The wheels broke every branch it had gotten in contact with. Going 60 mph, no helmet, and my hair reaching my lower back flying through the air. All came to an abrupt stop by an old, reddish, rusted barbed wired fence cutting away at my neck.…
Some people think that the butterfly stroke looks like an easy swimming stroke with both arms coming out of the water at the same while gliding their body over the water, but they are wrong. It's actually one of the most difficult strokes. When my heat of swimmers was called for the event of the 50 yard butterfly, I stood behind the start block getting ready to swim butterfly and to do my best. The announcer then gave us the signal to get up on the starting block. Once everyone was on the block they said, “Take your mark”. As I got ready to get into the start position. I relaxed and slowly gripped the bottom of the block tightly, then positioned my foot one over the edge and the other behind. Then as I got ready to jump off I lunged forward…
In third grade I broke my left arm and had to wear a pink and orange cast for a month or two during the beginning of spring. It ended…
The moment I woke up from my surgery I remember my surgeon say that "everything thing went well, that the gallbladder came out fine with no complications." She must have turned to my mom because she had said that she wanted me to stay overnight to monitor me, crazy thing was is that I was a actually still pretty drugged up, the room was a little fuzzy my mouth had a weird dry nasty taste inside of it that I really can't put my tongue to, they wouldn't even give me water right away As I looked down i wasn't in the baggy tan robe gown any more that they had given me when i had first arrived at devos children's hospital. I looked down at my stomach i had three little cuts along my side covered in little butterfly stitches and…
I considered the gravitas of my actions only once before deciding to bandage a part of my body. I had wondered if girl I sit next to in Sociology lecture would believe the stories behind my injury. I had wondered if my friends would notice the injury and try to aid me as I walked around the bustling city. I had wondered if they would be annoyed and the constant reference to my injuries. I began to question myself as I wrapped the bright blue bandage around my knee. Around once, then twice, and fastened it securely on the back of my leg. I had spent an hour trying to figure out which body part I should bandage. The wrists were too obvious, my back to hidden, my left ankle too obscured by my new Adidas superstars. So I settled on my knee. My knee could play a central character in thousands of stories that could have caused injury. I began to picture a tumultuous decent down the cement stairs of 55 E 10th street, a catastrophic encounter with a street sign marking the fire line as a no-park zone, an awry Uber making direct contact with my kneecap in the middle of a rainy overcast afternoon. I push those thought away instead focusing on the Yoko Ono’s words. I must only make up the story when someone…
Accidents or Injuries: 1) chipped left ankle while playing football and I got tackled by a big guy. It hurt a lot. Went to Coudersport Charles Cole Hospital…
Failure was not an option. If I wanted to play quarter back, I knew what I needed to do.…
Steve was immediately tested to see if he could be a match for me to have a second kidney transplant. He returned in tears, saying we were not a match. And so began our search to find a compatible kidney for me.…
For as long as can remember I have had problems with my knee. It all started back in middle school, when we were playing basketball in our math class. My teacher at the time, Mr. Siem, would play with us. On this particular day, we were on opposing teams and he was bringing down the ball. When I went to defend him, he never stopped and he ran into me. His knee landed on mine with all of his weight. I knew right away that something was wrong.…
The game of soccer has always come natural to me. Competing in the game of soccer is what I love to do. Being physical is something I’ve never been scared of. If I’m being completely honest, going in hard on tackles is what I’m known for. Being a physical player is a strength of mine. Being physical in the game of soccer always comes with the risk of getting hurt. Two years ago I took that risk of getting hurt, and getting hurt is exactly what happened.…
So they wrapped my arm then put it in a sling. So we left. When we left my dad took me to get a milkshake from McDonalds. It really help me forget that I had gotten really hurt. Then I went home to talk to my grandma and mom. They all talked about my arm all day. It was the worst conversation of my life hearing about how I might not ever be able to play football…
I was rushed to Williamson County Medical Center and was taken to the emergency room. In the emergency room they shoved my front tooth back into my mouth and gave me painkillers. From there they transferred me to Vanderbilt for oral surgery. The oral sugery was the worst pain experience I have ever experienced. The surgeon had to put my mouth back together with stitches and brackets which acted like casts. After the surgery I thought I could never play baseball again because my teeth were never gonna be sturdy again. I was devastated as the recovery took several months and required 9 root canals. I also could not eat normal foods either which made me lose fifteen pounds. I still have scar tissues on my lips and teeth that are decaying. Everytime I look in the mirror I see and remember my accidental…
Although I have had many injuries growing up, there is one that particularly changed my life for the better. The injury occurred when I was playing eighth grade football. It was August and we were scrimmaging Westfield; a very good team that had a lot of big players. The coach called me onto the field to play fullback, which means that I was probably going to carry the football. As I was running onto the field my heart started to beat a little faster. I had a bad feeling about getting the ball. I thought that I was going to get hurt because on the play prior the fullback ahead of me injured his knee on a run. Everything went well for the first few plays, but on the fifth play the coach called a fullback run. My heart was racing, at the snap of the ball I ran ahead for about an eight yard gain, but on the way down I felt a horrible pain in my right foot. I ended up going to the hospital a half an hour later, the doctor said that I had multiple fractures (6 to be exact), possibly some torn ligaments, and a dislocation of a few bones. I really did a number on myself. The doctor claimed to me that I would be out for at least 6 weeks, which is over halfway through the regular season. The doctor also highly recommended that I go see a sports injury specialist, or a foot specialist.…
I was born with Osteogenesis Imperfecta, a disease that makes my bones very brittle. When I was in kindergarten, I had broken my Femur. I was running across the playground playing with my friends. All I hear next is SNAP! and I was on the ground, leg throbbing in pain. I immediately knew my leg was broken. Once they got me to Children’s Medical Center in Dallas, I was being brought in for x-rays. My surgeon, Dr. Rathjen had…
Almost every person in the world can share a story of woe in which they horribly injured themself or an acquaintance of theirs. While these sometimes only consist of a bruised knee or a scraped elbow, the most iconic tales result in broken bones or gaping gashes. Common instances in which injuries occur include basketball games, long hikes, or disagreements amongst siblings. Though the most memorable wounds are often those that occurred because of unattentiveness or ignorance. However, the most agonizing injury I have ever experienced came about due to a rather unorthodox situation.…