

But I love that scar, it's right in the middle of my bicep, so I see it and think how strong I've become since I got it. I got it in the ICU at Massachusetts General Hospital - it was one of the lowest parts of my life for sure, and I was very weak. Basically, it goes from your arm to your heart to give you nutrients, medications, and take blood from. It's from when I was in the hospital senior year - as a result of a PICC line (peripherally inserted central catheter ). My last scar story isn't too wild, but I have a tiny, tiny scar on my arm. "I grabbed a hot tail pipe as a child because it was shiny- I got second degree burns on my hands." - Shane N. Over the years, I've told the story so many times that it's become convincing enough to fool just about anyone." - Anthony V. They look like bite marks, so I used to tell people I was bitten by a shark. My little brother grew up to be a firefighter, still saving people from burning! The result: 3rd degree burns, two large ovals on my calf that perfectly reflected the exhaust shield. I yelled, I cried, I blacked out, I awoke…to see my younger brother ride down a hill to me, he jumped off his bike while it was still moving, and he pulled the bike off of me, using all of his 6th grade 80 lbs! My dad, who was riding ahead, estimated it was 10 minutes or so. As I was in the mud, I couldn’t get any traction to lift the bike.

I calmly turned the engine off, then turned to panic as I felt the burning on my leg. My Suzuki landed on top of my leg, I was pinned on my back like a turtle. "While riding my dirt bike in 8th grade, I slid out in the mud. I was only three when it happened." - Kate G. "I was at the first fireworks that I remember, and a falling firework ash fell into my Wellington boot and burned me. Now I have a nice big scar in the middle of my shin" - Katie O. Her mom only had one rule for this birthday weekend: no flip flops. "For Dana’s birthday every year we went to walk the rock coast in Rockport MA. (Yes, I do have a huge scar from that lovely day.) Your elbow was bleeding the whole day." - Alexandra N.
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"I don't have too many of my own, but Dana I sure as hell remember watching you somersault down the cement bowl of the skate park when I was trying to teach you how to roller blade. I had a bald spot for five years." - Molly K. "So I'm four years old and laying on the ground in my brother’s room while he is vacuuming. shark attack, stabbed, car accident), because I get a kick out of it, and who cares anyway?" - Ashley J. So sometimes when people ask me what happened I like to make up stories (i.e. It's still pretty big, but I used to be very self-conscious about it. A few years later, I watched them cut out the entire scar to fix the damage, which left me with a new one. The scar didn't heal right, so it was much bigger than they expected.

A surgery intern was the one who closed the incision, and they didn't do a very good job. "I had a calcium buildup on my arm, and decided to have removal surgery to get rid of the pain, knowing there would be a huge scar after. So now I have a nice scar in the middle of my chest." - Brittany M. So I had to get open heart surgery to fix the hole or else I would have died before 18 years old- my doctor said my heart and hole was the largest he'd ever seen. Come to find out I had a hole in my heart where 90 percent of the wall between my upper chambers were gone mixing the oxygenated and deoxygenated blood causing my heart to work harder and enlarge ten times its normal size. "When I was a freshman in high school I was at soccer practice and passed out mid warm up run. Their judgments and criticisms stayed with me all through middle school. My parents ignored it and told me to focus on becoming a doctor, expressing that becoming an astronaut is a childish dream and I won't be able to do anything with my life. What if they think this is odd or weird? What if people wouldn't believe in me? What if I begin to think I don't belong in space? When I finally gained enough courage to tell my friends, they laughed it off thinking that I was joking. When I did begin to tell people about my dream, I felt afraid as if I were stuck in a horror movie. Women don't become astronauts it's not a field that they thrive in. While reading this, I realized why voicing my desire to become an astronaut had never happened. While reading about Scott Kelly and the International Space Station, the light bulb turned on: I knew nothing about the space program, so I typed into the Google search bar "women in space." What I found was that there have been 58 women out of 536 astronauts in space.
