scan my brain. When they put me in through the center of this machine, I threw up again. I was lucky I aimed it outside the machine. As they cleaned it up, they did the scans they needed to do. They were done and they put me in a gurney. They then pushed me into the ER and pushed me into a little space where I had a little curtain in my bed and a small IV machine sitting