Scars are something that stay with a person forever long after they have faded. Scars impact people’s lives in many ways whether it be physical or emotional. What if one scar affects you in both ways. If your life is impacted both ways it do some pretty bad things to you not just physical but also mentally. Dealing with a scar like that can make you lose yourself and also push the people who care about you the most in your life away. It started in 8th grade while I was still playing basketball. I remember when I first hurt my back and thought it was nothing more than a muscle sprain. After my coach insisted I go to the doctor they took an x-ray and found a small spot but they told me not to worry about. After that I went on playing thinking nothing was wrong, but the longer the season went the worse it got even then I ignored it. At the time I didn’t know how serious I was injuring myself and how it would affect me. Upon entering my freshman year of high school the pain in my back was an everyday issue and kept me from participating in basketball and other school event. Some days I would wake up in such an amount of pain I wouldn’t be able to go to school. During November my mom decided to take me to Shriner 's in Lexington. They took some x-rays and a CT scan and it turns out the once little spot had grew to the point where it had broken through back to where it was pushing upon my nerves in my spine. I can still remember sitting in the room hearing them explain to me and I
I started doing physical therapy immediately, then three days later I could not move my legs. They ran more test and then the doctors saw I have broken my back. I was care flight to Cooks Children Medical Hospital where more test was ran. I was told I had a broken back and could never walk again also the growth plait in my hand was put on backwards and internal bleeding. The hardest thing for me was never being able to walk again, I was an athlete I played volleyball. I prayed really hard before my first back surgery. I came out of surgery ten hours later; I was in bed ridden for five days, the fifth day I was determined to stand on my own. My mother lifted me up out of the hospital bed and I fell and then after 3 attempts I was ready to give up and except my life as a handy cap. My mom pushed me to stand one more time and this time I stood with my mom’s help I took my
It all started freshman year when I was playing football. It was the worst day of my sports career that I have ever experienced in my life. It was the first play in my high school football career and it was a punt. I ran down the field and made the tackle. As I was making the tackle someone hit my elbow and they broke it. I went to the hospital and they put me in a cast for four weeks. After the four weeks were over the doctor took my cast off and said everything was fine. The rest of the year it felt good. Then the next
Scarring is a normal bodily process that a majority of people experience. Nonetheless, in Western cultures, scars are seen as an ugly feature that one can acquire in numerous ways. Therefore, many people want to rid themselves of these blemishes as quickly as possible. A majority of them turn to Mederma ®, one of the top-recommended scar treatment creams by dermatologists. However, before you decide that Mederma is the right medication for your scar, it is important to look at the different types of tissues that can be affected, how scars form, and what kind of scars form.
The article, “The Truth About Mass Shootings and Gun Control: Crime and killings have fallen as gun ownership has increased”, was written in a manner to target a specific audience by using a current hot topic amongst politicians in the United States on gun control. By discussing recent mass shooting, the author is able to appeal to his audience with Ethos appeal allowing him to maintain the attention of the audience, which, otherwise would be overlooked by people outside his target audience.
This fall she noticed that the pain in her back, the same pain she had been experiencing since her junior year of high school, was immense and worse than it has ever been. Reoccurring pain in any part of the body is a terrible feeling and needs to be taken care of immediately. Brittyn filled me in on her previous back surgery and informed me about all the chaos it has given her for some time now, “I had been having back problems for about two years-It was time, I kept having this sharp pain in my back and could no longer
Growing up, I was a competitive cheerleader but was forced to quit three and a half years ago when I was struck with chronic back pain for the second time in my life. I was pain free for just over a year and a half, and during that time I was involved in cheerleading again. After the pain relapsed, I endured countless needles and numerous procedures. I was home bound and on bed rest for seven months during my junior year of high school, which is considered the most important and determinant year. I wasn’t able to go to school and sit at a desk all day, because the pain was too excruciating. Because of this, my teachers were reluctant to help and didn’t think I deserved to continue their classes with passing grades since I was not in class,
In December of 2013, Caroline Carcerano went to Tufts Medical Center in Boston, Massachusetts to have done what her surgeon said would be a “brief” procedure to relieve her lingering back pain. This was not the case and two days later, Carcerano was dead. Carcerano’s surgery was supposed to be a simple procedure where surgeons were going to insert a pump under her skin so that medication could get into her spine quickly and help alleviate her lingering pain. Carcerano has previously fallen and broken several vertebrae, but even after fusing the vertebra together, the pain, along with leg spasms and weakened bones, was still a chronic issue.
The connotation with a scar is often a mark of physical damage to one’s skin, but a scar can also be psychological or emotional damage. Scars are seen as that something bad or wrong has happened but every scar also tells a story, a lesson even. We usually do not think the ones we love, or used to love, could be the ones who can scar us. In my last relationship, I loved the girl with all of my heart. I loved her so much that her views soon became my own and I began to lose my sense of self. What I learned from that relationship is what has shaped me into the person I am today.
On Friday, October 1, 2015 I woke up around 4:30 am with excruciating pain in the left flank area of my back. After I crawled down the steps from my bedroom, it only took one look from my mother and she knew something was seriously wrong!. She gave me some medicine for the pain and sent me back to my room to lay on a heating pad to rest. During the day the pain came and went. Later that day the
In the summer of seventh grade, I was provided a job to mow, pull weeds, and provide other yard care work. This job was for a well known gentleman in my town. His house was massive and beautiful and he owned quite a bit of land. As I continued to talk to him, I found out that he was a chiropractor and he also owned and sold real estate. Right when I got home I began researching chiropractors and what they do and I was fascinated even though I had never been to one before. After awhile, I began playing football and realized that my hips and back were becoming oddly sore. Therefore I asked my parents what I should do about the situation. After doing what I was told and still not feeling much better, they suggested a chiropractic appointment.
External scars show that you have lived through something traumatic, but survived. I have plenty of scars on my body, each telling a different story. I could go on and on about all the scars soccer has given me, from slide tackling to being slide tackled. But the biggest and deepest scars are the internal ones. The broken hearts and the pain people suffer on the inside are the worst. You cannot physically see them, but they stay with you forever. The damage is buried down beneath the skin, and it is impossible to erase.
During a soccer tournament in 11th grade, I suffered a ligament tear in my left ankle. It was a horrible injury and I could not play soccer for 6 months due to it.
Up front, I knew of the 2 percent chance that spinal fusion wouldn’t be mandatory, but I held onto that possibility. It was agonizing to hear that I would never be able to bend my spine again. Had there been some reason to place the blame on me for this obstacle, this journey would have been much more manageable. Instead, I had no one to blame but God. I couldn’t believe that He would let my own body fail me. To make problems worse, I was an avid gymnast, and two titanium rods and twenty screws were about to take my passion away from me. After countless shed tears, I convinced myself that the surgery was going to help rather than hurt me. In the weeks leading up to my operation, it took every ounce of courage in my hundred pound body to be strong. And because of my bravery during this particular time-span, every obstacle I’ve faced since has appeared as a gust of wind rather than a
Bunton (2009) stated that, scarring is another unwanted risk of having plastic surgery. Sometimes incisions do not heal properly, and the skin develops a thick edge and granular tissue. This is one of the main reasons; plastic surgeons try to make incisions in places where any scars that develop will be less noticeable as it heals. In some cases, scarring is mild, and will become more unnoticeable as time goes by, while in more than a few cases, scarring is very noticeable, and permanent.
It was at the moment that I felt pain in my right shoulder. I considered myself lucky to have never experienced a significant injury until one event changed everything. I was in ninth grade at Spanish Fork Junior High. It was lunch time. When you attend junior high you don’t get recess like you do in elementary where you can go play on the playground with all of your friends. Instead you can go run and play on all the huge soccer fields. That’s exactly what my friends Tori, Chris, and Daniela and I decided to do. After we ate our lunch we headed out to the grassy fields to play flag football. When we got to the fields Chris noticed a couple of girls who were known to be popular. They were on the Spanish Fork High School Drill Team. They were doing tricks on each others shoulders. He got the idea that I should get on his shoulders after he saw the girls getting on each others. He thought it was outstanding. Chris considered himself to be strong and athletic. I hesitated a little with no self control I listened to Chris. Thinking if girls can hold each other up on their shoulders, then why can’t Chris without getting hurt?