The Day My Insides Came Out
I. Setting: Me, my junior year, at school to the hospital
Thesis: The day of my appendectomy was my worst day at school.
II. Body 1
A. Getting Ready for School
B. At School
C. Checking Out
III. Body 2
A. Ambulance Arriving at School
B. Getting In the Ambulance
C. Engine Exploding
IV. Body 3
A. Arriving at the Hospital
B. Surgery
C. After the Surgery
V. Restates Thesis: My worst day at school was definitely the day my insides came out.
Closure: Brief outline of what happened.
The Day My Insides Came Out
Going to school is a series of ups and downs. You have to get up, go to school, and sit through an entire day of lectures and boredom. By the time I got to my junior year, however, I thought I had seen it all and that I’d never experience anything worse. I was wrong. This is the story of my worst day at school.
The day started out on a bad note. I woke up and took a shower, much like I always did. I ate breakfast and got ready. I thought that my lack of energy and the dull ache in my side would go away by the time I headed out of the house. Unfortunately, these feelings would follow me the rest of the day and foreshadowed the experience I was about to have. I got in my car and drove to school, making it through homeroom, first period, and most of second period before I decided to call home and check out. I thought that a good nap and resting would cure my symptoms. I called my grandmother and she said that she was on her way to pick me up. It was agreed that my cousin would just drive my car home. While my grandmother was on her way, my health took a turn for the worse. The principal decided that I needed to get to the hospital immediately and so he called the ambulance.
When the ambulance arrived, the paramedics strapped me to the gurney and plugged me up with all sorts of heart monitors and I.V.’s while loading me up and taking off for the hospital in Jasper. The drive was a long one, and I most definitely was not feeling in the best of conditions. I overheard some of the paramedics talking, and they thought it was most likely my appendix. They went ahead and called the Emergency Room to tell them that they had someone coming in with a ruptured appendix so that they could have everything ready for me when they got there. The driver was pushing the vehicle as fast as it could go in order to get me into a doctor’s care and hopefully avert disaster. When we were about five miles from the hospital, the impossible happened. The engine of the ambulance exploded. This didn’t seem to matter, however, because we kept on going. When we arrived at the E.R. smoke was boiling out of the hood and they even had to call the Fire Department out to put out the flames.
They rushed me into the hospital and started all the preparation for my surgery. Blood was taken, and my mother was called down. She was already at the hospital with my brother David, who has had health problems since he was born. I probably spent a grand total of fifteen minutes in the Emergency Room before they wheeled me into Surgery to remove the offending appendix. When I awoke from my surgery, the entire school had come out to visit. Teachers, students, and administrative staff lined the halls and rooms of the hospital just to make sure I was all right. The bile from my ruptured appendix had leaked over into my lymph nodes, so I had to stay in the hospital for three days. When I was finally released, I had to take steroid shots in the stomach because the muscles wouldn’t mend properly. All this because of one simple morning I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed
This was definitely the most terrible day I ever had at school. Between the ambulance engine exploding and the surgery, not to mention the pain and the days of lying on my back doing nothing, I didn’t think any day could possibly be worse. My worst day at school was most definitely the day my insides came out.