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Eng 119 10/16/12 My look tragedy I bring forward that nippy November deal it was yesterday. It was so c gray-haired that I felt the breeze going done my skin. I cogitate waking up to my mom and sisters crying. I lav tell that my flummox was trying his hardest not to cry. Ive always felt safe at home, its a place to relish peace and joy with family notwithstanding this was different. I ripe wanted all(prenominal)thing to be like the normal geezerhood where my mom fusses at me for not waking up earlier for civilise or forgetting to do the laundry. Everybody was so sad except trying on that point hardest to be potent in front of me.Everybody surrounded me as I was getting ready, it turn overmed like they were following my every move. I tried my hardest not to cry or and fall apart because I eff that it would only make things worse and break everyone into pieces. I had to remain stiff and remember that Ive been through this before and that God is always by my side. Sitting on the dining table was pointless the food was just there for show. Nobody seemed to have an appetite. It seemed as if they were the one going through this tragedy precisely I cant blame them. If anything happened to them, I would feel the same way.I had left my house a billion multiplication before but that morning was by far one of the hardest things Ive ever done in my life. I kissed my sisters adieu and told them to be strong for me and regardless of what happens, that theyll always be in my kindling. I have 3 sisters and not perceive there ravishing faces again would destroy me. get into the car was like moving to a new house. It was so appease driving to the hospital with my parents. It was the longest 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 this life foot race before. Everything seemed to be playing in slow motion. I started to remember every childhood memory I had. I remembered the premier(prenominal) snip 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 ab bug out(predicate) getting stiches but cypher can possibly be worse than this life trial. I remembered the first day my baby sister was born. I remembered the going on a trip to Niagara Falls and how much fun I had with my family and friends. A one million million million memories and thinkings were running through my mind.My mother sighed once we arrived to the hospital, but this wasnt a sigh of relief, this was more like pure sadness. Before walking into the hospital, I took one last glance at the world outside. Walking into the Oakwood hospital, I was able to recall every memory I had within every step I took. I was asked to sit down for 5 proceeding till they call me up. My mom was telling me a story about my grandma and how she also had an open heart cognitive proc ess. 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 outside.She had recently passed away from cancer. She said I reminded her of my grandma because she was a very strong woman. The nurse called my name and told me that the doctor was ready for me. I was getting close and closer to the operating room. At the same time, I was so focused on everything. I could stare at the plant that I was walking by for hours and hours. The more closer I got to the operating room, the more scared and freaked out I was getting. my lips were so dry because the hospital told me I wasnt say to eat anything. I felt choked up. I could hear a baby crying after the mother giving birth.That made me smile. To think of God takes life but brings another life to the world. Thats just the way life is. I got to the operating room and changed into the hospital gown. I always hated the hospital gowns. There were closed 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 even noticed and gave me nearly 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 assurance in God and knew he wouldnt let me down.The nurse told me she can see me as being a nurse because I whap to help people. The medication didnt seem to work so intumesce especially when youre almost going to have an open heart surgery. I couldnt believe this was actually happening to me again. It felt like a dream, I dream that I wanted to just combust up from so badly. I started to imagine myself sitting home notice TV like a normal teenage girl with aught to worry about but homework and drama. I knew I had no way out of this though. Its now or never, I thought to myself. My father held my hand and said, come on sweetie, you can do this.I kissed my parents good bye and couldnt help but cry. I started to think to myself that this may 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 keep in line smile I had on. My anesthesiologist gave me some medicine and told me to count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, thus I was gone. The next thing you know 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 blurry but I can still see a little. I had survived. I survived an open heart surgery for the succor time. After that moment, I knew that I was going to pry every trice 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 w orld. I appreciate my family and friends even more because I dont know where I would be without them.