My name is Stephanie and I am a cardiac girl. From a very young age I had suffered from heart problems, and my mother always feared that something catastrophic would occur. Despite her worries, I was able to live a normal life until the age of 16. That is when my heart began to fail and no matter how much I tried to take care of it, I could not stop the downward spiral.
I was admitted to the hospital, with a prognosis that was not promising. I was in pain, and scared out of my mind. What was going to happen to me? My doctors tried to be encouraging, but I could sense the uncertainty in their voices. I wanted so desperately to believe that everything would be okay.
Unfortunately, my condition worsened, and the treatments that were prescribed to me were not effective. My family was devastated and I could see the pain in my mother’s eyes. Despite all of the advances in medicine, I was still losing the battle against this relentless disease.
My final moments were heartbreaking and I could feel the life slipping away moment by moment. I could sense my family’s agony and feel some of the pain in their hearts. As my eyes closed for the last time, I could hear them crying and screaming for me to stay. But, in the end, the cardiac girl that I was, was no more.
My story is a heartbreaking one, filled with emotion and loss. I hope that my experiences can help to raise awareness and provide understanding to families that are going through similar circumstances. My legacy is one of courage and strength, but ultimately of tragic heartbreak.