Narrative About Failure

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Failure is defined to be a lack of success or the omission of expected or required action. The definition only touches the basis of failure. Emotional, physical, and mental tolls also factor in within the words failure, but like failure, you can not see it with the naked eye. Ever since I was a child, I dreamt of the day I would be able to call myself a mother. I can remember as a toddler prancing around the house holding as many baby dolls my arms would allow. The fact that I was the oldest of two sisters and a brother made me thrilled because I got to learn first hand what it takes to care for an infant, preparing me for when I would have a baby of my own. This vision, this hope, this dream of mine would soon be put to a halt after April …show more content…
I had been having terrible sharp pains in my abdominal area all day so I decided to take a ride to Christ Hospital to get looked at. After many ultrasounds, I was told that the pregnancy was in the process of being “flushed out” since my HCG levels were very low and they didn’t see anything in my uterus anymore. I cried. I cursed God for doing this to me. I felt humiliated for telling my parents so soon. An avalanche of emotions over came me to the point of not wanting to speak to anyone for a good couple of weeks. Even months after, I felt very lost. It’s an unexplainable feeling and event to go through that I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Even till this day looking back and trying to remember certain things are hard because I was so depressed for a while, after that I kind of just turned myself off. I was a walking zombie, just going through the motion. Things got easier as time went on. I began to heal and it felt good to be happy …show more content…
I made my way to the bathroom when I collapsed. I was shaking uncontrollably almost like a seizure. The paramedics were called and I was rushed back to the hospital. From the moment I entered the hospital nurses began ripping my clothes off and hooking me up to machines. I heard a nurse say, she 's erupted and her pelvic area is filling with blood as she was looking at the ultra sound machine screen hooked up to me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. There was no other option, I would be rushed into emergency surgery. Dr. Torres showed up ready to perform the surgery and said she would perform a larcoscopy, which means she would make a small incision in my belly button and use a robot to remove the tube. Before I knew it I was waking up from the surgery and I felt like I had died and gone to Hell. The pain was unbearable. The nurse quickly rushed to my bedside with the doctor and explain that the larcoscopy failed because there was so much scar tissue that she couldn’t maneuver the tools, the so they had to give me a c-section. She explained that my organs were mended together from endometriosis. Before this happened I had no idea I had this medical issue but I did and now I have to take in all this information and process

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