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My life be like….

I am what i am. Struggling might be the right word for this, im not too sure.

Cardiatc patcient is more of what i was leaning toward. It started a couple months before my sweet sixteen party. it started out small and not serious. with heart popitations and getting out of breathe easily. Months went by and really nothing happened. My appointment with my cardiologist (what 16 year old doesnt have one?) provd that it was not going away on its own liked we had hoped, and heart montiors every couple months showed that i was having rapid, irregular heartbeats at usual times likesitting down or in bed late at night. A month after my sixteenth party my doctor put me on Atenol (i spelt that wrong sorry). Basicaslly is pills that older people are on because they have what i had around 80 or so years of age. Well these pills made my summer a living nightmare. I had TERRIBLE acne and i mean terrible, as in i went from clear face one month to zits everywhere as if i had stop cleaning my face and smeared grease all over it everyday, it was awful. I gained 30+ pounds in a matter of 3 months no matter how well i ate or excercised, i was always exhausted. Like if i had run 2 marathons back to back and got an hour of sleep, even if i slept 10+ hours a night, getting up in the morning was a battle in itself.

This was my routine until late June 2009, when i was at Central Park excercising with my mom, one morning, we decided to race up that short, small hill. I had won and waited for my mom to catch up and was trying to catch my breath, but i could not and my mom freaked out. I proceed to throw up uncontrolably. She dialed 9-1-1,and someone flagged a cop car over for help. I was fine after until i saw the heart montior screen the rescue hooked me up to. Still an irregular heartbeat, even with this medication.

We called the doctor and to tell her what happened but she was out on vacation for a week. when she came back from vacation I went to see her and she gave me two options. Up the dose of the useless medicine or have heart surgery, my fathe rhad said no before, but this was my heart and my decision. I chose the surgery.

My mom research surgeons and chose the right one looking back on it. 2 weeks later we recieved a call with my surgery date and time. August 7th 2009, end of the summer and two weeks before my Junior year was to start. The rest of June passed without too much excitement and July wasnt too crazy either, until the 3rd wek where we went on a family vacation to sanibel with my grandmother to tell her news of my heart surgery.

Two weeks from that vacation, and its the night before my surgey, not really nervous more like anxious for it to be done and over with and to work and help me get better. We had a family dinner at Japan Inn, and the next moring i was up early and off to Jackson/UM hospital in Miami for my heart surgery. I was shedualed for 9 am but the person in front of my cancelled so it was just me and my wrecked nerves. After all the test and blood work and hook ups for I.Vs, i was given medicine to knock me out and 5 hours later i was out and okay. I stayed over night with my mom for observation and then next morning went home. i showered, ate and rested. I was only a little sore from the injection spots for a few days but other than that perfectly fine.

Three years later, im okay only had one issue which turned out to be nothing. Im back to running and hitting the gym and going to school and work, and take everyday as a blessings and a day to make it better than the last. I have good and bad days but the good outweight the bad by far. I might even join my city`s volunteer fire department soon as well.

The doctor said i probably need the surgery again when im about 30 or so but its still a maybe, hopefully i dont and will continue to be healthy.