Kylan
My Watermark
One night when I was 8, I was lying in my bed playing with a rock. I tossed it back and forth above my head carelessly. Then I dropped it, it fell into my mouth, and slipped right down my throat. I swallowed a rock! The next morning I told my mom all about the rock and what happened. She called the school and then we went to Doctor’s Hospital to get x-rays. After the x-rays they told us that we had to go all the way to Oakland Children’s Hospital and that I couldn’t eat at all that day. That was the worst. I couldn’t eat anything from 6 am to 7 pm. Thirteen straight hours of absolutely NO FOOD, it sucked! The next morning I woke up early, before 6, so that I could eat a lot of food. I practically inhaled a bowl of cereal. Most of the ride to Oakland was me endlessly pleading my mom to get me some food, but she said no consistently. I was already hungry when I got into the car, so you can only imagine how hungry I was when I got to the hospital. When we got to the hospital I was starving, and seeing people walk around with food trays made it even worse.
Then we finally started the procedure. The nurses gae me laughing gas and that other stuff that puts people to sleep. All I remember after that was “This stuff isn’t working, Ha ha ha…” and then I fell asleep. That stuff actually does work pretty well. I was asleep the entire time, all I can remember is this crazy dream about flying monkeys and giant rocks, it was pretty weird, they just kept laughing at me. Then I remember waking up with a terrible sore throat and a bag of pork rinds. Even though I had a sore throat I ripped through that bag of pork rinds and the Olive Garden takeout that came after. But it was all over and I could finally go back to school. Even though it felt like I swallowed a rock.
One night when I was 8, I was lying in my bed playing with a rock. I tossed it back and forth above my head carelessly. Then I dropped it, it fell into my mouth, and slipped right down my throat. I swallowed a rock! The next morning I told my mom all about the rock and what happened. She called the school and then we went to Doctor’s Hospital to get x-rays. After the x-rays they told us that we had to go all the way to Oakland Children’s Hospital and that I couldn’t eat at all that day. That was the worst. I couldn’t eat anything from 6 am to 7 pm. Thirteen straight hours of absolutely NO FOOD, it sucked! The next morning I woke up early, before 6, so that I could eat a lot of food. I practically inhaled a bowl of cereal. Most of the ride to Oakland was me endlessly pleading my mom to get me some food, but she said no consistently. I was already hungry when I got into the car, so you can only imagine how hungry I was when I got to the hospital. When we got to the hospital I was starving, and seeing people walk around with food trays made it even worse.
Then we finally started the procedure. The nurses gae me laughing gas and that other stuff that puts people to sleep. All I remember after that was “This stuff isn’t working, Ha ha ha…” and then I fell asleep. That stuff actually does work pretty well. I was asleep the entire time, all I can remember is this crazy dream about flying monkeys and giant rocks, it was pretty weird, they just kept laughing at me. Then I remember waking up with a terrible sore throat and a bag of pork rinds. Even though I had a sore throat I ripped through that bag of pork rinds and the Olive Garden takeout that came after. But it was all over and I could finally go back to school. Even though it felt like I swallowed a rock.