Decision Making Essay

Decision Making

Debra K. Godfrey

MGT/230

June 29, 2015

University of Phoenix

Decision Making

        When making decisions in your life, there are just some things that are out of your hands. Some things require a lot of thinking, how it is going to affect you physically, but most importantly emotionally. One of the hardest decision’s I had ever faced in my personal life was letting my sister go.

          When looking at the decision making progress, this comes into play with the most effective one of “Making Choice”. The decision process came into play after a Friday, June 28, 2013. My sister had a doctor’s appointment, we said our good-byes and ours’ I love you. Drank a cup of coffee and had a cigarette with her, before her ride came to get her and my mother.  Never knew that would be the last time I would see her alive and alert.

        It was a long day for my mother day at the doctors. Somewhere along the way my sister got sick. So sick, where the doctors couldn’t do what they were going to do with her. So it was up to my sister at the time, to say, “Yes, admit me to the hospital”.  The weekend came and I called up there to check on her, she sounded good, kept talking about coming home and celebrating a late birthday party for my boyfriend. Sunday came and my mother was talking to her, only to call me afterwards and tell me, “Deb, your sister don’t sound right, could you call and see if she is OK”. So I did just that, called her and called my mother back. So she decided to get ahold of her youngest boy and father.

        Unfortunately, I had to work, so I didn’t get to go, but I told her to give her hugs and kisses for me. When I got off, I went to the firehouse, awaiting a phone call to let me know how she was doing. My cell phone rang and it was her oldest boy, telling me Robin (my sister) just went into cardiac arrest and things don’t look good. So we traveled to Morgantown, W.V., where she was Mon General Hospital. It was heartbreaking seeing her like she was. They worked on her for 45 minutes. Only to be told that she was brain dead and she would never be same. So it was a decision time. The decision to let her go, or wait. I talked to my mother and I told her, “You know, she would want our brother here”. I was already one step ahead and called him, so he was on his way home from Florida.