Personal Narrative Essay: The Painful Experience Of Surgery

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Ever since I was little, I hated going through the painful and frightening experience of a surgery. Through all my surgeries, I had always been as brave as a knight, fighting through them as if they were fierce dragons blowing their fiery breath at me while I fiercely swung my sword at them. But one thing that was different was that “actual” knights didn’t have to fight surgery as often as I did. Even if I had already gone through multiple surgeries, I would always still be scared to go through another one again. I was always scared of the feeling of a shot going through my skin and did not like the aroma of medicine and sanitizer in a hospital environment. After conquering eight whole “frightening” surgeries, I decided to change my way of …show more content…
So far, you could only see that day with a very powerful telescope. But no, I had to face reality that today was my surgery. Thinking about getting surgery and waking up realizing that I couldn’t do the things I normally did made me both scared and sad. I know that I have been through this many times, but I was always still scared no matter how many times I have been through this. My mom had made me a special breakfast, pumpkin pancakes topped with little blue spots of blueberries along with a heart-shaped egg. I savored the mouthwatering aroma of pumpkin combined with a lingering vanilla as it didn’t change how scared I was about the surgery, but it made me try to believe in myself that I was able to get through it. Well, all until my dad had told me, my 7-year old sister Isabella, my 3-year old brother Diego, and my mom to get into the car an hour later. As I got into the car, I knew I was accepting to take a risky challenge, one that I will forever remember in my life. As I heard the car engine roar, I started to get butterflies in my stomach. I wanted to get out of the car and …show more content…
I will not let you down.” As the doctor took me into another hallway, I looked back, my mom’s face red, and I quickly said, “Mom, I’ll be fine” and smiled. When they took me into the surgery room, the room smelled like dreadful medicine. I got off the wheelchair and as I got used to the smell of the room, I looked around. It wasn't as scary as I thought. What really made me nervous was when they asked me to lay down in the bed. A few seconds later, I saw them connecting a small object with a tube connected to a liquid-filled bag which was the anesthesia, the medicine that would make me fall asleep. Without my mom there, I was so scared. But I decided to confront this once and for all. They told me to put my hand out, so I started to slowly breathe in, and then out. I squeezed my eyes and felt a hard pinch on top of my hand, which lasted a few seconds, until it completely stopped hurting. I opened my eyes and saw a tube clinging on to my skin, which freaked me out a little. I had been relieved that I had gotten through the shot, but then I felt something

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