Chapter 2: The Move To Phoenix

I was in and out of doctor's offices and hospitals for the next 3 years of my life until I was 4 years old. I lived my life as normal as I could. I took dance, gymnastics, ballet, and my mom put me in beauty reviews. The only set back was when I got over exerted, my heart would beat irregular, my chest would hurt, I would have trouble breathing at times, and sometimes I would pass out. So, while doing dance, gymnastics and ballet, I had to take a break about every 30 minutes to give my heart time to slow down and then I could continue (what a pain in my butt).

When I turned 4 years old, I went to the doctor, there in Forks, for a routine check-up. The doctor discovered that the hole was growing at a faster rate than they had anticipated and they didn't expect me to live past the age of 16. The doctor gave my mom and dad the name of a heart specialist, the best in the world, in Phoenix, AZ. So, two days later we all were on a plane on our way to Phoenix to met Dr. McMahon.

Upon arriving at Dr. McMahon's office, my parents were a little apprehensive. They had been through this before and didn't want to get there hopes up. When Dr. McMahon came in he said to them:

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Swan and Bella, I'm Dr. Jeff McMahon."

"Hello Dr. McMahon, pleased to meet you." My parents said.

"Hewwo, Dr. McMawon, pweased to meet you." I said.

"I have been going over Bella's tests results and films for the past couple of days. And I feel very confident that I will be able to repair the hole in her heart, although it is probably going to take a couple of years." He says to my parents.

They are ecstatic and ask, "How are you going to be able to do that? We have been told that it is not fixable."

Dr. McMahon replies, "I am going to do a series of graph surgeries to her heart. I am going to apply different muscle graphs to Bella's heart on both sides and that should cover the hole and correct the problem over time."

So, my parents bought a house there and we moved in that week. My dad, being chief of police back in Forks, was able to have his 2nd in command take over for him and watch over our house there in Forks. Things were rough at first, with all of the surgeries I was having. My mom homeschooled me at first and my dad got a temporary job with the police department there.

When I was 7 years old, 3 years after we moved to Phoenix, I had what was hopefully my last surgery. Dr. McMahon had repaired the hole in my heart.