It was a Monday morning the summer after freshman year, (still dark outside. )
            
 My mom, dad, and step-dad, and I were in the car all anxious about what was to
            
 come.  My mother had lost weight, my dad holding my hand and the car was silent. 
            
 I had no idea what to think-all I knew was there was no way out of this.
            
 	Before I knew it, I was in a room with my family and close friends.  Everyone
            
 was quiet, all waiting for the moment when the nurse would come in and take me
            
 away.  Everybody watched as Nurse Jess came in and led me out.  My parents
            
 followed me as I lay in the stretcher until we got to the point where we had to
            
 separate.  My father let go of my hand, and we were gone. ??
            
 	My  first heart operation happened when I was three months old.  (at the time I
            
 weighed less than I had when I was born, and had been diagnosed with micro valve
            
 leakage)  I had spent three weeks in an incubator, and the chance for living
            
 (survival) was slim to none.  After my successful surgery, I was chosen as the
            
 miracle child for Egleston Hospital.
            
 	As time passed, I grew up as any normal child would, and did everything kids
            
 liked to do.  I was set with no limitations and (was able to run free.)  I never
            
 really thought about my heart surgery  until it was time for my annual(18 month)
            
 check up with my cardiologist.  (frame?)  But then, in March of 2002 I went in
            
 for my check up, and was completely caught off guard with the news from my
            
 cardiologist.  He told my mother and I my echo was not normal and I was going to
            
 have another surgery, and it needed to be within for months.
            
 	(For the next 3 months)  From this day on until I had my surgery I tried to
            
 operate normally, but it seemed impossible.  I was filled with fear and so was
            
 every loved one around me.  Before I knew it I was being wheeled into my
            
 hospital waiting room with no way out and no idea what would happen (what to
            
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