A Sad Day in My Life Essays

A Sad Day in My Life Essays A Sad Day in My Life Essay A Sad Day in My Life Essay Essay Topic: In the Waiting Room A Sad Day in My Life My grandma and I were like best friends. We were very close. I would always visit her at least two or three times a week, more than anyone else in our family. We would always have a good and fun time together. Well one day I was on my way to visit her at her house but I had found out that she had gone to the emergency room because she was bleeding through the brain. When I found that I out I just broke down and got to the hospital as fast as I could. I knew because of that, that she wasn’t going to last much longer. She was going to have to get brain surgery. The doctor said it was going to be very difficult to do. I cried that whole day and the next few days. My family talked to the doctor and he told them that if they succeed she will be fine and healthy but it would take some time for her to be back to her normal self, well the procedure was successful but they realized that she wasn’t going to be healthy like they thought she would. We found out that she had a high chance of being a veggie, which means she would still be alive but wouldn’t be able to move or talk. My grandma told my uncles and me to go in the room because she had something to tell us. Well we did and she told us if she would become a veggie then she would want us to pull the plug on her. A couple days later after she told us she passed away unfortunately. Everyone was sad and depressed especially myself. It hurt me the most. I wouldn’t talk to anyone or even acknowledge that they were there. My heart felt like it had stopped beating for a couple seconds. I was crying and shaking in the waiting room. This was the saddest day of my life. Not only did I lose my grandma, I lost one of my best friends. She taught me how to cook, make coffee, helped me take my first steps, and a lot of other things I do to this day. I was so sad and angry that day that I bawled my fists up and punched a hole in the waiting room wall. I started yelling and crying and the doctor â€Å"I thought you said that she would be alright. You lied to us. † My uncles pulled me back and started hugging me trying to calm me down. That day was the first time that my family has ever seen me down like that before. Every day I think about her and reminisce about all the good times we had and say to myself that she is in better place with my grandpa. A couple weeks later we had her memorial with pictures, a slideshow, and flowers. Family from all around the U. S came to her memorial at my uncle’s house. Every night I repeat to myself this quote by an unknown author â€Å"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. †