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Compartment Syndrome
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Everyone experiences drastic changes or problems in their lives, and the ones who can react and find solutions to them will most likely end up conquering them. For some, it can take a long time to adjust, while others can come out on top quicker. It was a normal feeling Friday when I woke up on January 26th, 2007, but little did I know this would be the biggest challenge that I have ever had to face. “Ring….ring…..ring,” the school bell rang deafeningly through the gymnasium. It was first period, and the first class on my agenda for the day was my personal favorite, “P.E.”, short for Physical Education. The class started out with our muscle-loosening stretches, and then moved on to one of my all-time favorite sports, basketball. The sparkling, brand new “Kobe Bryant 8’s” were a necessity for my feet in order to play. As I was tying the knots to begin, my best friend Ryan Decker glided swiftly into class with his “Heely’s”, which are shoes made with a wheel incorporated into the sole of the shoe. What did I do, when I first spotted them? I asked him if I could try them on and roll around the gymnasium, because the slick floor provides a perfect surface for rolling around on. As I was rolling around, a basketball rolled in between my feet. I stared at it, and thought about it for a couple seconds. I thought to myself, “How cool would it be to roll from one side to the other, then shoot a layup right into the basket?” Step by step, glide by glide, I was gaining speed. “BOOM!” Before I could even comprehend what happened, I glared down at a surging pain that vibrated through my whole body, mainly sourcing from my left ankle. My ankle was completely turned backwards. I frantically yelled out to my instructor, “MY ANKLE IS BROKEN!” As he sprinted over to the other side of the gymnasium where I was laying in agony, I could see an audience starting to gather. He informed me that the ambulance was on its way and that my mother had been notified. Five



Cited: Board, A.D.A.M. Editorial. Compartment Syndrome. U.S. National Library of Medicine, 18 Nov. 0000. Web. 09 Oct. 2012. . [->0] - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Compartment_(anatomy)

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