Can you form a story from these phrases??

Question

1.Thirty one days in the hospital
2. Keep family close
3. The doctor said brain surgery
4. Treated like a queen
5. I knew I was loved and needed
6. I didn't care anymore
7. A long road to recovery

Answer 1

Sitting in the doctors office, Jeri kept her eyes lowered, remembering the words she had spoken to Ken the night before. Tears were beginning to fill her eyes as she sat thinking about the ups and downs in her marriage. A marriage which would soon be tested, like never before!

"Jeri," the young nurse called, "yes," Jeri answered back as she gathered her purse and followed the young nurse to the examination room. Sitting quietly, waiting for the doctor to come into the room, Jeri was able to compose herself but, the pain in her head had now replaced the sorrow she felt in her heart.

Jeri jumped as the door had startled her; "Hi, Dr. Myers," Jeri said, trying not to show her anxiety. "Well, hello, Jeri and how are you today"?, asked the doctor, as he took a seat across from her. Jeri, told the doctor about her recent symptoms and how they were affecting her. Dr. Myers, took out the MRI results and put them in front of Jeri. "Jeri," this will explain the headaches and many of the symptoms you are having."he said, as he moved the results towards her.

Driving home, Jeri could hardly believe what the doctor had just told her. "The doctor said, brain surgery is the only way to handle my situation, how will I tell Ken?" she thought as the tears began to roll down her cheeks. " Here we are in the midst of yet another trial in our marriage and now, this! How is Ken going to take this news?", she wondered,as she pulled into the driveway and saw that Ken was already home. Fact is, she didn't care anymore! Jeri knew that she was loved and needed but, there was just too much weight upon her heart and now, her mind as well!

Walking into the house, Jeri was met by Ken, "Jeri, I am so sorry I did not go with you today but, I was still angry. I knew my words had been harsh and so were yours. However, I needed time to be alone and think,"he said as a tear fell from his eye. Jeri felt her eyes filling once again as she took him by the hand as they sat together, on the couch, embracing...allowing their tears to dissolve the pain afflicted upon one another.

Tenderly, Jeri broke the news to Ken and they sat together and wept. It was as though the harsh words and the deep valley's traveled, were now a thing of the past. Trials which had drawn them even closer as they reflected on how trivial some of them had been, next to the love they held in their hearts, for one another. "Ken, Jeri, whispered, I thought I just didn't care anymore! But, I do! I love you, Ken and I just want to get through this time so that we can have many more years together." Ken, looked deeply into her now swollen eyes and kissed a tear which had escaped, in spite of her fighting the flood which was now threatening to burst forth from her heart!

As the surgery date drew nearer, Jeri and Ken knew that it would be a long road to recovery but, they also knew that their love would pull them through. Indeed, it did! After thirty-one days in the hospital, keeping family close, Jeri reflected upon her recovery. "Wow, I knew that I was loved and needed but, I never expected to be treated like a queen!", she thought as a smile crossed her face. "A queen," she thought, as she recalled all the hours Ken hadspent by her side through all thirty-one days! How the initial scare of the brain surgery had healed a faltering marriage and harsh words spoken out of anger, not hate! Jeri, realized that this season of testing, in her life, had brought about much healing.

Free from the illness, free from the chains which once bound their love, Jeri and Ken re-discovered and re-kindled that first love for one another....a love NO trial can destroy and one which taught them both to speak with respect and admiration each time they mentioned the other.

Answer 2

I didn't care any more when the doctor said brain surgery, and even less when he said I'd spend thirty-one days in the hospital.

However once I knew I could keep the family close, that I'd be treated like a queen and I knew I was loved and needed, I didn't mind that there was a long road to recovery ahead of me.

(Thank all family and friends for being there in times of need!)

Answer 3

If i could bring time back I would treat her like a queen. I know she loved and needed me her neice. but I don't care anymore when it was needed, I want to live my own life.
I never knew it would come to this. If you give me a second chances I would keep my family closes. I just thank God the doctor said kidney surgery. For if the doctor said brain surgery I would have fallen apart. She spend more then 30 days in hospital. It almost became her second home.
I throught she was going well back then it 3 steps forward and 2 and half back. It still a long road to recovery. but at least she is recovering

(and I wish this was not based on a true story.)

Answer 4

from those phrases alone? yes but it wouldn't make much sense.

with my words? sure i'd like to try.

I asked the doctor what I needed to do to get better. The doctor said brain surgery. I spent thirty one days in the hospital. It was and still will be a long road to recovery, but I didn't care anymore. My ordeal helped to keep my family close, I was treated like a queen, and I knew I was loved and needed.

Answer 5

Once again, the doctor said brain surgery. I would be spending at least 31 days in the hospital, and would have a long road to recovery. But I didn't care anymore about the prognosis. All I wanted was to be rid of the headaches that had overtaken my life.

My husband held my hand and sobbed. I knew I was loved and needed. He had always treated me like queen during our 35 years of marriage. "It'll be okay," I told him. "We'll get through this."

He regained his composure and stood up. "I'll call the kids. We have to keep family close." He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and left the hospital room.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, imagining the time when I could leave the hospital, fully recovered.

Answer 6

my sister has already spent THIRTY ONE DAYS IN THE HOSPITAL. he has brain cancer. she's already having trouble speaking, and the last audible thing that i heard from her during that time that made sense was, "KEEP FAMILY CLOSE."

THE DOCTOR SAID THAT BRAIN SURGERY would be the best option for the removal of her tumor. since she was the most beautiful among us siblings, she was TREATED LIKE A QUEEN by my parents and relatives, ever since she was born, and even more now that she is ill. i would envy her because she got everything that she wanted, and i'd feel ugly and worse whenever i am being compared to her.

when she said that phrase --- "keep family close", she hugged me as tightly as she could and kissed me lightly on the cheek. in that instance, I KNEW I WAS LOVED AND NEEDED. all the bitterness that i had felt since i was gone had vanished.

the operation was successful, and we were grateful that God gave her a second chance. because of the drugs and chemotherapy, she became bald. others would tease her for that. one day, i shaved my hair off my head and we'd go out together, so that she woild not be ashamed of her being bald. I DIDN'T CARE ANYMORE if others would laugh at us. my sister was more important than them.

A LONG ROAD TO RECOVERY may be expected of my sister to guarantee that the cancer will not reoccur, but i bet that a long road is worth taking than a short life.

Answer 7

Here's a quick synopsis;

I spent 31 days in hospital due to an unknown illness during which time my entire family was at my bedside. I was unconscious when the doctor told my family I would require brain surgery. My family brought me everything I could have wanted whilst in hospital, in my coma. Although I was not functioning on a conscious level, I could feel that I was a big part of everyone's life, and that they didn't want me to go.

As I lay, vegetative, in my neural prison, I was depressed and distant. I felt it would be best for this ordeal to be over. Then I felt, so softly at first, the smooth touch of a loved one. I then knew I had to try and break free from this terrible affliction, and I did.

It became white and bright.

My family will take a long time to get over me leaving...

Answer 8

Recovery.
My parents and dearest friend were there when THE DOCTOR SAID, “BRAIN SURGERY is what you are going to need if we are to help you at all and I’m sad to say without it there is no chance of you surviving.” I’ll always remember those words and the fear I felt even though I was heavily sedated with pain medication. With the fear, came a feeling of hopelessness, and wondering if I had the strength to go through with it. What if I came out paralyzed or my brain didn’t function like it did before lying in the hospital bed? I was in so much misery I DIDN’T CARE ANYMORE.
The morning of the surgery every negative emotion hit me along with the fear. I was semi-conscious when they wheeled me down the hall with Mom and Dad looking down at me with as much anxiety in there faces as I felt. They say to KEEP FAMILY CLOSE but at that moment I didn’t know if I really wanted them there or not.
The next thing I remember is waking up feeling horrible and not knowing yet if all went well. I briefly saw my parents before drifting off again.
The next THIRTY ONE DAYS IN THE HOSPITAL were horrible. I never thought I’d go through so much pain and depressing days along with therapy. I wanted to give up but my friend was there every day encouraging me along and never flinching whenever I was angry or contrary with her.
I received notes and cards everyday wishing me well, come home soon, we miss you, and some from people I hadn’t seen for years. No one will know how much those cards meant because through them all I KNEW I WAS LOVED AND NEEDED and there was no way I could give up. They gave me the strength to continue with my therapy.
When I finally got home there were welcome signs, flowers, family and friends, waiting for me. I felt like, and indeed, was TREATED LIKE A QUEEN.
It has been A LONG ROAD TO RECOVERY and I say “has been” because I still struggle with some pain and daily life sometimes but I have come to realize that when I said “I DIDN’T CARE ANYMORE” it was my fear talking and one needs to KEEP FAMILY CLOSE along with a good friend because without their support it would have made it much harder and giving up would have been much easier.
To those who know someone going through a serious ordeal send those cards. It’s such a simple act to do but SO important to the receiver and to those who may read this and are about to face a heavy road ahead, give it all you have because life is worth living and you are loved and needed by so many people.

Answer 9

Too much info... The story would be too predictable and I like to use my imagination when writing stories. Sorry man.

Answer 10

do your own homework