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I let go of the chair. I swung my bad foot out. I pushed my body forward. Pain stabbed my ankle like a knife. I fell down.”
"What happened?" the doctor questioned, Looking incredibly serious. "She fell of of a horse, and hurt her knee," Mom replied, sounding worried. "Let’s have a look," the doctor responded boldly. After the doctor looked at my leg, she decided to give me a knee brace.
It was a wonderful evening and Me, Jayla, Jayden, Mom, Dad we 're driving to Webster lake! We got there and me and Jayden went up this little path and my eyes got blurry, There was a homeless man in the center of the path and I ran. And we went to Webster lake. We were at the lake and Me my brother and my sister went to the park.
When I was skating I fell down a few times, but when my mom went to get a drink I fell down with a loud
“Are you okay?” Morgan, one of my best friends, asks. “What hurts?” she added. “My wrist!
I sat up and was wondering why there was so much pain in my left ankle until I looked at it. When I saw how twisted my ankle was I yelled in pain and called to the closest person to me. He quickly yelled for everyone to stop and they all gathered around me. They carried me to the truck and drove me back to his parents house. From there we went to the closest hospital to get my ankle checked up.
Why don’t you take a tiny tap and then go back out on the snowboard? I guarantee that you won’t fall next time.” I heard my mom say as I nod my head and she kissed my freezing cold cheek and I laid back on my pillow and slowly drifted off into a deep slumber.
I woke up the next morning, still feeling a burning pain flaring through my hand. I winced whenever it touched something. My mom scheduled an appointment at the same place I’ve been going to ever since I was born, Shriners Hospital. I left school early the next day and then went to and then journeyed to Philadelphia. The doctor found out there were no broken or fractured bones, but there was still pain.
I didn’t tell anyone that hit my head because the spinning went away so I thought it did not matter anymore. So the next day is Mother’s Day. My mom was out at the store with my dad and I stayed at home with my aunt curling my hair. Next thing, I get
I started to bawl when my body stopped at the bottom of the hill. My ankle was screaming in pain, I had never felt such agony before. My brother was quick to sit me up, asking what was wrong and what hurt. I told him that I had landed on my ankle funny and it only took him a minute of examine it to realize it was broken.
I can 't believe this. I can 't to gymnastics for another eight months? I was devastated. I couldn 't believe it. A broken arm?
“Yeah. I’m fine,” I reply. I start to get up, but as I place weight on my left leg, pain shot through it. Not only that, but something else seemed slightly off. I attempt to spin my ankle around in a circle.
At first I thought that I had only received a sprain; however, I was extremely wrong. Now before I go any further let’s start from the beginning. It was a warm Friday afternoon on the beautiful island of St. Croix. The skies were clear, the breeze was blowing perfectly, and the air was crisp and fresh as ever.
I never would have thought that a nice family bike ride during the summer with the new dog would have turned into a nightmare of hospitals, ambulances, and major surgeries. The day that I broke my arm was the most shocking and traumatic day of my life and still incredibly affects to this day in many ways. It was the summer of 2010. I had just turned seven, and gotten a new puppy for my birthday. My mom, dad, the dog and I were all on our first family bike ride all together.
The dentist held my teeth in her hand, about to put it back in place. I felt a chill down my spine, only praying for this day to end. It truly was a devastating day. This is how it started.