Personal Narrative: A Little Out Of Place

It was a normal day in New York city. I was playing basketball with my friends in the park. When I went up for a dunk, and I got fouled and flipped around and snapped my leg. My friends were saying “get some help now.” While was setting down on the floor crying, holding my leg. When my friends called the ambulance for help.

When that moment came i was running through the town of Waukee, Iowa with my friends. i jumped a fence when i felt and heard that pop. It was a familiar feeling, i remembered it from the first time my ACL tered, i remembered how its the worse pain i have ever felt. i was yelling “Guys, wait up!” as i sat down on the soggy grass holding my knee, thinking “not this again”. i wondered if i would ever fully recover, if messing around was really worth it. I spent the whole night wondering.

“I heard my knee pop, and immediately knew something was wrong. I just fell, and it hurt really bad for a few minutes, then I felt fine,” Abby Christensen explained.

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

I was eight months old when my chubby little body broke its strongest bone. Being my outgoing, curious self I was beginning to become more and more comfortable with the edges of my parents bed. With my brother not paying attention, I decided to test my knowledge of life. The result of me falling to the ground is captured in photographs, a chubby kid with a groin high blue cast, sitting on top of the same bed.

I got up and tried to walk it off but something didn't feel right. I felt as though my knees had turned to jello. I sat down on the bench and removed all of the medical tape to find that my knees were covered in blue and black bruises. I started to panic

When I finally finished everything it was almost 9:00 pm and I had school the next day. I couldn’t wait to tell everyone what happened and how it happened. I was excited for everyone to sign my cast. So I went to get in bed. I had to find a position that was still comfortable, but not lying on my arm. I remember thinking,

As I sat there and let the doctor examine my knee and diagnosis me with a “left knee sprain”. I started to cry. I already knew the outcome that I had a torn ACL (anterior cruciate ligament). I tried to continue to play on it until one time I was playing in a tournament, and I went up to block a girls shot and landed on my

I stumbled through the door and immediately fell to my knees crying. I curled up on the floor begging someone to take away my pain. I screamed, literally and metaphorically, for help. I needed someone to understand the feeling of doom and drowning and emptiness and lifelessness that tormented me.

I flipped back. I got so many butterflies in my stomach. I landed on my feet. It was so fun! We did it over and over again. I ran up to do it again but unfortunately this would be my last time walking up to the bed. I walked up to the bed, got on the headboard, then I was suddenly scared. I sat there for a minute. My sister Colaine was getting impatient, so she pushed me off and yelled,”GO!”. All I remember after that is that I screamed and landed on my arm. I was crying and screaming. I looked at my arm and it was bent. I remember a heater vent was on the floor next to me and all I could do is stare at it. My sisters just sat there and watched me. My parents ran in and grabbed me. My dad examined it and he thought I was fine. My mom thought it was broken but my dad did not so we did not go to the doctor that day. I do not remember what we did for the rest of the

I was staying at Morgan’s house for the day. We were playing on her indoor trampoline, and suddenly I had a bright idea. I would jump on the trampoline, while jumping on a ball. This, as you can imagine, didn’t turn out so well. I fell over and hit the right side of my forehead. Thankfully my parents had just arrived to pick me up. My dad hurried and put me in his

Consequently, I had tripped elbow and knee first. I had taken the hardest, most painful fall I probably have ever had. I was in so much pain I didn’t want to move an inch. My siblings then came to a halt

I still remember the date it was May 4, 2012. I was playing kickball in gym class at school when I suddenly had a sharp pain in my left leg and it swelled up. At first I wasn’t sure what had happened all I knew is that it hurt. I later found out that I had fractured my tibia right below my knee. I was upset about it when it first happened because it required a cast which meant I had to rest it for about 2 months.

Honestly , it was my first time going to the Accident and Emergency department i was scared and worried about what will happen to my wrist and how will my parents react .While my teacher was doing all the registration i sat there in state of shock . It was really a blessing having my best friend by my side comforting me and constantly telling me everything will be alright . I was then called to do some X-RAYS before consulting the doctor . My parents finally came and just right it was my turn to consult the doctor , my mother then went in together with me . The doctor was then examining my X-RAYS that i took before consulting him . My heart was beating very very fast as I am a right hander and i need my right hand to do many things . Finally the doctor spoke , he said that there was no obvious or major fractures shown in my X-RAYS but i have to put an temporary cast on my hand. He then referred me to a specialist at KK Children Bone Specialist to ensure there was no hairline fracture or any small minor fractures .

Suddenly the light turned off, my heart was racing. On the inside I’m freaking out, but on the outside I was silent and pretending that everything was ok but it is