Personal Narrative Essay

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My father had picked me up from a grueling day at Seoul American Elementary. He drove into the school bus parking lot with his green Volvo ’94 850 and honked the horn just enough to get my attention. I got up from the metallic bench located near the playground and got into the car. The car reeked of cigarettes and car deodorizer, but the sweet smell of the leather seats kept me from complaining. I sat there listening to my father complain about Korean cab drivers and their poor driving. It was not long until we pulled into the hospital parking lot. When I opened the car door, I felt the fall breeze brush through my hair and the scent of ginkgo seeds filled my nostrils.I was only six and just started the first grade when I came across an agonizing pain on my right hip. It was not an excruciating pain; it was just enough to bear. Oblivious of my wellbeing, I walked on it for months, supposing that I tore a muscle and that the pain would dissipate. The pain would come and go depending on my vim of the day. I'd walk with a subtle limp and would not carp about it at all. My flexibility of my right leg slowly diminished and the discomfort and agony would only grow, and yet, I still believed that it was not anything substantial. During these few months, I had caught a common cold. My history of seizures, as an infant, proved to be caused by unusual fevers initiated by common colds. Therefore my father took me to the 121st General Hospital for a usual check-up. I still distinctly remember that life-changing day.When we walked through the doors, the sterile smell of the hospital immediately hit me. For some odd reason, I am comforted by this scent, as if it is the “sweet smell” of being home. The long, narrow, and bright white halls gave me a sense of nostalgia. My father and I were greeted by almost all of the front-desk staff members, remembering me as the “seizure kid.” Mrs. Kim was not surprised to see me at the hospital once again, however, she was glad to see me since my last trip.I sat in the pediatrics’ waiting room playing with a color puzzle while watching a rerun of an episode of “Barney the Dinosaur.” I was not particularly interested in this “Barney” character and the puzzle gave me a headache. The room was filled with an awkward silence and felt surprisingly small. After about five minutes, a child, that looked about two years younger than I was, broke the silence. He demanded that his mother get him the puzzle that I was bluntly playing with. I kindly handed it over and now, I was more than just bored waiting for an unfamiliar voice of a pediatrician to call out my last name. Soon I could not sit still and began to walk around the boxed room looking at brochures on pregnancy and other medical facts I did not understand.When the pediatrician called my name, I jumped up with happiness, as if I had won the lottery, and startled the patients next to me. My father and I walked into Dr....

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