Personal Narrative: The Surgery That Changed My Life

I had been cringing about day for so long. I was completely terrified to go into that room. As the door opened I was exposed to a cold draft and I could feel the dense air. The day I was told this needed to be done was horrifying, and now it’s actually happening. They rolled me over to a new bed and I looked around seeing doctors everywhere. There was a table that they rolled next to me and on it was things that I can’t even explain. They put a green mask on me with tubes going through both sides of it. They told me I’d get drowsy and all of the sudden I closed my eyes and it was happening. I was getting knee surgery.

The staff at clinic examined her ankle and performed serious strength tests. They gave me an ice pack and an ace bandage. My grandmother’s podiatry doctor showed great empathy towards her. His passion to heal her feet brought peace and assurance to her situation. He sparked my interest in what would evolve into a career in podiatry.

Was that the doctor talking to my mum, did I hear him right? I’ll never be able to walk again, but why would this happen to me I need my legs. I play too much sport to not be able to use my legs. My legs saved my life once without even thinking about it, they caught me after a fell out of a tree. They were my everything, how could I live without

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One obstacle I have faced, and will continue to face, revolves around my feet. When I was born, the doctor immediately informed my mother that I was happy and healthy, however, my feet happened to be upside down and backwards. In the next few weeks, my parents met with scores of doctors to learn about my condition, know as bilateral Clubfoot. The most notable of these doctors was Dr. Ignacio Ponseti, arguably the most learned doctor in the field of Clubfoot, who said to my mother: “my best advice would be to prepare him for a desk job”. Since my birth, I have had two sets of surgeries on my feet, have had casts on both legs for years, and was in a wheelchair for almost a year at the age of five. The innumerable challenges posed by my disorder

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As many know, I had surgery this past week. Surgery is extremely rough, especially for those who have been constantly battling their problem. My knee has been a mystery for my doctor for over two years and I can not fathom why this crazy mishap happened to me of all people.These last two years have been the worst years of my life due to unexpected illnesses and surgeries.

I am walking off the school bus after an amazing friday at school like most fridays usually are. I can’t stop thinking about the party at my friends house tonight. I get ready for the party as fast as possible. We are just about ready to walk out the door and my mom asks me to run upstairs and grab something for her. So I run right upstairs full of excitement and on my way back down the stairs I trip on the third stair from the bottom and land on the floor. All of a sudden I feel this sharp pain in my foot. It has happened before so I just get up and say “ow” and figure the pain in my foot would go away in a couple of minutes. At my friends house I try my best to play the games and act like nothing's wrong, but I still have this thought in the back of my head that my foot hurts. After the party, I get back home and realize that my foot still hurts. Soon enough I am at the doctors and I see my x-ray. I have a stress fracture in my foot. That meant no basketball, no running around, and little activity. This is the first time I have broken a bone and it takes me a while to used to the boot, the crutches and the new lifestyle. Overcoming my

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I had my fourth knee surgery this past winter and my goal is to let go of my fear. I have one more sports season left before graduation. If I complete the full season, it will be the first time since my sophomore year that I have done so. I know that I will not be able to achieve the goal of playing a full season without letting go of my fear, and after four consecutive seasons on the sidelines I have come to fear more then just injury. I have come to fear not having the talent to play at the high school varsity level. I fear that the coaches will only see my as a injury waiting to happen and not as an athlete. I fear a season spent worrying about what could happen oppose to whats happening in the moment. I fear another season on the sidelines.

I remember when I was about two years old, I seen my brother on the hospital bed laying there sleep. I was to young to actually know what was going on but I knew something was not right. My mom used to spend hours at the hospital monitoring him and making sure everything was going all right. Most of the circumstances I spent nights at my grandparents house because my mom didn't want me to see him like that. When my brother was born he acquire Talipies Equinovarus also called Clubfoot. Clubfoot is a birth defect in which the foot is twisted out of shape or position. The cause of Clubfoot is unknown. My brother spent years in and out of the emergency room. He wore vast after cast for years too. My brother is sixteen now and doing better than

“The typical problems I see are directly related to shoes that aren’t shaped like a person’s foot. Wearing shoes too small or those shaped in an unnatural way will cause deformities,” she adds.

First I explained my knee dislocation and operation. Then, in return, she told me about her brain tumor and numerous operations. Her storytelling skills were spontaneous. Although I expected her to be pitiful of her condition, her tone was lovely and she embraced her condition fully. I admired her for her bravery and the beauty of innocence within her character. When my therapist began to approach me, she surprised me with good news. I had, finally, received clearance to walk without crutches. Immediately, I began to walk, but within my first few steps, I began to cry. I was overwhelmed with joy that although my knee still had a torn ligament, I was satisfied with the performance it was doing. After completing a set of balancing exercises, I saw my new friend. She waved at me and in seconds, I felt guilty and embarrassed. Unlike my new friend, who embraced her special qualities, I hated mine. However, I realized that my depression and self-hate were unnecessary and immature. I admitted to myself that I had become desperate for an opportunity to escape my reality. That I wanted to deny the reality of my injury, and live in an imaginary

I was thirteen, and I had just come home from a school softball game. My friend Dalton had invited my sister and I to come and swim at the neighborhood pond. My sister stayed home, but I got permission to go. After a while of swimming, Dalton looks at me claims that he’ll jump out of a tree near the bank if I jump out. Of course, I accepted my friend’s little dare and climbed into the tree, focusing on the seven-foot-deep drop-off off of the bank. Regrettably, I didn’t jump far enough. My right leg landed in the drop-off, but my left leg hit the clay, which caused all of my weight to shift to my left foot. I felt an immense pain in my ankle and started screaming while crawling over to the bank as Dalton ran to get my mom. After I finally made it to the emergency room, I found that I had broken my fibula at an upward slant, which caused the upper part of the bone to slam down into my ankle.I had completely blown out every ligament and tendon on the left side of my ankle. I had to have a plate and four screws implanted into my fibula along with the surgical repair of all of my ligaments and tendons. The entire ordeal left me extremely interested in the human body, and this interest was heightened when I had to get my appendix removed a few months later and again when I took Anatomy and

Dr. Nelson began to operate on me immediately. It felt like ages had passed before he finished putting in all seventeen stitches. He wrapped my foot up and got me on my first ever pair of crutches. I hopped around a little, trying to grow accustomed to this new life I would now be