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It was a Saturday and we were playing Van Wert in a regular season basketball game and it was close. It was a Junior varsity game. We were only playing two quarters due to the lack of numbers. The game didn’t count for much but we were giving it our all. Van Wert wasn’t a favorite of ours and we were doing just about anything just to win. The game was intense. The coaches were yelling. The crowd was cheering. The gym exploded with sound coming from all directions. We were equally matched. We trailed for most of the game but we were always very close. As the game was winding down, we were trailing by just a few points. We had the ball. The ball was stolen and we were all sprinting down the court to stop it. I got a hand on the ball from behind …show more content…
All went well. A couple days later I went over to the Orthopedic Institute of Ohio, also known as OIO, and had my MRI read by Dr. William Sanko. There is when I received news that I would soon realize would change my life forever. I had a torn anterior cruciate ligament and a torn meniscus. I was sad and didn’t know what to expect. The recovery time was six to seven months and I didn’t want to be out that long. We as a family had to make the decision of when to schedule my surgery. Our homecoming was coming up. Being a girl, this was important to me. Unfortunately, I did not get to attend my homecoming. I had my surgery January 29th. I felt I handled the mental struggle of it pretty well. I pushed myself to get back in therapy. I did well with the pain through therapy and I came back quick. I came back five months later and was able to play volleyball my sophomore year.
Over a year passed and I was back to playing volleyball. No mental or physical struggle. I played almost like nothing happened. I was playing club volleyball for Decatur Force down in Cincinnati. We were playing some tough teams and we were a little on the short side. On day two of the tournament, we were playing our first game in the morning. We were struggling. As the ball was served to us, we got the pass up and the ball was set to me. Suddenly, I felt something all too familiar. I had torn my ACL for the second

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