Creak! Went my backyard trampoline springs as I jumped up and down on the trampoline. The neighbors were in the backyard and my sisters were playing with them. I was getting ready to try and land my first flip on my feet. Normally, I had landed on my back when doing my flips and this time I was planning to do a real flip. I got a big bounce, then started my flip. I almost made it, but I had straightened my knees too early, which consequently made me land in a sitting down position with forward momentum in my upper body. What happened next was very similar to a sit and reach, but really fast. My upper body rotated down towards the ground so far that my hip popped out of it’s socket, but I did not know the extent of my condition and would not …show more content…
I broke a bone! I broke a bone!” at the top of my lungs, and my mom came sprinting out of the house. The opening or doorway of the trampoline was facing the house, so she opened the zipper and I scooted myself over to her which hurt like something I’ve never felt before. Once I reached the zipper, she picked me up and carried me inside and laid me on the couch. I don’t remember seeing how the neighbors reacted, but my sisters told me they looked scared. My mom thought it was probably a torn muscle, but wanted to take me to the hospital to look at it anyway..
A short while after I had been laid on the couch, my Dad came home and my parents decided that they should take me to the hospital just in case. It was a good thing that they made this decision, because my condition was far from a torn muscle. I was not happy to go, because it hurt so bad to even move my hip at all.
On the way to the hospital, they put me in a car seat so when I sat, my right hip, which was two times the size it normally was, was elevated and nothing was putting pressure on it. It was dark by the time we drove to the hospital and I remember a song on called “Only You Can Save” by: Chris Sligh. To this day, that song brings back memories of the car ride to the
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Then, both of my parents picked me up and gently set me in the wheelchair so that my hip was once again elevated. I was then rolled in and checked out. The nurse took my temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure. I was then rolled into a room with a stretcher. I was laid down and the TV was turned on. I got to watch SpongeBob for the first time, because my Mom did not like that show. I was so happy, but also nervous because I didn’t understand what was going on.
The nurse then told me he needed to take an x-ray of my hip. Since I was in so much pain, they put me on a tube shaped like a doughnut that supported my hip while I was getting x-rayed. After this happened, I was taken back into my room and laid back in the bed. The rest of the information I have is from my parents, because I was given a medicine that had a side effect that made me forget what happened, but was mainly for numbing what was about to happen. My mom knew that the doctors didn’t know what to do, because they had figured out from the x-rays that my hip was
My leg bounced wildly. I had every nail on my hand bit down until they were almost bleeding. I had drank three Pepsi's and eaten two candy bars just for something to do, and we had only been waiting an hour. Sixty minutes of pure torture, not knowing what was wrong with my baby brother or if he was going to be okay.
When I was at school I broke my wrist. My friends and I were playing on the slide and I fell off into the dirt and landed on my wrist. When I heard “crack”, I knew something was wrong and needed to go tell the teacher. Holding my wrist I ran to Mrs.Kathy and told her that something was wrong with my wrist. We ran to the nurse because she thought it was severely damaged based on the way it was dangling. An ice pack was put on my wrist to control the swelling. My dad was given a phone phone call and was told that I had hurt my self on the playground. Rushing from work my dad was to coming get me and on the way he picked up my brother from high school, they later arrived at the elementary school. We hastily went to the emergency room because my wrist was getting sizeably larger. By the time we achieved our destination, my mom was waiting patiently for us.
Each day began with the nurse checking my vitals and ended with a written report of my progress. I was later moved to the surgical floor where I gained a bit of hope as I met my physical therapist that helped me restore my balance. I wouldn't be stuck in a hospital room for the rest of my life but would go out and embrace the world I was missing so much of. My time being there, I often requested class work from school to be delivered, so I wouldn't be behind on my studies. Gradually becoming a healthier person, my release from the hospital didn't mean my life would be like before. I was the furthest thing from normal as I went through dreadful follow-ups and Rehabilitation
It was my very first appointment at Shriners Hospital. My mom was struggling to get us there because back then she didn’t know how to drive. And my father had too much work. I remember that me and my mom got on the UTA bus and some nice lady help us get their. As we arrived to my first appointment. It was difficult for my mom to understand what the doctors and nurses were saying because at the time i got sick we had just arrived in America. The doctors did so many test on me that same day, they didn’t know what was wrong with me. I kept visiting the hospital for about more than two weeks. And finally they had to do surgery on me. The day i had to get surgery done was really scary i was feeling really nervous. When it was time for me to go into surgery i was scared to leave my mom i cried alot until they gave me anastesha. The surgery
One Wednesday morning in September of 2015, I slept in until 8 a.m. I was not going to school that day. Instead, I was going to Phoenix Children’s Hospital to get an MRI on my hip to see if there was a tear in my tissues and also receive a cortisone shot to relieve pain. I dressed in comfy clothes, drove to the hospital, and anxiously waited in the waiting room. When the doctor took me back into a room, he had me undress into a gown so all of my skin was exposed below the waist. Carefully, the nurse sanitized my hip and groin with alcohol swabs. Next, she injected me with a numbing medicine so I would not feel the doctor moving the long needle inside of me. After the local anesthetic kicked in, the doctor set up a fluoroscopy that would show
Yep, it was the bone. I stood up and walked over to the bench; my coach took one good look and asked me if I was ready to go back in. I was in too much pain to say anything. I got a little ice pack on the bench and waited for my dad's friend to take me to the hospital. Both my parents were an hour away, either running errands or at my brother's soccer game.
After we arrived at the hospital I was wheeled into the ER, and met up with my parents. They made us wait until I could get x-rays to see what 's wrong, but after being sedated with pain killers I couldn 't remember anything after the first 20 min of being in the hospital. After I arrived home, I had a brace forcing me to keep my leg straight so I don 't injure my knee further. From there on I went through mandatory physical therapy and healing stretches for six months eventually returning to football and finishing the rest of high school playing football. Even tho its been awhile since i was injured my knee will never be 100% as it once was, it still has problems at times but live through it.
My heart is racing as I wait our turn to enter the stage. We watch from the side as another team enters the stage, their music starts and they flash their smiles at the judges and dance in unison. Our routine is next. My team and I have worked for six months to perfect our routine for this very moment at nationals. I feel butterflies in my stomach as I keep my muscles warm and stretched by running in place and exercising in a few crunches. I can not stay focused on the other team’s routine due to running over the counts of my dance in my head. The song comes to an end and they take a bow and walk off the stage. The announcer calls our routine number; my head starts to spin. We walk onto the stage and assume into our beginning positions. I see my dance instructor sitting in the front row of the audience, my mother a row behind her with a nervous smile on her face as she claps to wish us
My father's eyes opened, and he called out for my sister Kelly and I to come to him. In a very serious and sad voice, he told us that he was very sick, and he was going to the Fort Wayne hospital. My mother told Kelly and I to help her pack some things for him, because he was going to be leaving soon. We helped her pack, keeping quiet because we did not want to interrupt the silence that had taken over the room.
I was on the ground wincing, not really sure about what was going on, and my first thought was to call out for help. My dad came racing over in the ranger and brought me back home while telling me. “It isn’t broken, you won’t need to go to the
I was in a hospital bed with a broken leg, arm, wrist, ribs, and one ankle. I had stitches too. I looked around and saw that I was with my family. They all started to cry which made me cry. “ You made.
My vision went blurry and i couldn't make out the details of the lamp on my bedside table anymore. I shouted across my house to get my mom's attention to let her know the pain i was feeling. She thought it was best to stay home from school that day which I was totally okay with, but this never happened. With my mom on the phone calling the doctor’s office to get me and appointment.
It was Christmas and I was tasting the most delicious food ever. My mother is a wonderful cook: dressing, turkey, black eye peas, potato salad, just like Thanksgiving all over again. All you could smell were the sweet potato pies and the spice cakes baking in the oven. This was Christmas and we were planning for my surgery the next day, we were talking about “wh...
There are many things you can be, a doctor, teacher, football player, etc. Everybody has one thing in the world, out of all those things , they want to be. That one thing, for me is gymnastics! I love gymnastics, I've been doing it since I was two. I am still going with gymnastics but when I don't want to do it anymore I'm going to be a gymnastics coach and train gymnasts to be as good as their hearts desire.
Oh my God! TJ!“ It was just my mom.She was crying and calling my name again and again.I was so embarrassed and disappointed of my self.I had let her down. After, two of the EMT guys put us on an ambulance. Finally,we made our way to the hospital. My friend john and me were sent in palo alto medical center. It took us about fifteen minute to get there. My friend john was alright. He had a couple of stitches in his head and his arm. He got relieved after a couple of tests but, I was severely injured. I was lying on a hospital bed and thinking what I would have done in the past. Cause this terrible accident happened to me. I was sent to el camino hospital, where I went to the operation theater for my hipbones surgery.The doctor told me after surgery that my hipbones was fractured the reason they had to put a plate in hipbones to stay together.Although, my left arm was also fractured the reason I could not feel my arm. After surgery, they took me to the other room and gave me a couple of injections. Momentarily, I went to sleep. I woke up in the next day and thinking hopefully it was just a dream,but it’s not. I opened my eyes and saw a couple of relative looking me like a stranger. My dad came over my bed and gave me a hug and I literally started crying after thinking about the accident. I could not believe after a massive car accident I was still alive. Doctors kept in hospital couple of