I was jumping on a trampoline at my house. It was over the summer right before the 4th of July. I was with my friend Jenny and my brother and sister where in the house. It was the second time Jenny had ever stayed the night at my house and my siblings were bugging me by yelling and screaming and asking a whole bunch of questions. Little did I know my day wouldn’t end as great as I wanted. Jenny was at my house and we went on the trampoline. When we were on there, and we were goofing off. I was babysitting my eleven-year-old brother and four-year-old sister. From outside, I heard yelling coming from inside the house. I tried to hurry down the slide to see what was going on. The slide was wet and I fell down it. There was a small pain in my foot but not bad so I tried to …show more content…
Then we went to the hospital at eight in the morning. We sat in the waiting room for a while then got called back to the all white room covered in machines and equipment. They asked me what happened and I explained then they said that they would take and x-ray. When they took me back to the room we waited for the results. The doctor came in and said, “Well, it's not bad but not good either.” My mom asked, “Is it broken?” She replied, “Yes, but it’s a minor fracture.” We had to go to Children's Hospital because they needed to see if I needed a cast. They told us that it was broken at the end of the long skinny bone in my leg. It was in the end of it right next to where my ankle is. The next day, the Children's Hospital called my Mom and said they wanted to see me in a week. A week later we made it to the Children’s Hospital and went to orthopedic or bone doctor. They told me that I would need a knee-high cast. They told me to pick a color for the cast, so I picked a baby blue color. They told me I would have to have it on for four or five weeks. Also, that I had a check up in four weeks to see how it
As I walked to school with my lunch that was in a plastic bag. Once we got into school and got in the building my teacher Mr. Williams took attendance and five minutes later we turned around and got on the bus. It was windy and there were leaves blowing all over the place. Last year my 5th grade at John Stewart elementary school was going to Leroy Oakes in St. Charles for team building. It was a fall day and it was chilly. I had my drawstring on my back with my lunch and had three coats on. We turned onto a road called Dean Street and it was bordered by grass. I saw the Leroy Oaks sign, and my bus went over a speed bump that threw my class off balance. After awhile my class off the bus with a skip and a jump in my step. Then I was super excited that our
My dad explained to me that my femur was broken and that I have to wear a cast until it heals. But something was not right in my leg, I felt it, it still hurt like it was out of place. My dad took me to the doctor and told him that the surgery that was done to me was not right, the bones didn’t connect to each other. They had to perform two more surgeries on my leg to make it right. One surgery to take the bone out from where it was and other one right way to connect it and to let it heal
A fracture, which is another term for a broken bone, is a common injury usually resulting from a fall, motor vehicle accident or other type of trauma.
I wasn’t afraid to go see the Doctor, because I thought I knew what was wrong. I was told it would only take up to four weeks to heal. Dr. Ellis told me the same thing that Ozzy did, but I got an x-ray first, just to make sure there were no fractures or broken bones.
It was the Monday before Thanksgiving. I was out of work at the time so I got up around nine o’clock. I wasn’t feeling well, like I had eaten something that just was not agreeing with me. So I rolled out of bed and went downstairs. My girlfriend and her mom were at the kitchen table working on decorations for the party they were hosting for the holiday.
It was a bright sunny day and the lake looked like glass, perfect to go water skiing. My dad, brother, and I decided to go get the boat ready for our trip. We had to get the sunscreen, refreshments, and water skis. Once we all got in the boat, we had to untie the ropes that were tied to the boat and the dock and lead the boat out of the dock without it colliding into the dock..
Personal Narrative: My Life in Rollerblades. I have often felt that the people who asked me why I rollerblade were sorry they did. Perhaps they thought they were going to get a quick, canned reply like "I enjoy it" or "Its fun." Instead, they discover that their question triggers a more complex response. There are various reasons why I strap my feet into a pair of boots on wheels each and every day.
There was a hint of worry in my voice as I said “She is okay and has received some medical help.
Growing up presents painful hardships. These hardships chip away at us during adolescence, carving away false pretenses, developing a greater person—a masterpiece to be unveiled at a later date. A time arrives during childhood when innocence expires, naiveté ceases, and reality hits. Most people, when asked about these trying teenage years, lament about times where they felt this cataclysmic shift, instances of cruelty or even epiphany. But homeschooling sheltered me from many of the school day terrors kids experience on a daily basis, such as the first time an insult permeates the soul on the playground or the last glimpse of mom after being dropped off, still, I was not immune; I did not have to worry about forgetting homework or who to sit
One of my earliest childhood memories was when I broke a bone.That was the second bone I had ever broken. Breaking a bone is one of the most painful things you will ever experience in life.
It was the summer ending my middle school years. The summer where I would enter into ninth grade, with all my friends. The same summer that my baby cousin, Gianna, would reach a milestone in her life and turn one. It was a beautiful summer day for a backyard party. The birthday party was Elmo themed, and the big red monster was everywhere. The tables were set up with red tablecloths and bright colored confetti. In addition, each table was adorned with a bowl containing real goldfish. The best part about the party was the bounce house set way back in the yard, because no matter how old you are your never to old for a bounce house. Unfortunately with all the little kids screaming with enthusiasm, I never was able to enter the bounce house. Therefore, the celebration quickly became rather boring. Moreover, there wasn’t anyone there my age. All of my relatives that were there were a cluster of old aunts and uncles that sat in their chairs under a tree to keep cool. The rest of the guests were people I didn’t even know, probably the parents of all the screaming children. Resulting me not having the best of times.
It was the last Saturday in December of 1997. My brother, sister, and I were chasing after each other throughout the house. As we were running, our parents told us to come and sit down in the living room. They had to tell us something. So, we all went down stairs wondering what was going on. Once we all got down stairs, the three of us got onto the couch. Then, my mom said, “ Well…”
An ankle fracture is a break in one or more of the three bones that make up the ankle joint. The ankle joint is made up by the lower (distal) sections of your lower leg bones (tibia and fibula) along with a bone in your foot (talus). Depending on how bad the break is and if more than one ankle joint bone is broken, a cast or splint is used to protect and keep your injured bone from moving while it heals. Sometimes, surgery is required to help the fracture heal properly.
When I was five years old we had a family reunion in West Virginia at a cousin’s house in the mountains. We all gathered in the backyard where the kids were running around and having fun. They had a tire swing that swung right over and a river running beside the yard. I didn’t have a swim suit,
On that fateful day in March, I was a couple months shy of my third birthday. My family and I lived in New Mexico at the time and were renting a house with an outdoor in-ground pool. The day was beautiful. I was outside with my oldest sister Rachel and my father. Rachel was diligently reading curled up on a bench that sat against the house, and my father was mowing the backyard. My mother and my other sister were in the house. Off to one side of the house there was a group of large bushes. I was playing over there with one of her large cooking pots, off in my own little world. At one point while amusing and en...