Becoming A Doctor

Joy (my sister) did a fabulous job on her report and project about Karleigh and her disorder. She sent me a copy of her powerpoint that she made and it was fabulous and even made me cry. Joy truly is a very special girl and is going to do great things with her life! She has already done many great things with her life!! She is wonderful and I love her very much! Since I am not that talented at the computer and can't seem to figure out if there is any way to load her powerpoint on here, I am just going to retype the part that made me cry the most (yes, with Joy's permission).

"Becoming a Doctor"

By: Joy Clay
(2007)

April 14, 2005 was the day my life turned around. I got ready for school, but I had already missed the bus. My mom was going to take me and she was almost ready to go. As I walked down the stairs the phone rang and my mom answered it. A few seconds later I saw her tear up. A few more seconds later I heard her say, "Poor little girl." As soon as she said those three words I knew something was wrong.

A couple more minutes later she hung up the phone and with tears in her eyes she said, "Karleigh is having a hard time breathing and she's having seizures. They had to bring a helicopter to get her because an ambulance would take to long." I started to cry. A rush of sadness just fell over me. I was scared and I didn't want to go to school.

My mom drove me to school and she told me that if I couldn't handle it any more she would pick me up. I walked into my classroom crying and my teacher told me to go to the school counselor. I couldn't stop the tears from coming out of my eyes. My school counselor was very kind and she helped me be happier.

A little while later, the school counselor asked me if I wanted to call my mom and see how Karliegh was doing. I called her expecting a positive answer and she said, "Not to well." I had a melt down again. I don't think I've ever cried as much as I did that day. I decided that I could go to gym class. A couple mintues into class the office called and said, "Will you please send Joy Clay to the office."

I left class and when I entered the office I saw my mom crying. She gave me a long hug and said, "Karleigh died." I remember being so sad but not being able to cry because I had already cried all my tears out. We walked to the car where my two brothers waited, crying.

The next morning we got on an airplane and went to Colorado. A couple days later we had the funeral. I remember falling apart when I saw her in her casket. I never though that this would happen to me.

After the funeral I decided that when I grow up, I would become a doctor that works with the disabled children like Karleigh. Karleigh is the person that inspires me to pursue my dream job.