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Personal Narrative: The Pediatric Waiting Room At St. Cloud Hospital

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As I was sitting in the pediatric waiting room in the St. Cloud hospital, I could not have been more terrified. I was a little frustrated that I was the pediatric side of the hospital because the room was filled with children with about 4 other teenagers, at most. I would scan the room just trying to figure out if any of them had the same problem as me, or how bad of conditions that these children could have. It had only taken about thirty minutes for them to call my name, even though there were others that had been waiting much longer than I had. Which looking back it had made sense that none of those other children were going through what I was. As a child growing up, I was always super anxious. It was something that I just dealt with on

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