I was so upset, I didn’t know what to do with myself. All the others were outside on the ranch in the sun, enjoying what short break they did have, whilst I was lying here contemplating what to do with myself to take my mind of the current situation. I thought about working, but the thought of doing anything at the moment made my stomach wrench with sadness. I decided to get up and grab a magazine from the cupboard in the bathroom, I got back into bed and proceeded to read it. My eyes started to wander from word to word, they were hard to make out and understand however with the little education I did have, I managed to make out what the writing meant.
My heart had sunk to the deepest part of the world. I felt as if he had left me in the world alone. His funeral was on a Friday that he was supposed to pick my sister and I up for McDonalds. My sister refused to go because she did not believe my mom. But I missed school to watch my best friend be laid to rest.
One night I was sleeping in this house which belonged to my grandparents. There had been many stories about hauntings that rumored around but I never believed any of them until this night. On this night I had woken up to use the restroom, everyone in the house was fast asleep and the only one that was missing was my grandpa who had been working late that night. As I was trying to go back to sleep heard a noise at the door. It was the sound of dangling keys and clanging metal.
I wanted to be at her bedside, wrapped up in her arms, I wanted to be there to see her breathe her last breath, but now it is too late , she is gone. My tears flowed continuously, especially in the night as I try to comprehend this sorrow As I took the flight back home, I was solemn and grief stricken, In the past I have always been happy coming home to granny, but not this time. I know that I would not see that vibrant looking little lady again , but would see a lifeless corpse in a casket, not a sound of her beautiful voice. I felt so cold inside; so many things I wanted to say to her, all the hugs I needed and wanted, and many, many regrets I’ve had. I wanted to be comforted.
When I fell down I got right back up and stood up for what I believed in even though it was tough and hard to sleep with. But I need that spark to get psyched back up, so I can get out of this dump. Something to believe in: something like love. I don’t know how I got in this position that I’m in. It’s like I fell asleep and just woke up.
These sitcoms were like manuals for the viewers to get marriage and child raising advice. There were never any drinking or drug problems as well as no emotional problems shown on these sitcoms. Women were known as loving caring mothers that stayed at home looking after the children. When women watched theses sitcoms they imitated this belief. In “Raising Hope” Maw Maw and Burt always drink at dinner and Virginia is always sneaking around to smoke so her family will not see her.
On my second interview with my grandmother I had the honor of reading her a poem Nurse and Peron (Touhy, Jett, 2010, p.350). While reading to my 97 year old grandmother I happened to look over at her. I felt and saw a sense of sadness. Even though my grandmother never personally experienced Alzheimer's disease, she had close friends that had succumb to the illness. Growing up I remember my grandfather passing away at the young age of 60, although he did not pass from Alzheimer's disease, he did battle with a chronic illness that left him debilitated.
I couldn’t help to wonder if everything in my dream actually happened in the game, but I will never know. Usually you will get kicked from the lobby from not playing so I must have hit a few buttons in my sleep keeping me spectating. I do not understand why I don’t remember any of my dreams. The only thing I can think of for me remembering this one is because it actually happened in front of my sleeping
He gradually given up his hobbies and had become more quit. When he was 62 when leading a hike in an area he could not find the way home. He forgot appointments, and could not find his way around the area where he had lived for more than 40 years. He failed recognizing some good friends and lost interest in television and newspapers ((Butcher, Mineka, & Hooley, 2010). Explain How You Would Confirm a Diagnosis of Alzheimer's
Insomnia is a sleep disorder characterized by the general inability to fall asleep, and stay asleep. The victims of Insomnia usually are usually stressed out in their daily lives, but not always (Wikipedia). “Insomnia can be grouped into primary and secondary, or comorbid, insomnia. Primary insomnia is a sleep disorder not attributable to a medical, psychiatric, or environmental cause. It is described as a complaint of prolonged sleep onset latency, disturbance of sleep maintenance, or the experience of non-refreshing sleep.