Give me your openions. This is just my rough draft. It is suppose to be a discriptive essay.



A Christmas I would never forget
By: Brandon Wall

I started out early this Friday morning feeling all the excitement that comes at Christmas time. The drive is long but easy. I take I57 to I80 just north of Kankakee and head towards Joliet. I was going there to visit my girlfriend and her parents for the holiday and to bring my girlfriend back with me for the holiday. Our plans were to shop all day Saturday and then on Sunday, Christmas Eve, we were going to wrap presents and go to a large family gathering that night.

I hadn’t been feeling up to par the last few weeks, have some numbness in my hands and being very tired. Saturday I work up anticipating the big day. However, when I got out of bed, I noticed extreme weakness on my right side. When I tried to talk I couldn’t, I was slurring my words. I called home and tried to talk to my mother, and she told me to go to the nearest emergency room. I had all the symptoms of a stroke.

The emergency room doctor immediately sent me for a CT scan. It felt like we waited for ever for the doctor to come back in. Finally, the doctor came in and said the CT scan did not come back good. He said it appeared I had suffered many ministrokes, and that I wasn’t allowed to leave. So much for shopping.

I had a really bad night. The guy in the room with me snored and talked all night long. An MRI of the head was ordered, and early that Sunday morning they performed the MRI. As soon as the results were in, a neurologist named Dr. Kannon, came in and he wanted me to come with him in privet to look at the MRI results. He showed me the pictures from the test, and pointed out 14 gray matter spots on my brain. He then told me I am not going to go nowhere till we know why they are there. Well, so much for Christmas Eve.

Back to the room I go with the man talking in his sleep. I made friends with one of the nurses. She took a real interest in me and I think felt bad for me having to spend Christmas in the hospital. She went and worked some things around and got me my own privet room. Christmas morning and I sure got a present I didn’t want. The report said there were three things that this could be.
1) Infection
2) Cancer of the brain
3) Multiple Sclerosis

Now comes my present. I get a 23.5 inch long needle put in my lower back. Guess what, it didn’t work. So the doctor tries a 25 inch one, and it went right into my spine. Boy did that hurt! After that I had more testing to be done. Another MRI and a torso scan. Well so much for Christmas day.
My favorite nurse was on duty that Tuesday. She was really “cool” and helped keep my sprit up. That day I got 3 more MRI’s of my entire spine. This took nearly 4 hours and I was nearly insane. As soon as the report was back, my doctor came in and said infection and cancer have been ruled out. This left me with the diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis, and a 2006 Christmas I would never forget. I was upset of course. I was 24 years old and a rather bleak future to look forward to.

Good Draft!

Nice start, and a compelling story. Can I assume this is for a college course? To submit to a magazine? Of course who your "audience" is makes a big difference. Since you indicate it's supposed to be a descriptive essay, I'll go with a school assignment. I'm not going to point out your typos, etc., but here's my semi-professional opinion (I'm a writer).

I'd like to see a little more description about the symptoms you experienced. Did they all start the same day? Talk about how they might have come upon you, what you thought they might be. When you called your mom, was it to say Merry Christmas or for advice?

I'd also like to know how you felt when the doc came in and announced you'd had all these mini-strokes, telling you you weren't going to leave the hospital. Did you call your mom? friends? Was anyone with you at the hospital? At 24 any of the three choices would've been terrifying.

A revision describing the upheaval, and your fears, maybe mention things you had thought you would do later in life suddenly looking like they wouldn't happen, etc.

I wrote an essay about my testing and dx experience. I think the reaction I wanted to get from readers was "Geez, is that how it felt? That really sucks." This would be especially true for your story since this pretty much destroyed your Christmas that year. Tell us how much this ruined Christmas for you, or maybe how it ended up salvaged in the end somehow.

Very nice - I would definetly continue with the fact that you were just 24 years old - not many people realize that it can happend to people that young, especially males.

Most people believe it is only older women.

I agree with what Catch had to say. You have a very intruiging story to tell for such a young person. People need to see MS from a young person view, what they fear their life may be. Will they find a mate that will support them in their journey? Will they be able to follow the same career path. Families viewpoint.

Oh, about the nurse. I was an RN. Working Christmas was one of my favorite holidays to work because I knew it was so important to the patients to have a smiling face when they are there.

i liked it if you can fix the paragraphs , thats just my opinion

i like. very good.

can you go in and edit to create a space between the pargraphs? it would make it easier to read here on the forum. i know transfering from a word or notepad documant changes things.

Nice start. As someone said, should have a beginning, a middle and an end. The end leaves me hanging a little.

I can kind of relate to your story. Most of my flares come around Christmas or my birthday or a planned vacation. Have wrecked many a time that I was looking forward to.

~ Faith