Sunday, September 16, 2007
Emotion Paper.
One of the most frightening moments I have experienced in a long time occured after a funeral for my fathers cousin Rochelle who had passed away after a drawn out battle with a brain tumor.. My father's family is jewish and so it is a custom after a funeral for the extended family to gather and rember the person who has just passed. Although it is a sad event, family members are also supposed to refelect on happy experiences that they had together. In short, it is a celebration of the individual's life. I personally met members of my family whom my father had not seen in twenty years, and whom i had never met. We were eating lunch at the house and I was sitting with my mother listening to Rochelle's brother tell a story about my father and him unwittingly playing with fiberglass as children when my grand-uncle Harold turned white and passed out. We called 911 poured water on him and lay him down on a couch. Now It must be understood that the entire family was under a lot of stress at the time, so for such a moment to occur was terrifing. The paramedics arrived and took over, but as they were talking to him he stopped breathing and passed out again. Imedeatly they began to perform CPR until he woke up. As soon as he was awake, he thanked them, and tried to get up and walk away. Of course no one let him and he ended up going to the hospital where and explnation was discovered. Harold had been on vacation in florida when Rochelle passed away and had driven all the way to New Jersy for the funeral. He had also just begun to recieve and a new type of medication for blood pressure. His doctors had given him the wrong amount and it had caused his blood pressure to become dangerously low hence the fainting. I will never forget the sense of fear I felt as I watched him turn white and fall off his chair. Nor will I forget the one thought that kept racing through my head. "Harolds going to die during a funeral".
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