Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Football Team
I never imagined that my night would end the way it did that cool November night. I expected to be celebrating with the crowd, coaches, and the rest of the football team after we earned our way to the dome. Riding to the hospital was not a part of my plan at all. I thought I would be up all night with all the family that came to watch me play, not getting visited by all of them in the ER. What was supposed to be a fun night with a lot of celebrating and Bulldog pride, ended up being one of the longest nights of my life. Our football team came into the 2014 season with a lot of hype and high expectations. We had made it through the regular season and the first two rounds of the playoffs meeting those expectations and we still had more to
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Early in our trip to the Mason City hospital, I talked to my mom on the phone. I felt extremely bad for my mom because I knew that her worst nightmare was that I get seriously injured. I told her on the phone that I was okay and that it didn’t hurt at all, doing my best to calm her down. The EMT that was in the back with my dad and I put in the IV needle and started giving me pain killers. My head felt glued to the stretcher. I just laid perfectly still and felt my body relax. My only job was to tell the EMT if I could feel him pinching my toes, which was slowly getting lighter and lighter. Once the ambulance arrived at the hospital everything happened in the blink of an eye. I was pushed along to the ER where I met my mom and the rest of my family. The reunion was short lived, because soon after I arrived, a doctor kicked them all out and popped my ankle back into place. The pain came as a shock, but the medicine quickly took over and soon I was painless again. They wrapped my ankle up to prevent motion and rolled me into a room to stay the night. Bright and early the next morning the nurses woke me up and prepared me for surgery. I was exhausted and did my best to follow their directions, but as soon as I hit the operating table, I was out. I opened my eyes and I was back in the room I spent the night in. I fell in and out of sleep for the next couple of hours until I was fully recovered. The nurses brought me some crutches and told me I was good to leave. I was amazed at how they were just going to let me go, but I did not hesitate to get out of
Early in our trip to the Mason City hospital, I talked to my mom on the phone. I felt extremely bad for my mom because I knew that her worst nightmare was that I get seriously injured. I told her on the phone that I was okay and that it didn’t hurt at all, doing my best to calm her down. The EMT that was in the back with my dad and I put in the IV needle and started giving me pain killers. My head felt glued to the stretcher. I just laid perfectly still and felt my body relax. My only job was to tell the EMT if I could feel him pinching my toes, which was slowly getting lighter and lighter. Once the ambulance arrived at the hospital everything happened in the blink of an eye. I was pushed along to the ER where I met my mom and the rest of my family. The reunion was short lived, because soon after I arrived, a doctor kicked them all out and popped my ankle back into place. The pain came as a shock, but the medicine quickly took over and soon I was painless again. They wrapped my ankle up to prevent motion and rolled me into a room to stay the night. Bright and early the next morning the nurses woke me up and prepared me for surgery. I was exhausted and did my best to follow their directions, but as soon as I hit the operating table, I was out. I opened my eyes and I was back in the room I spent the night in. I fell in and out of sleep for the next couple of hours until I was fully recovered. The nurses brought me some crutches and told me I was good to leave. I was amazed at how they were just going to let me go, but I did not hesitate to get out of