My Unexpected Experience
My unexpected experience
Last month was horrible. My Dad had gotten sick. My family and I thought it was nothing but the flu because when he gets it, it always hits him harder than us kids; he is usually laid up in bed for about a week. When the week passed and he was still severely sick, we knew something was really wrong. That same day we noticed he was spitting up blood, his fever wasn 't breaking, and he could barely move. My sister Brittany and I tried to get him to go to the hospital but instead he just laid there and said, "I 'm tired; I 'll go in the morning." We made him promise he would go. But now I wish I would 've dragged him out of bed that night. The next morning my cousin and my little brother were getting ready for school. Everything seemed normal until my cousin came and woke me up saying my dad wanted me. I got up right away to find out what was going on. It turns out he was so weak he couldn 't even move from the bed. So I helped him up, got him dressed, and helped him to the kitchen to sit down until my uncle was ready to take him to the hospital. While he was sitting there he said, "Ash, if they hook me up to a machine and that 's the only thing keeping me alive, give me a chance, then pull the plug." I replied, "Stop talking like that; everything is going to be fine; I love you." By then my uncle was ready. So I told my uncle, "Let me know what is going on and Brittany and I will be up there later." He said, "Ok will do." They left, and about an hour later my sister and I received a text "Dad has pneumonia they 're holding him for at least 24hrs." When we received that text we got ready and headed up to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, we went straight back to see our dad, and he seemed fine. Since they had him hooked up to so many things such as, three different antibiotics, saline water to keep him hydrated, and they even had him on an oxygen mask to help him breathe better. He was acting so goofy
Last month was horrible. My Dad had gotten sick. My family and I thought it was nothing but the flu because when he gets it, it always hits him harder than us kids; he is usually laid up in bed for about a week. When the week passed and he was still severely sick, we knew something was really wrong. That same day we noticed he was spitting up blood, his fever wasn 't breaking, and he could barely move. My sister Brittany and I tried to get him to go to the hospital but instead he just laid there and said, "I 'm tired; I 'll go in the morning." We made him promise he would go. But now I wish I would 've dragged him out of bed that night. The next morning my cousin and my little brother were getting ready for school. Everything seemed normal until my cousin came and woke me up saying my dad wanted me. I got up right away to find out what was going on. It turns out he was so weak he couldn 't even move from the bed. So I helped him up, got him dressed, and helped him to the kitchen to sit down until my uncle was ready to take him to the hospital. While he was sitting there he said, "Ash, if they hook me up to a machine and that 's the only thing keeping me alive, give me a chance, then pull the plug." I replied, "Stop talking like that; everything is going to be fine; I love you." By then my uncle was ready. So I told my uncle, "Let me know what is going on and Brittany and I will be up there later." He said, "Ok will do." They left, and about an hour later my sister and I received a text "Dad has pneumonia they 're holding him for at least 24hrs." When we received that text we got ready and headed up to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, we went straight back to see our dad, and he seemed fine. Since they had him hooked up to so many things such as, three different antibiotics, saline water to keep him hydrated, and they even had him on an oxygen mask to help him breathe better. He was acting so goofy