Brotherly Love: A Story of Medicinal Dependency

Title: "No Excuses: Learning to Speak Up for My Own Needs" It was a typical evening for me - I was just finishing up some homework when my back started to throb with pain. I knew I needed to take my medicine, but I felt too tired and didn't want to move around too much. That's when I remembered that my mom had kept my medicine prescription in her room. I decided to ask my younger brother to go and fetch it. "Hey, could you tell mom to bring me my medicine?" I asked him. He nodded and headed towards her room. What I didn't tell him was that my back was hurting - I just assumed he would understand the urgency. However, when he returned a few minutes later with my older brother Mondrell in tow, I realized my mistake. "She's knocked out sleep, you gotta go around there and get her," Mondrell told me, with a firm tone. I didn't know what to do - I was too shy to disturb my mom's sleep and too afraid to cause a scene. But as the hours passed and the pain in my back worsened, I decided I had to take action. I kept calling my mom's phone, hoping to rouse her from her slumber. Finally, after what felt like hours, she picked up. "I need my medicine," I told her, my voice trembling with frustration. "Why didn't you come to give it to me?" My mom sounded groggy but sympathetic. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't know you needed it so urgently. Next time, make sure to tell me right away." The next morning, I confronted Mondrell about his behavior. I explained to him how much pain I was in and how disappointed I was that he hadn't found a better solution to my problem. "Can you please listen next time?" I asked him, my voice shaking a little. "I need you to understand how important this is." Mondrell looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "I get it," he said. "I'm sorry." Through this experience, I learned an important lesson about the power of communication. From now on, I would make sure to speak up for my own needs, even if it meant facing some discomfort or embarrassment. There was no excuse for neglecting my health - and I was determined to make sure my voice was heard.