
Rheumatic fever played a big role in my family narrative, not only because of my mother’s hospitalization, but also because my grandfather suffered with it as a child. He had numerous heart attacks throughout his life, ultimately dying of one in his sixties. Because rheumatic fever left his heart very damaged, as a young man, he was advised not to marry, not to risk having children, not to take on a big career. But my grandfather didn’t listen. He married my grandmother, and together they had eleven children. My grandfather went to medical school and developed a thriving internal medicine practice, taking call late at night and working long hours. He was a strong man with a very weak heart. My story is dedicated to him and to all the children like Camille who lost their lives to rheumatic fever.
Note: This story has been selected to appear in the 2019 Best Small Fictions anthology.