Personal Narrative: A Day At The Children's Clinic

It was a peaceful Saturday night when I was eleven and, of course, I desired chocolate milk. I drink soy milk since I am severely allergic to milk and eggs. In our refrigerator, the soy milk is always on the right side and the regular milk is on the left. However, on that night, someone put the regular milk on the wrong side of the refrigerator. I did not recognize that I poured the regular milk into my cup. I was so excited to drink the chocolate milk so I chugged most of the glass. This was a huge mistake. Immediately, my throat began to itch; I felt like I had an eraser in my throat. I started to panic when I realized what was happening, and I told my dad who rushed me into the bathroom. I began throwing up violently, and my heart was beating like I had just run a marathon. My mom
We rushed to the car while my mom feverishly called the hospital and the Children’s Clinic. Luckily, the Children’s Clinic is right down the street, and one doctor was still there. While in the car, I could feel my throat closing, and I was getting sleepy and dizzy which was a terrible sign. I was shaking all over, my blood pressure was dropping. This peaceful night turned into a chaotic nightmare. As soon as we arrived at the Children’s Clinic, we told the doctor what happened while I sat down on the bed. Almost immediately, she told me that she was going to have to inject the Epi-Pen in my thigh. Tears were streaming down my face like a river. Then, the doctor stabbed the needle hard in my left leg. As the needle pierced my skin, the pain surged through by body. The doctor had to hold the needle in for ten seconds. It was the longest 10 seconds of my life. This experience made me realize to enjoy every second of life because when you least except it something could change. I was lucky to get to the doctor so quickly, but other people that have a similar story may not have been so lucky. Many people die from instances like this and their loved