The worst birthday ever

The Worst Birthday Ever Vive had my fair-share of bad birthdays, nevertheless there Is ane that tops them all by a long shot. In pitch to belowstand the happenings in the story to come, you must know a some things. My younger buddy, Austin, had been sick a few days prior to this special day. Austin had a high fever, a cough, and a drippy nose. Worst, or best of all, depending on how you look at it, he was constantly quiescence By nature, my mother was worried about him. She was constantly giving her direction to him, if she wasnt working.On February 18, 2008, I woke up finally as an eight year superannuated I was so activated that it was my birthday and to get the extra worry. My eye opened and I immediately thought of the cake, the presents, the attention, the birthday wishes, the money, and the food. I got up and went to the computer room. My mom was on the mall computer working speckle my brother was lying on a padded bench, wrapped In a blanket, sleeping. I walked In and no one said a word to me How dare they I thought. I didnt say anything and just walked over, to the keep computer, to play my favorite game, Virtual Knee Surgery.It felt like I had been on the computer for hours I finally got up to go to the bathroom. I opened the door to see my older sister, Cattail, finally awake, sitting on the toilet. I quickly shut the door. I had to go to the bathroom so bad I thought I was going to explode. I was postponement so long that I didnt even have to go anymore. I finally walked back to computer room. I got back on my game. non even ten minutes went by, when, BAM It happened. I heard a little(a) moaning noise coming from my brothers direction. I instantaneously looked up at my, sick, little, brother and saw the Image that I cant forget no matter owe hard I try.He was shaking violently. He spitting, drooling, and even foaming at the mouth like a rabid dog. His eyes were indeed opened, but his pupils were certainly not present. His eyes ha d rolled to the back of his head. His skin morose a bluish color. He had saliva all over his strikingness and chest. I had been looking at him for a solid three minutes before he got loud enough for my mom to hear. I was wintery in place with my mouth open, starring in terror. I had no clue what was going on. He couldnt talk or even breathe. I remember thinking, Oh no, not on my birthday My mom finally looked over and freaked out.She shook him gently for a few seconds. He wouldnt budge. He wouldnt serve to anything she said. She grabbed him and carried him Into the bathroom. My sister and I sat In the doorway and watched as she ran refrigerant water over his head. He was still shaking and foaming. My mom told us to call 91 1 and then told us what to tell them. We Immediately ran to phone. She picked up the phone and dialed 911. While it rang we fought over who got to talk to the 911 operator. I was exceedingly ringing and a lady answered the phone. My sister immediately yelled , My brother is yin afterwards the lady asked my sister a few questions she put the phone down. We waited peradventure two minutes before the paramedics showed up. The walked in and went straight to the bathroom. They handled everything and got my brother under control. Later that night we left the house for my birthday dinner. I was excited to finally have the attention on myself. Nope. We got there and all the attention was on my brother. I had to sit at the end of the table turn my brother sat at the front of the table getting my attention. unnecessary to say, that was my worst birthday ever