More Health Stories

Our 3A and 3P students recently wrote about their encounters with doctors, hospitals, and ill health. Enjoy one below and then take the quiz to test your understanding.

 

Noelia Cardoso

The Scorpion

When I was ten years old, I was in my bed at midnight when I felt a bite. I started to cry a lot because it hurt. My mom came to me and asked what happened, and I said a scorpion stung me. Then she tried to find the scorpion. It was in my blanket.

My leg started to hurt. My mouth and my throat started itching and then I started to throw up. I continued crying and my dad said we had to go to the hospital immediately because I looked so bad. My father tried to find a car to take us to the hospital because it was so far away. I can remember it was so difficult for my father to find a car. Finally one neighbor wanted to do the favor and took us to the hospital.

In the middle of the ride I could not breathe. It was so difficult for me to breathe. It took more than ten minutes to arrive at the hospital. My mom tried to talk to me but I couldn’t speak. I think moms are so brave most of the time. We pass through many troubles in our lifetime.

Finally I needed six antibiotics because my body didn’t respond to the first antibiotics. My mom thought that day I was born again because I almost died that day.

In my town it’s normal to see scorpions everywhere, especially when the wind is strong. We have to take care in the house, especially in the bed. You don’t know if you can find a scorpion when you use the bed to take a nap. That’s why I love New York because we don’t have to worry about scorpions in the bed.

To read more, click here.

Advertisements
Tagged ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: