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Being a 24 year old doctor raising an 8 year old is hard work, especially when her 
father isn't around, but she's a total sweet heart, so it's just filled with so much 
pleasure and joy. Hi I'm Gabby Mendez. I'm a Latina doctor in the suburbs of 
Southern California (around Santa Barbara). I have an 8 year old (going on 9) 
daughter named Paz. She was born when I was 15 on March 19,1975. She's the 
light of my life! I have been married for two years to Robert Rodrigues and I have 
a step daughter named Tinashe. Here's the background to my past. I used to 
date world phenomenon, Michael Jackson, in high school. We were two teens in 
love. We loved each other so much to the point to where we lost our virgenities to 
each other. About 2 months later, I found out I was pregnant. My parents were so 
mad, they made me live with my aunt in Calabasas. I never got to tell Michael 
that I was pregnant with his child, leaving him to wonder around without knowing 
that there is a little female version of him walking around. It's kind of sad when I 
think about it but then I start thinking about my beautiful daughter's smile.

Today's just a normal day at the hospital. I'm waiting for my daughter by the front 
entrance. I love having her with me at my job. She goes around trying to make 
the patients feel better about whatever condition that they have. She's such a 
sweetie...Just like her dad.
I finally seen her running in with my co-worker (Angie)'s son, Daryll. It's a cute 
scene.
Paz: Mommy!
Me: Hi sweetheart!
I kissed her on her forehead 
Me: I missed you hija (Spanish for daughter)
Paz: Mommy?
Me: Yes...
Paz: Can I ask you something?
Me: Sure
Paz: Why did you name me Paz?
Me: Because its Spanish for "Peace"
Paz:Oh...Can I ask you something else?
Me: (giggles) Sure
Paz: Where is my dad?
Me: Ummm...He's um-
Angie: Gabby...We need you back here
Me: Okay. Vuelvo (I'll be back)
Paz: Okay mommy. Good luck with your patient. I'm gonna go play with Daryll.
Me: Okay...You two be careful.

I was walking down the hallway, finally catching up with Angie.

Me: What happened to this one?
Angie: Pyrotechnics set the poor guy's hair on fire...causing second and third 
degree burns on his scalp.
Me: Aww...Poor fellah!
I walked in front if the patient's room, having Nancy (co-worker) pop out of the 
room.
Me: What's goin on?
Nancy: He needs surgery but not now. We need you to set up the IV and wait for 
his board to come in.
Me: Got Cha!
I finally walked into the room. There were about five other nurses scattering 
around the room like roaches. I ignored them and went by the machines and 
started turning them on. Then I realized that they all left, leaving me alone with 
the patient. I started to attach the equipment together and got the IV ready, until 
Angie brought in the clipboard.
Me: What does it say?
Angie: You are one lucky doctor...
Me: Why?
She just walked out without saying anything. That was weird. I looked at the 
clipboard with a terrified yet confused face.
Patient: Nurse?
He had the cover over his face. I was scared to even call out his name... Knowing 
that if he saw me, he might be mad at me, but my job comes before my personal 
life in the work place.
Me: Mr. Jackson?
He took the cover off from over his head and just stared at me.
Michael: Gabby?

TBC

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