James J Hollywood Biography

I was thirteen, and I had just come home from a school softball game. My friend Dalton had invited my sister and I to come and swim at the neighborhood pond. My sister stayed home, but I got permission to go. After a while of swimming, Dalton looks at me claims that he’ll jump out of a tree near the bank if I jump out. Of course, I accepted my friend’s little dare and climbed into the tree, focusing on the seven-foot-deep drop-off off of the bank. Regrettably, I didn’t jump far enough. My right leg landed in the drop-off, but my left leg hit the clay, which caused all of my weight to shift to my left foot. I felt an immense pain in my ankle and started screaming while crawling over to the bank as Dalton ran to get my mom. After I finally made it to the emergency room, I found that I had broken my fibula at an upward slant, which caused the upper part of the bone to slam down into my ankle.I had completely blown out every ligament and tendon on the left side of my ankle. I had to have a plate and four screws implanted into my fibula along with the surgical repair of all of my ligaments and tendons. The entire ordeal left me extremely interested in the human body, and this interest was heightened when I had to get my appendix removed a few months later and again when I took Anatomy and

When I was four years old I fell off the bleachers and hurt myself poorly. This was a very critical condition in which hurt me in several ways. But not only I wasn’t being watched and I got told to run down the bleachers. This was just a start to everything when my head hit the cold hard ground at the softball park.

When I first started playing basketball my seventh grade year, I was playing power forward for the entire year. The team had a tournament one weekend against multiple different schools. In one of the games the team played Ottawa. Our point guard tried shooting a three-pointer and she missed. I jumped to get the rebound, and a girl from the opposing team hit me out of the air and I ended up having my ankle stepped on, causing it to break. This took me out for the rest of the tournament and the rest of the season. I was on crutches for two weeks and then I was put in a boot for a couple more weeks.

When I was in Kindergarden I got peer pressured into jumping off of one of the pieces of equipment on the playground. I ended up breaking my ankle. I’m going to tell you the story of how it all happened.

One day when I was about 8 years old I wanted to learn how to barrel race. So my uncle decided to teach me how. I was pretty small so he allowed me to use his short horse. The first day went pretty well I got on and me and my cousin went for a little ride to warm up. When it was mine turn to go around the barrels we started at a walk. Everything was going great until I pulled at her mouth to hard and she reared up. I fell off and when she turned to run away she kind of stepped on me and broke my arm. It didn’t hurt at firsts but when it did I balled into tears. So I was takin to the emergency room and they had to give me a cast, it was blue and hard like a brick.

I hopped in the skid loader and went around back and put the bucket back on it, while my mom and sister hopped in the Kawasaki gator. We went to the field that it broke in and scooped a bucket load into the back of the gator then drove it back to a spot in the horse pen so they could have food. We did this five or so times, then scooped one more load into the gator, and put the rest in the skid loader. By that time that spot was full so we were putting it into a much smaller spot that I directed my sister into. Next she dumped the hay. As she was backing up, she shook the bucket one more time pointing it straight down. At that time the 500 lb bucket jumped off the skid loader and fell plummeting towards the ground. Leaving a 4 inch indent in the ground, then falling back on my foot. Luckily it bounced back off my foot rather than staying on and us having to lift it off. My sister jumped out of the skid loader and questioned, “Are you ok?” I managed to blurt out, “Go get mom.” She ran up and got mom while I rolled around on the ground in pain. Mom and my sister came down in the car to pick me up and put me in the backseat. They took me up to the house to look at my foot (my mom was an occupational therapist), and we decided to go to the E.R. in Mason City. They gave me some crutches and we took

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.

It was right in the middle of summer and my family was going to Florida for a week the next day and I was really excited me and my brother were playing a game in my room. My sister was in her room to. My mom was walking down the stairs with a basket of clothes and then BANG! I go run over and my mom said I broke my leg. I was freaking out she said to call my dad but he was at work in Fort Wayne with is kind of far from where I live. So my dad says to call my grandpa because the live right down the street. So I called and he wasn’t home either but he

While in gymnastics, I was lined up to do my routine on the uneven bars . Since I was young and in the beginners level I had a very easy routine. After doing my routine I had to jump on to the floor to fast which ended in me twisting my ankle.My mom was called and i was taken to the hospital so they could check on my foot, which was when they confirmed that I had a sprained ankle.

One day I was just riding my scooter and my brother and I were playing cops and robbers and he always made me be the cop and I was sick and tired of it. So I tried to catch up to him and I was so close but then there was a rock and I tripped on it and I landed on my arm. It hurt so bad I was crying really loud and Brody ( my older brother ), said I was fine. My dad came out because he heard me crying and helped me up. When we got back home my mom got a water bottle from inside our house, but it wasn’t cold because we were just building our house and then later that night, like at 7:30 she took me to the hospital and I got my soft cast on.

Once I was playing on the swings in the commmuntiy park wheni decided to be stupid and jump off the swing at a high length. When i jumped, i landed on my feet and fell when i tryed to get up my hurt alot. My mom rushed over to me and asked me what was wrong. when i told her i thought i broke my foot she helped me up and rushed me to the hospital. when we got there we had to wait a couple of minutes in the room but the nurse got me ice to stop the swelling. The came in and said i needed a x-ray. She said my mom could come but i said it was all right. the room had a table and a x-ray machine on top of the room. The doctor asked me t take my shoes and socks off and lie down on the table.Three X-rays were taken (from the front, side, and at an

One hot summer day my mom, my 2 sisters, 2 step sisters, and my 2 step brothers and their mom went on a walk. Me and one of my step brothers wanted to ride a bike, and peg each other. The way we walk every time there is a huge hill to go down, and he always think it is fun the go down. My mom said “Wait for us until go down the hill” So when we finally got to the steep hill we started to go down a 3 mph and my foot got stuck in the rim of the wheel

Last year in 5th grade, we went outside for recess. I saw my friend Dylan pushing people off the balance beam, so I went over to him to play. I hopped up there on balance beam, crossed my arms and closed my eyes, then I was ready. Well not exactly, because as soon as I opened my eyes he pushed me. I hit my shin on the balance beam and my eye on my other friend Conner’s knee. It hurt so bad it felt like someone snapped my leg like a stick. All I heard was Dylan saying he was so sorry. All I saw was Conner’s knee. After that my other friend Kayden took me to to the office to get ice. That’s my shin story.

As my mom drove me to the emergency room, every bump we went over it hurt my arm. After waiting over an hour in the waiting room, the doctor took us into a room to get some x-ray done on my wrist. After another hour of waiting, the doctor came in to break the bad news. He told me that I had fractured a bone within my wrist. He told me that I needed a brace on my wrist for the rest of the summer. I was so bummed out that I couldn’t go out and do idiotic things with my friends. The rest of the summer, I spent my time sleeping, eating, and playing video games instead of being with my friends and playing

When I went to the doctors we did some tests and after all of it he told me and my grandparents that it was probably just a sprain and that i should be fine in about a week but he said he would set me up for an x ray just incase. Good thing he did because when I went the results came back possitive for a broken bone. I was so nervous and scared because I had never broken a bone before this was my first serious injury besided cutting my lip when I was a baby. So I had to set an epointment for a special ankle doctor sothat he could look at the x ray and tell me and my parents exactly what was going to happen and what I had to do. Then the doctor came into the room and told me that I would have to wear a boot for a whole month I was so mad because I was gonna have to miss a lacrosse camp with my friends that I was super exited for I was also going on vacation for a week and it was completely ruined because of it. This summer was ruined because of one flip. While I had this boot on for about the first week or two I was having some trouble getting used to it because I was supposed to wear it anytime I wanted to walk and I just wasnt used to it. After about two weekes I had no no trouble with it and to be completely honest it was kinda comfortable because of al the padding that was inside it was like stepping on a soft pillow all day.