Personal Narrative: My Air Borne Game

I was more than ready for the lacrosse game to begin, we were playing our biggest rival and the most physical team in our whole division. We were pumped, the air horn rang for the games to begin and they did. It was apparent that we were coming out on top, we scored three goals in under six minutes. We kept this up until the air horn blew to indicate half time and we were up by four. Soon enough I was back under the heat of the sun playing. Time was ticking down and we were only ahead by a one goal margin. Somehow, I got the ball all the way down and ready to shoot. In a blink of an eye, a girl swung her lacrosse stick, missing my stick, instead hitting my head. Rather than being escorted off the field because I was hit, I continued playing; this was a bad move on me.

The first symptoms I noticed were the double vision, the sound and light bothered me, as well as, dizziness and nausea. After the game, which we won by only two points, I felt as if I was going to pass out. My vision was stretching apart and seeing double, it was like a low budget movie with the clearly not

thought out special effects. I walked over to my mom who saw everything unfold. My mom was shocked that I countinued to play. Physically I could not walk straight and mentally my vision and thinking was off. I knew just where to go--- the trainer! She would tell me if this is just a regular headache or really a concussion. After a series of tests she told me to go to the emergency room right away without a diagnosis. I was shocked to see just how concerned she was with my symptoms.

The ride to the hospital felt like eternity.

I was shaking when we went inside--- I absolutely hate the doctors office! There was only one people waiting to be seen; with a face mask on hoping not to spread the possible air borne disease, and the others who were just sitting there waiting for perhaps friends or family members to come out. They checked me in and gave me a madatory blue bracelet to wear. In no time I was rushed in a wheel chair to the CAT scan machine. I was alone in the room which was over fifteen minutes sitting inside a large machine with flourescent lights and heat directly over my head. Slowly the lady wheeled me back to my checked in room. The doctor waiting with instant news, he announced I had no internal bleeding in my head which was the only good news I would be getting that day. The nurses and doctors came to the conclusion that I had a concussion. It sure felt like

it!

I went home delerious with a massive headache and sensitvity to light and sound. All I wanted to do was sleep in a dark quiet place. I wanted to worry about nothing and do nothing, but that was hard to do when you want to go back to doing what you love, playing lacrosse.
I learned that every day is a gift no matter how hard or long it takes to get through and go one day at a time. This experience also made me realize even if you are sidelined for some time-- it will get better soon as long as you believe it will.