Narrative Essay On My Puke
"My shoes! These were my favorite pair," he groans. Then as if realizing where the puke just came from he looks at me.
"Shit, this means you have a concussion or something, right?"
The whole time I am just trying to hide my mortification; I just puked all over my sister's idol. On what apparently is his favorite pair of shoes.
"Um, we should go find Karla, can you walk?" he asks.
I have no idea who Karla is. I'm hoping,
Karla is the manager who spoke with me earlier and not one of the nurses.
Jack does not give me the chance to respond to anything that has just happened before he looks at me.
"Who am I kidding," he says as he bends down and scoops me up like I weigh nothing, making sure not to touch my broken arm.
I personally am not …show more content…
I could see his brain working through the terrible lie. Before he could see how illegal what I just said was I groan "I think I'm going to puke," I lied again. That was all it took for him to lose his train of thought.
"I swear to god if you puke on me again" he trails off looking warily at me.
"Oh dear," Karla says, "we need to get you to a doctor fast. I don't really know anyone from the medical department in this part of California, this doesn't usually happen."
"If my phone isn't demolished I can call my own personal doctor, he can treat all of my injuries and he won't tell anybody. He had been treating me since I was a little kid, and is practically a part of our family," I say as cryptic as I can. "He does live four hours away though, one of us would have to drive."
"Let's call him first, I'm willing to pay whatever it takes to get him down here," Karla says. she then pulls out her walkie-talkie and calls for somebody to go fetch my phone.
When I'm handed my phone I go to my emergency contacts and call him. On the second ring he answers
"Hey Kate what's up," He says. Karla immediately takes my phone from my hand and doesn't give me a chance to
"Shit, this means you have a concussion or something, right?"
The whole time I am just trying to hide my mortification; I just puked all over my sister's idol. On what apparently is his favorite pair of shoes.
"Um, we should go find Karla, can you walk?" he asks.
I have no idea who Karla is. I'm hoping,
Karla is the manager who spoke with me earlier and not one of the nurses.
Jack does not give me the chance to respond to anything that has just happened before he looks at me.
"Who am I kidding," he says as he bends down and scoops me up like I weigh nothing, making sure not to touch my broken arm.
I personally am not …show more content…
I could see his brain working through the terrible lie. Before he could see how illegal what I just said was I groan "I think I'm going to puke," I lied again. That was all it took for him to lose his train of thought.
"I swear to god if you puke on me again" he trails off looking warily at me.
"Oh dear," Karla says, "we need to get you to a doctor fast. I don't really know anyone from the medical department in this part of California, this doesn't usually happen."
"If my phone isn't demolished I can call my own personal doctor, he can treat all of my injuries and he won't tell anybody. He had been treating me since I was a little kid, and is practically a part of our family," I say as cryptic as I can. "He does live four hours away though, one of us would have to drive."
"Let's call him first, I'm willing to pay whatever it takes to get him down here," Karla says. she then pulls out her walkie-talkie and calls for somebody to go fetch my phone.
When I'm handed my phone I go to my emergency contacts and call him. On the second ring he answers
"Hey Kate what's up," He says. Karla immediately takes my phone from my hand and doesn't give me a chance to