When I was born, apparently something was wrong with one of my kidneys. Later when I was 4 I was told I had to have surgery for it. I was really nervous. I remember being in the hospital for probably a week. The first night I slept there, my mom slept in the same room as me on a booth chair. It was really dark. They had a lot of wires strapped on me to keep track of my health. Most of the wires were strapped to my arms and wrists. Slowly overtime, my arms started to itch. I scratched it seamlessly for a bit. Although by the morning, I found out apparently I did more than just scratch it. Some of wires were all messed up and I didn’t have most of them on me anymore; I think I bled a bit too! But all was well and I don’t remember getting in much trouble, I didn’t know any better anyway. I was only 4 after all.
Within a few days of laying
on a bed, it was already time for the surgery. I remember nothing of that day
other than when the operation was over. I remember waking up being dizzy and
finding it hard to walk. Later I recovered and was able to walk fine. When I looked
at my belly I saw stitches around my belly button. I thought it made it look
like a sun, with stitches being the light. Those stitches are still there to
this day, and will be there forever. Later on the way home my family told me
when they gave me the medicine to put me asleep, I was acting very loopy. So
loopy I was talking to the little animals on my bed sheet! I remember
absolutely none of this.
Having surgery was one of the
biggest things to happen to me in my life. To this day, my mom doesn’t want me
playing any dangerous sports to potentially break my remaining kidney. That
means no football, wrestling, or hockey. That’s okay with me though, I never
really cared for those sports that much anyway. While the whole experience of surgery was very
blurry, I’m going to remember it forever. It’s had a huge impact on my
life.
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