Personal Narrative: Broken A Bone In My Heart
Have you ever broken every bone in your body?! Oh yeah, neither have I...but I did tear my ACL one time during a soccer game. I was running down the field so exhausted, I slipped rolled over the ball fell back and banged my head on the rough, scratchy turf. I fell so badly on my knee. I started getting tunnel vision, and I had a huge headache, I knew it was not long till I went unconcious. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears and head, I slowly looked down at my leg. I was not seeing the extent of my injuries because it was on the inside mostly. My adrenaline thankfully also kept me from feeling the extent of my current situation, thank goodness! Looking back at it now I realize that it was not just my ACL that I tore. Let us just say
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It left a bitter taste in my mouth, I swallowed. “Where is my mom?” I asked. "Down the hall and to the left, no don't get up I will go,” the nurse replied. A moment later she came with my mom, who was looking more ragged than me. "Are you ok?" mom said, "Yeah mom I feel fine,” I responded. She sighed a breath of relief. Walked over and collapsed into the red, velvet cushioned chair. I then pointedly turned all my attention to the nurse, who was looking at me curiously.
"How long much longer?" I asked. "Only a couple more hours, then we will give your mom the discharge papers," she responded. “Ok thank you,”--straining my eyes to look at her nametag I could make out the words E---Y. "Emily?" I asked. "No problem, just part of my job,” Emily smiled.
She then walked out of the room, and came back with another woman. She was taller with brown hair stick straight, and a different uniform still starch white. She looked down at me right away and sighed. "Your concussion was minor, and your ACL is torn, aslo you can leave, in a wheelchair no activity for a long time …show more content…
"Mom can you take me home?" I asked. "Sure,let's go now this place gives me the creeps,” she laughed. A moment later I was carrying a plastic walmart bag on my lap, with my clothes. We were slowly rolling down the hallway, passing by each door. Every emergency door had a huge industrial metal door frame when we passed over it made a certain jolt in the hallway, like going over speed bumps. “Thump,....thump" I looked down the hallway and around the corner I could see the blinding bright light of the day reflecting of the glass. I was jumpy, finally able to make it out! I closed my eyes, as we went through the glass double doors. A long time later, what seemed like forever we were finally home. Mom lifted the wheelchair out of the back and opened it up. "Alright, get on in,” she yelled from the driver's side. I reached down and grabbed her unwavering hand, she slowly helped me descend onto the driveway. She slowly rolled me inside lifted me up the one step, and finally breaking through the entrance. The house smelt like butterscotch and they floors were all sticky under the wheels. It's good to be home I thought.
I was watching TV the next sunday morning, to my surprise my mom walked in and shut it
It left a bitter taste in my mouth, I swallowed. “Where is my mom?” I asked. "Down the hall and to the left, no don't get up I will go,” the nurse replied. A moment later she came with my mom, who was looking more ragged than me. "Are you ok?" mom said, "Yeah mom I feel fine,” I responded. She sighed a breath of relief. Walked over and collapsed into the red, velvet cushioned chair. I then pointedly turned all my attention to the nurse, who was looking at me curiously.
"How long much longer?" I asked. "Only a couple more hours, then we will give your mom the discharge papers," she responded. “Ok thank you,”--straining my eyes to look at her nametag I could make out the words E---Y. "Emily?" I asked. "No problem, just part of my job,” Emily smiled.
She then walked out of the room, and came back with another woman. She was taller with brown hair stick straight, and a different uniform still starch white. She looked down at me right away and sighed. "Your concussion was minor, and your ACL is torn, aslo you can leave, in a wheelchair no activity for a long time …show more content…
"Mom can you take me home?" I asked. "Sure,let's go now this place gives me the creeps,” she laughed. A moment later I was carrying a plastic walmart bag on my lap, with my clothes. We were slowly rolling down the hallway, passing by each door. Every emergency door had a huge industrial metal door frame when we passed over it made a certain jolt in the hallway, like going over speed bumps. “Thump,....thump" I looked down the hallway and around the corner I could see the blinding bright light of the day reflecting of the glass. I was jumpy, finally able to make it out! I closed my eyes, as we went through the glass double doors. A long time later, what seemed like forever we were finally home. Mom lifted the wheelchair out of the back and opened it up. "Alright, get on in,” she yelled from the driver's side. I reached down and grabbed her unwavering hand, she slowly helped me descend onto the driveway. She slowly rolled me inside lifted me up the one step, and finally breaking through the entrance. The house smelt like butterscotch and they floors were all sticky under the wheels. It's good to be home I thought.
I was watching TV the next sunday morning, to my surprise my mom walked in and shut it