Personal Narrative: The Pain

Post-surgery, your arm will be immobilized in a splint for at least a week. After a week you will be given an arm brace, which you will wear for most of your recovery. The brace limits your range of motion as you gradually gain it back. Physical therapy will take up to 12 months to complete. You will build up muscle in your arm and shoulder to gain strength and prevent another repeat of the injury. After therapy you will be able to throw and make your return to the diamond.

My freshman year of high school I broke the Scaphoid and growth plate in my right wrist while playing in a basketball game. I didn’t know that it was broken for two weeks and I played in three of four basketball games with my broken dominant hand. I found that is was probably broken the Monday before Christmas. On Christmas Eve I was told that I would be put in a cast for the entire Christmas break and on January 3rd we would find out if it was really broke. Sure enough we came back and told that I would have to be in a cast for six to eight weeks. I was pretty devastated and upset that I would be out for the rest of the season, it had barely begun. I was staying pretty optimistic about it because it would give me a chance to work on my weak hand, it was my left, and make it stronger. I still went to practice and worked as hard as I could hoping that the coach’s

I fell. This felt like I didn’t have a wrist. But I got back up really carefully and went up to the lounge to my dad and sister. Ah, Ah, Dad I think I broke my wrist. No you didn’t. It was swelling up, It hurt so bad I couldn’t even believe this was happening.

For the next week or so, i started participating in activities like basketball and football, just to pass the time. A few days before my classes started I was playing basketball and I went up for a rebound and when i landed, i fell on my ankle the wrong

When I first started playing basketball my seventh grade year, I was playing power forward for the entire year. The team had a tournament one weekend against multiple different schools. In one of the games the team played Ottawa. Our point guard tried shooting a three-pointer and she missed. I jumped to get the rebound, and a girl from the opposing team hit me out of the air and I ended up having my ankle stepped on, causing it to break. This took me out for the rest of the tournament and the rest of the season. I was on crutches for two weeks and then I was put in a boot for a couple more weeks.

and I wrapped up my hand to make it look like it was hurt. I couldn’t

After much debate, it was decided I was in fact NOT faking an arm injury and I was taken to Urgent Care. There I was X-Rayed and determined to have no fracture or break… I got a sling and a pat on the back. I returned home feeling very weak and wimpy, but my mother was not as sure that I was fine. The next day, I went to an orthopedic doctor who took one X-Ray and determined I had in fact broken my elbow. I was casted and told to come back in six weeks, little did he know I would be back a little

It was a normal spring night and my baseball game had just started. It was senior night and I was pitching, we had just finish the first half of the first inning. My teammate struck out, it was my turn to hit, I swung for the ball and my leg popped twice. I went down and didn't get back up, My leg was stuck to my chest and I couldn't move it. The visiting team's coach was an EMT he ran over and said ¨this is going to hurt¨ and pulled my leg straight. What had happened was when I swung the bat my leg didn't move and my kneecap dislocated and instead of my ligaments tearing, they stretched and broke my kneecap. This was a challenge for me because this was the first time I had never broken a bone in my life. I went to the doctor and he said nothing was wrong, so my

The second half of the game came and I wanted to go back in despite my strained leg, I told my coach I was ready to go in. As the season went on I kept playing on it I was not performing to my true potential I tried to play over the pain but that was not working out. Half way through the season I finally started going to physical therapy. I was going to physical therapy but I was still able to practice and play I only had to sit out one game and the practices prior to that game.

The next day my knee is feeling better so we assumed nothing was wrong but a few days after that I had been running around and playing with friends. As we were playing, one of my friends dared me to jump off of a slide, so I did and boom there goes my knee again numb and hurting a little so I went home to my parents. We realized it was the same sort of thing but we all assumed it was a minor sprain so we iced it and elevated it. The next day it was gone and then it happened one other time a few days later and we finally started to realize something was wrong but we still put it off. The last and final time was when I was at jujitsu and I was doing the usual warm up. At the time I was doing burpees and as I got up to jump from the pushup position I pulled my legs into me chest and “SNAP” my knee had completely given out and I was in the worst pain I had ever experienced to this day. My knee could not and would not move so my Jujitsu

She past me the ball, I took a jump stop and my left knee turned inward to my right knee. My knee turned so bad that the left one touched the right one making a popping sound. I fell to the court in pain while the tears mixed with sweat. The coaches had to call for an ambulance to take me to Cook’s Children Hospital.

The crowd was roaring like wild animals. Our teams had switched sides to start the second match and everything came into focus then. I could hear individual people cheering in the crowd, the student section was going nuts. The smell of the butter coming from the popcorn at the concession stands suddenly stood out to me. Most importantly, I could feel the yearning and the passion coming from my teammates. We wanted this win–bad. I was one of the leading hitters on the team and it was my job to produce the big hits for the team and motivate them to take everything the other team would hit at us. We started the second game and things were still going well for us! It wasn’t a fluke! We were playing well because we were working hard. If we didn’t hit hard they were going to pound it down, we couldn’t let up. So when our setter set me up and I saw out of the corner of my eye a triple block I knew I had to get it through their hands, but the ball was behind my head. In that split second I made a decision that changed my life forever. I swung away and I felt my shoulder pop and then the worst pain of my life went through my entire arm. I grabbed it right away knowing something was wrong. I’ve never felt pain like this in a game before. In that moment I knew that was the one. Every player knows what it’s like to get hurt. You get sprained ankles and sprained knees all the time, but this was the injury I knew had been coming to me. I looked up at my parents in the crowd and they knew too. Something was wrong.

I sat down in a chair and my bar coach brought out a bag full of ice to put under my elbow. I iced for 15 minutes. After I was done icing, I was trying trying to move it around. I wasn’t able to straighten my arm all the way and I wasn’t able to touch my shoulder. After awhile I got my clothes on because I wasn’t able to do anything. I skipped vault because I was icing my elbow and was trying to move it around. Then my group came to bars and Coach Mel said, “You are able to help me watch

When i got hurt i went off the field because it was hurting alot.It was on my left ankle.It started to get swollen every five minutes.I was resting my ankle on the chair.I

This injury did not only hamper my athletics, but it was also hard to be at school. I had to use crutches and wear