When I was 15 years old, my mother lost her eyesight and her hearing very quickly due to complications from diabetes. Being in and out the hospital, on a lot of medications, and a daily patient at the kidney dialysis center, she gradually became handicapped, needing help 24 hours a day. Over the course of a few months, and after dealing with a variety of unreliable nursing aides, I decided put school aside, and try 2 do the best I could to be a {very} un-official nurse. It was my responsibility to cook, clean, make groceries, do the laundry, and pay the bills for my mother. Obviously, this was a tough task at the time, but this was something that I needed to do.
As a senior in high school in 2005, I missed alot of days, and eventually found out that I wasnt graduating. As unfortunate as it was, I accepted the fact that I would have to get my GED at a later date, and continue taking care of my mother. On July 13, 2005, after a long battle with diabetes and tuberculosis, my mother passed away. It was very hard for me in the beginning, but I realized that she struggled often here, and she was definitely in a better place.
Having to take on such a difficult task at such a early age, I was one of those teens who couldnt really take advantage of being a teen. Suprisingly to some, it dosent bother me at all. that I didnt experience childhood to the maximum, because everything that I endured in that course of time, made me the person I am today. Today, at the age of 20, I find myself looking back, and I thank my mom, for she has raised me to be a man, in more ways than one!!!!
