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When I was two years old I underwent a series of operations to repair a cleft pallet that I was born with. I can't recall which surgery it was but my first memory is of a hospital room. I recall waking up with a plastic cocoon around my head to ward off infection. I remember that I could hear my own breathing and I remember that there was nobody in the room with me. One of my parents or family members were typically always there but they had gone off to get a cup of coffee or something like that. I remember being frightened of the dark room, the cold floors etc. That's my first memory. I really like to have people around me, almost always. I am an extremely social person and I think this experience may have a little bit to do with that.