Personal Narrative-Sacrifice Or Insane?

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Being sacred is one of the things that I would not like to be in for a long time. Why because being scared is one of the things that no human bean should every have to go throw? My first time being really scared was the time that I had to go get my blood drawn for genetic testing. My whole family had to go through this genetic testing that soon or later would develop thyroid cancer. This has been the only time in my lifetime that I have been really scared and did not know what to do or what to say. At the time I was only 17 and was just a teenager that was scary for me to go through. But the good thing was that out of my brothers and my sister I was the only one that had this gene. This gene has taken over so many families not only here in …show more content…
They put the iv and everything that they need and put me in a robe and was set to go into the surgery. Laying there not knowing if I would wake up or not tears coming down my face. My mom and my girlfriend came in and I got to hug and talk to my mom and my girlfriend. Then the nurse came in with a relaxed once she put that into my iv I was on something else, hugging and not letting my girlfriend go I was off with tears down my face and I was off to get my surgery done. My surgery lasted about 2.5 hours. After all that was done, they put me in this room people screaming and people calling out other people names I didn’t know where I was. Once I open my eyes there was a nurse giving me ice and slapping me telling me to wake up. When I opened my eyes once again she was over my face like almost kissing me tell me to wake up and giving me ice and water on my lips. After that, they put on an elevator and I was off to my room. Going into my room seeing my family there was heartwarming but once I was slowly coming back from the anesthesia I call for my girlfriend my mom went up to me and told me she had to go pick up her brothers after that like five minutes later she came in and I was so happy our 1 year and 3 months being together were written on a whiteboard right in front of me. That made me so happy and having here by my side helping me out with everything was

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