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Personal Narrative-It's To Blame For Dinner?

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I had been getting ready for this meet for most of the summer. I had to stay over at my friend Sami’s house the night before because my mom couldn’t take me. I had gotten an EKG earlier that week and they had cleared me to swim. I had been having troubles breathing recently and had been getting heartburn anytime I did any strenuous activity. My mom wanted me to get X-Rays and an EKG just to make sure there wasn’t anything wrong with my heart. We were waiting for results, but they told me I could swim at the Quincy meet. Sami and her sister Ella made a bed for me out of tons of blankets on their carpeted floor, and it turned out to be quite comfortable. We woke up the next morning and packed Sami’s mom’s, Tina’s, car. We had packed a bag of things to do …show more content…

Right before we all loaded up into the car Tina got a phone call. Sami and I were sitting in the car and laughing about some joke, but Tina kept looking at me like something was wrong. She walked over to the car and handed me the phone. She said it was my mom. After i took the phone she went to the back of the van and got my pink speedo bag out. My mom told me that the doctor had called and said they found an irregularity in my EKG results, and that they would advise me not to swim. She told me that they ad called the night before but she had wanted to talk it over with my dad before they made the decision over whether or not to let me swim. They decided no because they didn’t want me to have a heart attack or something while I was swimming because they would be two hours away. I was in complete shock. I wanted to go to quincy. My stupid heart shouldn’t keep me from doing something I love, but it did. My mom told me she was almost to Sami’s house and told me to be ready so they wouldn’t be late to the swim meet.

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