Surprises come when we least expect it. They are revelations that come in many shapes and sizes. Whether it is from loved ones for a momentous celebration to fate for a rendezvous with death they can really change your perspective in life. Surprises are like gifts, gifts of enlightenment and appreciation. Even though we may like them or not, we are caught with our guards down, eyes wide open, and a coming of better intellect for life ahead.
             My first rendezvous with death could probably be stated when I was barely five months. As a baby I was terribly sick. I wouldn't eat, and when I did I would drink milk that would only regurgitate back. Barely anything came full circle into my baby doll sized diapers. One day I was actually so sick my mother said I had stopped breathing and they had to rush me to the hospital and have immediate surgery or I wouldn't have survived. When I had heard this story I was already grateful towards life despite the fact that I had no recollection of the incident; considering my age. As time went by I had seemed to live a normal life, I still became sicker than the average kid and my mom even had to bribe me to eat. But other than that, I could still go do the
             things any normal kid can. My mother's overprotective nature seemed to have simmered down and as I grew older my immune system seemed to have been growing stronger as well. Little did I know, my 'rendezvous' would be dropping by again.
             Everything began when I was at some friends' house and suddenly I felt a severe headache and I felt sick. I put my hands on my head, but pain was unbearable. I started falling to the floor saying "My head", "My head". From there on, it was darkness. I was in coma and they brought me to Emergency in the hospital in a helicopter. Vital signs were very weak and they did not know what to do or they were not sure about performing surgery on me. I don't know. At la...