Personal Narrative Analysis

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Alright, so now we are ready to try again! I started a new job, (less travel and more money) and we now have our fertility issues under control. I had a laproscopic surgery which discovered that I have an advanced stage of endometriosis. I also had an under active thyroid and low levels of progesterone. A week before my husband falls off a roof, my eggs are released and we made our "deposit". We are so excited and optimistic. And then I got the call. Hubby fell off a restaurant roof, about 12 ft, and was being transported to the hospital via ambulance. All I knew at this point was that he couldn't move his legs. The ride to the hospital was surreal. I was calm but overwhelmingly worried. He had broken most of the bones from his legs down,

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