SIDS essays

SIDS essays Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS) has always been a topic I wondered about but knew very little information on. I was about fifteen years old when I first became familiar with SIDS. Waking up to the flashing red and blue lights as the sound of the loud siren became closer and closer, I looked out my window and noticed the ambulance was at the house next door. I quickly jumped up and put on my robe and house shoes. I opened my bedroom door and ran down the hall to my mothers room. I shouted, Mom and told her there was an ambulance outside. She grabbed my hand and rushed out the door. There were other neighbors outside by then trying to see what was going on. We watched from our porch as the medical workers raced back and forth to the ambulance getting the equipment that was needed. My mom told me to stay on the porch while she tried to see what was going on. She walked across the street and started asking the other neighbors if they knew of anything or if anyone had been h urt. The little old lady with the gray hair from the house down the street replied, The Johnsons new born, Alex, isnt breathing. Not knowing exactly what all this was about, I saw my mother walking back towards the porch as she wiped the tears that were running down the sides of her nose. At that moment, I knew something wasnt right. Repeatedly, I asked, is everything okay? She rapped her arms tightly around me, Theres something wrong with Amandas little brother, she said. My stomach dropped. All I could think about was the worst. Amanda was my best friend and she was Mr. and Mrs. Johnsons oldest daughter. What could be wrong, I thought to myself. I thought Alex was perfectly healthy. The medical workers rushed to their vehicles and shortly after, the Johnsons came walking out the door. Mrs. Johnson got into the ambulance with the baby and Mr. Joh...