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Personal Narrative: The Day I Killed My Knee
In June of 2016, during and intense basketball practice, I injured my knee. Our team participated in a rebounding drill, and I pushed myself to do my absolute best to get every rebound. On one of my turns, I jumped up for the ball, and when I landed terrible pain shot through my knee. I somehow hobbled over to the sideline, but finishing practice obviously seemed out of the question. The next day, my knee became very swollen and every time I tried walking, pain would shoot through my knee. My mom made me an appointment to go see Dr. David Lemak in Birmingham. At the appointment, Dr. Lemak checked my knee, and informed me that it should heal with some rest. He gave us his cell phone number just in case I injured my knee again. A few weeks later,
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