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Personal Narrative: Surgery Day
Surgery Day The moment I woke up from my surgery I remember my surgeon say that "everything thing went well, that the gallbladder came out fine with no complications." She must have turned to my mom because she had said that she wanted me to stay overnight to monitor me, crazy thing was is that I was a actually still pretty drugged up, the room was a little fuzzy my mouth had a weird dry nasty taste inside of it that I really can't put my tongue to, they wouldn't even give me water right away As I looked down i wasn't in the baggy tan robe gown any more that they had given me when i had first arrived at devos children's hospital. I looked down at my stomach i had three little cuts along my side covered in little butterfly stitches and
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