Personal Narrative: The Influence Of Analyzing Pain

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I’m situated in the car screeching in excruciating pain and praying my dad takes us to the hospital fast. We are traveling 90 miles an hour zooming down the highway to The Shawnee Mission medical center. Blood is gushing all over the car. my mom is screaming for a towel, so my blood doesn't stain the beige leather seats in the car.
It all began 10 minutes earlier when we were leaving my cousin’s house. I was ascending into the car and as I was reaching in the car door shut. It was my brother and he didn't notice me on the other side of the door. My head was slammed in the door. I screamed out a blood curdling scream. My head immediately started gushing blood. I was screaming in agonizing pain. I could barely handle it. My mom stridently screamed and told us to, “Hop in the car now, we are going to the
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He checks my pupils and quizzes me on what I had for lunch, my birthday, etc. Which, I didn’t know the answer to, as a result I had a concussion. He then puts gauze on my cut and stops the bleeding. He takes me to receive an MRI done. I have the MRI done, and the doctor says I have an extremely serious concussion and that if I don’t stabilize within the next hour, I will need emergency surgery. During the time I was waiting. I was required to sit up in a blacked out room with no noise or light, and I’m not allowed to sleep. The doctors think I may slip into a coma if I sleep, so I just sit there waiting. I stare at the chandelier on the ceiling of my room.
The nurse check on me every 10 minutes, and finally when my hour is up the doctor comes in and checks my pupils and runs another MRI test on me and I pass. The doctor runs a few more tests and deduces that I’m ok to go home, except before I leave my wound needs to be attended to. The doctor gives me 22 stitches running along my head. I go home with a mild concussion and 22 stitches. It’s 2 a.m. now, I make it home and I say, “I’m glad that’s

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