Who would have known that year would go back so fast it started off rocky to say the least and now look at where I am... As January came it was sure that I wouldn't see Physical and Occupational Therapy for a while. My heart just wasn't taking it, so it seemed that was off the table till there was a solution. Although we all knew what that was we didn't want to think about it, surgery. Once the time came the doctors told my mom she'll be out in one hour that hour came and went, and I was still in surgery my cardio doctor was not taking no for an answer. My parents were updated on my status so they weren't to alarmed, but when he came out and said I was out and in recovery he explained to them that no matter their efforts my heart rate was never going to be normal at that alone was a problem. I was going to have to be a heart medication to help stabilize my heart rate, but it was almost never going to go lower then 80 beast per min. You might think that's norma
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