My Mother's Experience

My Mother’s Experience Tuesday, April 2nd, at 6:13 p.m., was the day that my mother received severe pains in her abdomen. As a safety precaution, we – my brother, father, and I – rushed her to the hospital. This had not been the first time she had experienced these kinds of pains, as per my dad. When I was the age of four, my mother had kidney stones and had an operation done to remove them because the stones were to large to pass through the urinary tract. Remembering this, I realized she may have the same problem again because this was not the first time she has experienced abdominal pains this year. As we were all waiting in the hospital room waiting for the doctor to diagnose my mother’s condition, I feared she had destroyed some organ in her body. When the doctor finally came out, he told us that she would have to stay overnight because they needed to have tests done to confirm his hunch of kidney stones.
The next morning, he did in fact confirm that she had kidney stones but once again they were too large to be removed without surgery. The only problem with the surgical procedure was that he was not sure if the kidneys would be harmed since there were quite a few stones. The look on my mother’s face from the amount of pain had us decide to continue on with the procedure. At 9:45 a.m. on Wednesday April 3rd, she entered the operating room with everyone’s anxiety filling the atmosphere of the waiting room. Around 10:50, the doctor emerged from the operating room holding a test tube with rocks the size of marbles. The flood of relief after a successful operation was overwhelming, but short-lived.
My father, not wanting to take any more chances, had her get a full physical to make sure she was healthy enough to go home. It was then, we learned that my mother had the possibility of having breast cancer. Because of this, they decided to keep her a little while longer to run more tests like an ultrasound and a mammography. At the time, my mother was exhausted