I Wasn't Born Without A Heart Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry my love, once I put together the money for the surgery and it’s successfully done, I’ll personally make you the biggest platter of perfectly crispy chicken with its skin left on too, okay?” Nathan nods happily, finishing the piece and reaching for another piece. She’s short on funds but to see that happy, toothy and wide smile on her poor boy’s face, she’s willing to spend to her last dime. He’d been born seven years before with a congenital heart disease, upon a shit ton of visits and repeated visits to the hospital, she’d come to accept that her perfect little boy has Cardiomyopathy, and it is incurable, save for a transplant.

She tried to sit up. “Understandable.” I grabbed her hand. “Why are you here” “Well I was sorta grabbed off the side of the road.” “Oh.” “Yeah, so your gonna survive this right?” “Of course. I’m the miracle child” “Uhm what?” “The newspapers called me that. When I was a baby I had a heart condition called ventricular fibrillation. My case was pretty bad so my parents got the best doctor in town to help me. But he said that I wouldn’t last a week. But here I am and Dr. Pantelli was wrong for the first time in his career. Newspapers got word of it you know how quickly word travels in Foxburg.”

When her child came up, Jasmine scoffed, "Don't get me started. My kid's dad died before he was even born, and the little guy's just a pain. Just looking at him stresses me out." "Tell me about it. The doctor just found out he's got a heart condition, and almost died of hypothermia a bit ago." Derick said under his breath, "That doctor's a miracle worker, bringing him back from the brink." Derick's words sent a chill down my spine. Both Jasmine's kid and mine had congenital heart disease. In my previous life, Jasmine's kid got through it with some pricey surgery. My baby, though, caught a bad cold early on and did not make it because of complications.

and my mouth dropped open. I said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't know." I tightly hug her. My mom is the best. I don't want her to be upset. I quickly pause when mum starts talking, "Your twin has a weak heart. Since she was born, the doctor has already said so."

Reaching in, she found the small bottle and took it out. "It's one, right?" she asked according to her memory. "Yes." Jayden had already parked the car by the side of the road and picked up the cup of water that was placed on the control panel. Elizabeth handed a pill to him and watched him take it. After he took the pill and rested for a while, Elizabeth asked carefully, "Your heart isn't well, is it?" "It's congenital, unable to treat." A bitter smile appeared on Jayden's face for a moment. "I didn't scare you just now, did I?"

I asked softly, my voice filled with concern, he seemed to have something bothering him. “Lila, there’s something I need to tell you,” He started, his voice shaking slightly, betraying the calm demeanor he tried to maintain. "What's going on?" I said almost afraid of the answer. What if he had changed his mind about marrying me. “Lila, just like your son Kyle, I was born with a heart defect,” he said, the words hanging in the air between us like a heavy cloud. “A congenital condition. I was born with a hole in my heart, and for the longest time, I didn’t even know how serious it was. I was just a kid, and I never understood why I couldn’t keep up with the other kids. Why I was always so tire

We stepped outside, and he took a deep breath. "The baby is in critical condition, alpha. He was born with a hole in his heart. It is a side effect of those medications Miss Barnes took while inducing symptoms. At this point, we do not know what to do. We are trying to keep him alive by all means." he said, and I was stunned. What the hell had just happened? Whether the baby was mine or not, this was terrible news. Just then, my father arrived at the ward.

I've never met him, and I have no idea where you even found him. "Medical treatment?" Karl frowned. "You were sick? What kind of treatment did you need abroad?" "Doctors told me I was born with a heart defect. There's no cure, but long-term care can help keep it under control." Emma went still at my words. She squeezed my hand and sighed. "Oh, my poor child. The doctors diagnosed you with an inherited congenital heart defect right after you were born." Shirley hadn't expected this. The heart she'd swapped into my body in place of hers had backfired. Now it only proved that I was a Zeller.

I'll do whatever you want. "Just let her and the baby go. I don't want my sins to be any heavier than they already are." I let out a bitter laugh and nodded. "When Nora and I begged you back then, and when she was so happy just to see you, did you ever think of letting her go?" "She was born with congenital heart disease without a cure," Lionel protested. "I couldn't bear to watch her suffer anymore. She'd eventually have another attack, even without my intervention.

Who spoke calmly and explained things in words Ralph barely understood, but with kindness that needed no translation. “A congenital heart defect,” the lead doctor had explained. “The kind we see often in children born at high altitudes. In the old world, it was fatal. Here in Aeternum? We can fix it.” Ralph had stared. “Fix… his heart?” “A transplant. We have access to synthetic cardiac tissue grown in our labs. The surgery is intensive, but we’ve done it many times. Your son will recover—and he will live.” The miner had tried to speak, but only a choked sob came out. The nurse beside him had placed a hand on his shoulder.