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Eng 119 10/16/12 My flavour disaster I suppose that cold November a akin(p) it was yesterday. It was so cold that I matte up the breeze dismissal finished my skin. I remember waking up to my mammamy and sisters emit. I tail end buoy tell that my bugger off was trying his hardest non to cry. Ive constantlylastingly felt safe at home, its a place to emotional state peacefulness and joy with family scarcely this was different. I near wanted exclusivelything to be handle the rule days where my ma fusses at me for not waking up earlier for inform or forgetting to do the laundry. E verybody was so regretful scarce trying there hardest to be quick in front of me.Everybody surrounded me as I was getting ready, it seemed same(p) they were following my every move. I tried and true my hardest not to cry or s skunktily fall apart because I bed that it would only make things worse and commit every single into pieces. I had to remain strong and remember that Ive b een by this before and that graven image is ever by my side. sit down on the dining t able was pointless the aliment was honourable there for show. Nobody seemed to claim an appetite. It seemed as if they were the one going through this tragedy entirely I cant blame them. If anything happened to them, I would determine the same way.I had left my house a billion times before just that morning was by far one of the hardest things Ive ever done in my breeding. I kissed my sisters goodbye and told them to be strong for me and regardless of what happens, that theyll endlessly be in my sum. I have 3 sisters and not seeing there ravishing faces again would destroy me. Getting into the car was equal moving to a new house. It was so quiet driving to the infirmary with my parents. It was the eternal drive of my life although I didnt want the drive to end. I had to be strong though and remember that I am no longer 4 years old anymore.I was only 17 and I already been through th is life trial before. Everything seemed to be playing in slow motion. I started to remember every childhood memory I had. I remembered the original time I went to the zoo with my family and I fell and scraped hurt my knee and had to get stiches. I was terrified and so scared closely getting stiches but nothing can possibly be worse than this life trial. I remembered the first day my baby sister was born. I remembered the going on a eluding to Niagara Falls and how much fun I had with my family and friends. A million memories and thoughts were running through my mind.My mother sighed once we arrived to the hospital, but this wasnt a sigh of relief, this was more analogous pure sadness. Before walk into the hospital, I took one last glance at the world emergeside. Walking into the Oakwood hospital, I was able to recall every memory I had inside every step I took. I was asked to sit down for 5 minutes till they call me up. My mom was telling me a story about my grannie and how she also had an pay heart surgery. She told me that she had an open heart surgery 7 times in her life and survived all 7 but she was a very heavy smoker and thats how she passed away.She had latterly passed away from cancer. She said I actuateed her of my grandma because she was a very strong woman. The give called my name and told me that the doctor was ready for me. I was getting closer and closer to the operate room. At the same time, I was so focused on everything. I could scan at the plant that I was walking by for hours and hours. The more closer I got to the direct room, the more scared and freaked out I was getting. my lips were so dry because the hospital told me I wasnt supposed to down anything. I felt choked up. I could hear a baby crying after the mother giving birth.That make me smile. To think God takes life but brings another life to the world. Thats dear the way life is. I got to the operating room and changed into the hospital gown. I always hated the hosp ital gowns. thither were close from the front but open from the back. It just didnt make sense to me. Sitting on the hospital bed, I was so nervous. The nurse purge noticed and gave me almost medication to calm down my nerves. I always wanted to be a nurse when I grow up. I started to think if I can ever actually fulfill that dream, but I had faith in God and knew he wouldnt let me down.The nurse told me she can see me as being a nurse because I love to attend people. The medication didnt seem to reach so well especially when youre almost going to have an open heart surgery. I couldnt call up this was actually happening to me again. It felt like a dream, I dream that I wanted to just wake up from so badly. I started to imagine myself posing home watching TV like a normal teenage young lady with nothing to worry about but homework and drama. I knew I had no way out of this though. Its outright or never, I thought to myself. My founder held my hand and said, come on sweetie, you can do this.I kissed my parents goodbye and couldnt wait on but cry. I started to think to myself that this whitethorn be the last time that Ill ever see there beautiful faces. I trusted my surgeon with my life because this isnt the first time he has done this to me before. He told me that he always loved seeing my face vbecause I was all smiles but this was such a fake smile I had on. My anesthesiologist gave me some medicine and told me to count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, hence I was gone. The next thing you whop I was waking up to my families faces.My mom was sitting by me holding my hand. I thought I was dreaming. Everything was so bleary-eyed but I can even so see a little. I had survived. I survived an open heart surgery for the secant time. After that moment, I knew that I was going to appreciate every minute of my life. There isnt a day that goes by that I dont remind myself of the strength I have within me. My seven inch scar reminds me that I am alive and strong. I feel like Im capable of giving a lot to the world. I appreciate my family and friends even more because I dont know where I would be without them.