Read the given summary of events, and write a longer story which covers everything described in the summary. The story you write should be longer than the summary you read, but should not repeat itself. The story should be made up of sentences which form a cohesive and logical sequence of events, and should be long enough to fill two or more paragraphs. Do not omit any details which were given by the summary. Make the story such that the summary is an accurate characterization of the paragraphs you write. Adding extra details in your story which are not mentioned in the summary is okay as long as they don't contradict anything in the summary.

Q: I wrote about how I lost everything in my life and wondered around lost and hopeless for years. Just when I was ready to give up, life showed me just how quickly things can turn around and, thankfully, for the good this time! Never give up!

A: Dear Diary,After going through the longest 4 years of my life and constantly feeling like it was never going to get any better, things are finally starting to look up! Since I lost my home, the best paying job I have ever had, all of my material items, my family, several friends, my kids temporarily and any thing else I could lose, I found I was starting to lose my self-confidence, my faith and even myself. I lost everything I cared about, was mentally and physically abused, heart-broken, homeless, hungry and lost. This continued on for years with little to no change or progress, no matter what I did or how hard I tried. Feeling the most lonely, sad. tired and hopeless I have ever felt in life, I started to give up. About a month ago, however, I was shown just how fast life can turn around. I woke up one day that was looking to be just as empty and hopeless as every other day, oh how life is full of surprises! I was randomly blessed with a home after being homeless for years. Someone payed to first few months bills for me, got me moved in and helped me see a light at the end of the tunnel. My kids will be back home with me soon and I am starting to find myself again! Never give up! It's never too late! And do not ever forget that life can change in a blink of an eye. Keep pushing!
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Q: I went into labor over 72 hours before I had my son. I was in extreme pain. I was finally admitted into the hospital, where I eventually had an emergency C-section, and had my beautiful boy.

A: As I sit here watching my beautiful newborn son sleep, I'm finally able to reflect on his birth story. What a story! I really wanted to have a natural birth - it was written down on my birth plan and everything. When contractions started at home, they were very sporadic. Over the next 72 hours, I labored slowly at home, practicing every pain management technique I had researched (the bathtub worked best for me). Towards the third day, the pain was intense and the doctor recommended I check into the hospital. As I settled in, the nurses recommended I get an epidural to help manage the pain. As I waited on the epidural, they suddenly ordered an ultrasound. It scared me a little. Was something wrong? Everything looked fine on the screen, to me. When the doctor came in, he gave me the news. My baby had turned from head down to transverse and there wasn't time to try to turn him. The baby monitor showed signs of distress. I had no choice but to have an emergency c-section. They put me to sleep and when I woke up, my husband told me our son was beautiful. I couldn't wait to hold him! It was all worth it when my sweet baby boy was placed in my arms and I was finally able to gaze into his chubby little face. I love him so much!
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Q: I quit my job two weeks ago and put my family in financial stress. I quit my job because I almost killed someone by mistake.

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I quit my job two months ago now, after being so short-staffed and overworked that serious safety issues began to happen. Even though safety issues began to happen more and more, our supervisor simply kept piling on more work. Her boss told her it wasn't important and we could skip doing it, but my supervisor wanted to impress everyone and be "number 1" so she ignored all advice. Whispers began behind her back, the other pharmacists began to worry about their licenses but the pressure just kept mounting. I found the wrong pills in a bottle on the shelf and my supervisor got mad at me, even though I had not filled from that bottle at all that week. Nothing was ever mentioned again and I began to lie awake at 3 in the morning wondering if the wrong medication had gone out unnoticed before or since. This income was so important to my family, the job was so important to my self-worth but I knew if anything happened I would be liable no matter who was truly at fault. My job had been toxic to begin with, my supervisor was abusive and infamous in our company for being a nasty person. My coworkers trained me by yelling at me and then arguing and ranting with each other in Spanish about me. But I persisted, I did not want to let them win. Every morning I hoped I would get in a car wreck serious enough that I could not work for the foreseeable future. I snapped at my husband, I snapped at my child. Every moment not spent at work was filled with crushing dread that I would have to go back in a few hours. My marriage suffered greatly, my self-esteem was trashed. Yet still I kept on. But that one little tablet of Tramadol was enough to snap me out of it. I was terrified, someone with over a decade of experience had mistakenly put a controlled substance into a bottle of blood pressure medication. And no one caught it. The counts of the controlled medication done every day weren't off? That seemed odd to me, every tablet of those is so tightly accounted for that someone either counted wrong or they noticed but didn't have time to deal with the paperwork so they brushed it aside. How many times had it happened before? Why was I being blamed? These questions ate at me and ate at me until I realized I was killing myself for a job that would throw me under the bus even knowing criminal charges could be brought against me when I didn't do anything wrong. So I quit even though now we are relying on food banks and credit to make do.
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