Personal Narrative Essay : My First Broken Bone

My friends and I were Pokemon go hunting and I caught a lip of the concrete. I was at the courthouse with Daniel Ace Miguel and we were playing Pokemon Go.

As a young adolescent I use to play softball games all the time with my friends just for fun during the summer. During one particular summer day with my friends my first injury occurred while sliding into 2nd base. At first I did not think nothing of the injury to my ankle but when I tried to proceed to get up the throbbing began badly. The first step was to call my parents and proceed to get it checked out by my local doctor. My doctor told me I was lucky to only have sprain my ankle and not broke it. Also, he proceeds to tell me that it will take about 5-14 days for me to recover from my sprain. The way I moved forward to treat my injury would determine how long it took to heal by keeping my ankle elevated and staying off

Everyone has a memory that they could remember vividly, whether it be the best day in their life, or a wedding. My memory, involves none of that. Instead, it involves a lot of pain. Breaking my wrist for the first time, still haunts me to the this very day. I still can feel it after the incident occurred in early 2008.

One lovely afternoon I was at my indoor soccer game. I was in an indoor league with some of my friends and we were tearing every team we played. That day we were going to play against an academy team, which have very good players.I had arrived about two minutes before the game. I was pretty late because I had gone to go eat before with my brother. So because of that I didn’t start and I wasn’t warmed up either. Nathan, my coach was like “Hey man did you go sew your clothes?,” in a jokingly was because I was late. The game had begun now and it was already intense. It was back to back If I do say so. The first half was an exciting one as it was all tied up two to two. I had played about half of the half. Now came the second half, and later on I went on the pitch. Some kid and I jumped up into the air to win the ball. We both did, and when I fell down, I guess I landed on my hand the wrong way. I felt a sudden pain on my hand. My wrist was all jacked up. It was horrendous as I looked down at my hair in shock as It looked like the top of mountains.I couldn’t feel my hand, It hurt quite a lot when i attempted to move it. My teammates, the opponents, my coach, the referee, and my brother all gathered around me to see what had happened. I wasn’t crying or anything but I sure wanted to. Actually I really did haha. My brother questioned “ oh dang man, you good?,” and well I just looked at him in pain, I didn’t know what to say. When the ambulance arrived at the

Finally, the pain became too much, I felt like I was going to pass out. I then slowly raised my hand and told Mr. Reynoso that I felt really sick suddenly and had to go home. I used a phone from the office to tell my parents my dilemma and asked to bring me home. They were reluctant at first, but after some convincing, my

It was a Saturday afternoon and my sister and I were bored so we decided to race down the driveway. She was on her moped and I was on my ripstik. We started counting down three,two,one, at two Mackenzie cheated and started going down. I intended to jump into the grass, I landed in the middle of the driveway. While I was in the air I came down and landed on my side. My sister came to see what happened, she saw a puddle of blood where my elbow was, she said that it was like a person had dumped a bucket of red kool aid all over the pavement! My toes looked like my little sister creamed a bunch of red lipstick all over them. Also my waist looked like someone took a knife and cut all of the skin off. After this all happened my sister ran

My older brother Pooh Man was yelling ,’’grand lancey, grandma lancey,’’ while chasing me non-stop. And it really freaked me out and next thing u know i were running snots was just gushing out my nose, my arm was swinging everywhere and one of my shoes came off. And then i saw a fence, i thought there's my chance to get away from him. So, i ran from him and jumped; my shoes lace was untied, it got caught in the fence then my arm snapped as I hit the ground.

I then said, “I’m not sure what is wrong but I’ve been having a little pain and I can’t keep any food down.” The doctor then checked me out, took tests, and then pretty much told me that I was a crazy old lady who was imagining things. Even though that doctor didn’t believe me, I knew something was wrong. I went and tried to get other doctors to believe me, but like my doctor, no one did. After a couple days of pain and no one believing me, I then went to my daughters house and all of us headed to the Jay County Hospital.

The 22nd day of May, 2005, it was a sunny day, few clouds in the sky. It also happened to be my mom's birthday. I remember it as if it were yesterday as surprising as that may seem. It was a beautiful spring day, birds chirping and kids running around. I was playing baseball outside of my house with my friend Jake. Mom inside on the phone, completely unaware of what was going to happen next. We were playing baseball, I walked over to Jake to tell him to use a different bat and just as I walked over, he swung the bat and hit me just above the eye. My head flopped back and the tears rolled down my face. Blood oozed down my cheek as I lost perception of reality. I don’t think I was fully aware of how severe the situation was until I was in the

In the summer between my sophomore and junior year, I had started to feel agonizing pain in my lower back. After seeing a specialist and going over the MRI, I was diagnosed with Lumbosacral Disc Disorder with Radiculopathy. Overall, the MRI revealed lumbar degeneration and congenital abnormalities of the lumbar spine with spondylolisthesis and instability. The problem causes low back pain with left leg weakness and numbness. The congenital abnormality of my spine was there since birth which is very rare; however, I do not have the most severe case compared to other people diagnosed with the same problem.

We had a great plan, we decided to go explore the fourth room of the basement. Once inside we started climbing and playing with the elliptical. I looked over to the treadmill and said to jerry, “I’ve got a great idea. Why don’t we get on the treadmill with only our socks on and run as fast as the treadmill can go and then jump off.” Now jerry was only a year younger than me but he of course thought it was a great idea. So, we each took our shoes of and stood on the treadmill, the treadmill itself was relatively old and was so close to the wall. We stood there not thinking of the consequences of our actions, looked at one another and grinned a big grin. I turned the knob slowly, we started speed walking the running and running faster till we were panting, the knob was on fast burn the fastest setting on the treadmill. Jerry jumped off, me on the other hand tripped over my socks, I fell and the treadmill still on the fasts setting pushed me up against the wall my neck to the back of the treadmill and my legs bent over my head like a contortionist. I screamed and screamed. My cousin sat there in silence watching this horrid event unfold before him, all the color flushed from his body. I screamed and yelled at jerry to go get help as I attempted to reach for

“Courage is being scared to death but, saddling up anyway. –John Wayne.” Back home we live on 300 acres. So riding, and roping, on horses has always been a passion of mine. From the 3rd grade, up until my senior year of high school, I was on a horse. If I did not have class or practice that day.

February twenty-third 2010 was just a regular ordinary day. I was on my way to class on this cold February afternoon, when my phone rung. It was my cousin on the other end telling me to call my mom. I could not figure out what was wrong, so I quickly said okay and I hung up and called my mom. When my mom answered the phone I told her the message but I said I do not know what is wrong. My mom was at work and could not call right away, so I took the effort to call my cousin back to see what was going on. She told me that our uncle was in the hospital and that it did not look good. Starting to tear up I pull over in a fast food restaurant parking lot to listen to more to what my cousin had to say. She then tells me to tell my mom to get to

It all began when I was about three, and i was playing on a bench in my kitchen.You know the ones that are at the solid oak dinner tables,yeah one of those. And i went to climb up on the bench like a normal baby would.But instead when i got onto the bench it broke “Clomp! Bang!”.There was dust everywhere, it was all gray.My dad picked me up and the tip finger was stuck in the broken bench pieces and was cut off by the beach pieces.

On September 10, 2011, my life drastically changed; I was involved in a horrific car accident. It was a normal night, my dad, my step-mom, and I were on our way home from dinner. As we were crossing the intersection, a car made an illegal left turn in front of us and we hit them straight on. I was sitting in the backseat on my phone and, for the only time in my life, my seatbelt was not on, therefore, I hit my head on the chair in front of me hard. There were minimal damages for them, however, for us, the damages were crucial. I remember running out of our totaled car into the street crying, panicking, and the next thing I know, I am in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. I sustained a mild concussion, memory loss, and a bruised knee.