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It is a regular day for me. I wake up and start my normal morning routine. I hear my daughter getting ready for her work day. Due to COVID, I am able to work remotely. It is a blessing in disguise. While turning my computer on, I am met with my daughter kissing me goodbye. I enjoy these moments of endearment with her.

My day so far has been very productive. I look at the time and realized my daughter will be home soon. I closed my computer for the day and begin to cook dinner for the two of us. We ate and laugh during our dinner time. My first child and only daughter is everything to me. Every moment shared with her is a blessing.

I notice that she left and I automatically assume she decided it was time for alone time. This sometimes hurt my feelings because I feel as if she does not want to spend more time with me. Am I overthinking? I chose to relax and decompress from the day. All of a sudden, I hear my daughter yell out for me. I rush to her room to see what is going on — Boom. I see my baby on the floor. I am confused and I immediately call 911. The dispatcher is asking questions but I am trying my best to make sure my child is alive. My asthma starts to act up but I know that I have to be strong for both of us right now.

It felt like time flew by because I see red, blue, and white lights flashing through the window. I do not want to move my child because of causing further injuries. I place her head on a pillow and then ran to the front door to open it. The EMTs ran in……

Have you ever woke up feeling strange like your day is going to be off?… Well, I did not allow this negative thought to set the tone for my day.  I start my daily morning routine and head out the door for work but without saying goodbye to my mother first. After the morning rush, I finally arrive at my job. The office has a calm and relaxing feel to it. I retrieve my white jacket with my name embroidered into it. This is very weird because my work environment is usually overwhelming and chaotic. Is this my lucky day? I am not taking this blessing in disguise for granted. 

My shift has come to an end and I am ready to leave for the day. On my way home, I am met with all red lights. I start to become wary of this pattern. Meanwhile, I receive a phone from an unknown number with a Florida area code. The red light illuminates brighter this time. Hmmm… strange… I answer the phone and say hello. A man starts the conversation off by asking if I am okay. I recognize the voice immediately. It is my father whom I have not heard from in a while. This moment feels strange but I chose not to think too much about him calling me. Instead, I continue our conversation in the hope of rekindling our relationship. 

After my savory and scrumptious dinner, I decide to spend time with my mother. We laugh and talk until I chose to go decompress in my haven. A sharp pain electrifies my entire body. Is this bad gas? No, it can’t be because I feel dizzy and nauseous. Although I have a high pain tolerance, I knew something was wrong. My skin is clammy and extremely pale. As I call out to my mother, the room became white… 

Beep…

Beep…

Beep…

The eerie sound of tears hitting the translucent slab of crystals brought me back to reality. While opening my eyes for the first time, I am met with lasers from the ceiling and clear gloss-covered eyes. The owner of the eye belongs to my mother. The dull colors illuminate with the pungent smell of staleness. I am covered in a layer of snow. I cannot recall where I am. Can you help me?  

There goes that sound again – Beep – where is it coming from? As I am finally reentering my body, I feel as if I have returned from a trip in the desert. I try to speak but it is hard to make a sound. Instead, I point to the tall and attractive instrument filled with vitality in it. Some of my memories are coming back to me. A woman in a uniform comes into my room. She begins to ask me a series of questions like “How are you feeling?” and “On a scale from 1 to 10, how much pain are you in?” I answer the questions to the best of my ability. She informs me that this will be my new home for a few days. Did I just win an all-inclusive getaway to God’s fallen angel’s residence?

Finally, I have an epiphany about why I was in this strange place. I suffer from the infamous and common condition among women; Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. Have you ever heard of it? I have been struggling with this since I was 19 years old. I never put any thought into keeping track of it. Unfortunately, I am finally subjected to one of the results of this condition. The round ball on my ovary burst causing internal fulfillment of red stuff in my stomach cavity. My only option to resolve my unfortunate event was dissection with instruments of torture.

In my new home, I find an email stating that I have been terminated from my job. Due to being understaffed, my manager took the day of my dissection as a no-call no-show. A rush of hopelessness ran over me. How am I going to pay my bills now? My life is becoming a domino effect. I try my best to focus on recovery but I have fallen victim to negative thoughts and depression. I start speaking to my heavenly father. I decide to let go of my negative thoughts and allow him to guide me. The reason why I was in this predicament is because he has a bigger plan for me not because I did something wrong when I was younger.

On the following day, I receive a new job opportunity with Clark County’s School District. It is a year contract but the pay raise is three times higher than what I was earning at my previous job. I begin to cry tears of joy. I will be able to pay my bills and have extra money left over. The room became to glow. The woman in uniform enters my room and informs me that I will be able to leave tomorrow. Thank you again, heavenly father.