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Essay.......please help me check it???

Postby eyton » Mon Aug 22, 2011 3:53 pm

This is a reflective essay on the death of my Gran.

PLEASE CAN YOU PROOFREAD IT AND CORRECT AND IDENTIFY ANY GRAMMAR OR PUNCTUATION ERRORS, RIGHT DOWN TO THE SEMI-COLONS AND COMMAS.

ANY HELP IS GREATLY APPRECIATED, AS I AM NOT GREAT AT ENGLISH.

THANKYOU.

Death? Essentially it’s a subject which no one dare speaks of, almost forbidden territory, at least it was in my solemn upbringing, seen as an event which does somehow not affect anyone dear or significant to me; only others. This indeed was the concept I continued to perceive and naturally accept back then. How immature was I?

Gran had been ill for some time. Days, weeks, months passed me by in a haze, as she drifted in and out of consciousness. It wasn’t long before her diagnosis was confirmed; it was cancer. From that grim day on Gran's health continued to deteriorate, becoming embroiled in a downward spiral. I knew, even though I wasn't supposed to, I knew she wasn’t her anymore; that she wasn’t my Gran. Every hour of every day suddenly evolved into a harrowing mix of desperation and fear. What was the outcome… death? It seemed inevitable. The feeling of angst and desperation was crushing me, but nothing could compare to how hopeless the situation felt; I had no inkling of what I could do to help.

Gran and I were as one. We bore an unbreakable connection; a relationship not typical of any other grandmother and grandson. Ours was indeed something unique, significant, one which flourished year after year like the small crimson rose tree in our rear garden. Though today, the unkempt flowerbed where the rose plant once smartly stood no longer exists, it withered in the blazing sun just as our relationship had; unmoved in its roots but no longer thriving.

Life, for me, had been difficult from a very young age. My Gran had essentially occupied the role of mother and guardian, considering my parents filed for the divorce when I was merely four, going their separate ways; leaving me behind. Despite this rather disturbing event in my early life, I maintained the belief throughout my adolescence that as a result of dealing with hurt from such a young age it offered me some sort of protection; a barrier. Now upon reflection I appreciate how innocent and naïve I was; the heartache I experienced as a child had done little to ‘toughen me up’, on the contrary my realisation of this left me feeling more exposed to hurt than ever, like a child, unable to find any logical coping mechanisms.
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Essay.......please help me check it???

Postby kaysan » Mon Aug 22, 2011 4:02 pm

If you are not great at English, then online proofreading services could help you alot. I submit all my college essays to them, I think it's worth it for a decent grade, you should check it out.
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