Personal Narrative: Why I Need Surgery

I had been cringing about day for so long. I was completely terrified to go into that room. As the door opened I was exposed to a cold draft and I could feel the dense air. The day I was told this needed to be done was horrifying, and now it’s actually happening. They rolled me over to a new bed and I looked around seeing doctors everywhere. There was a table that they rolled next to me and on it was things that I can’t even explain. They put a green mask on me with tubes going through both sides of it. They told me I’d get drowsy and all of the sudden I closed my eyes and it was happening. I was getting knee surgery.

Being a typical 9 year old, I bawled my eyes out. When I moved my arm, it hurt even more. My mom came over to see what all the commotion was all about and I told her what had gone on. I also told her that whenever I moved my arm, it hurt and it felt very weird. She told me we would have to head to the hospital in Columbus to go get an X-Ray to see if it was broken. Thankfully, this was after my older brother’s band’s performance. He came over to us, and my mom told what was about to happen and what we were about to do. He wasn’t happy, to say the least. After about 5 minutes of arguing, my brother lost and my mom took the rest of us to Columbus. As we got into the car, she told me to keep my arm as still as I could, to which I did. We didn’t go to the hospital right away, however, we went to McDonald’s instead to try and make me feel better with some ice cream. It worked, and made me feel glad, even until I got into the hospital. I had never had a broken bone before up until that point in my life, so I didn’t know what to expect. We sat in the waiting room for about 5-10 minutes, until the nurse came into the room to tell us that the doctor was waiting. We got into

The surgery I had was a pretty major surgery some could say, four though six hours and it's compared as open heart surgery. It wasn't the surgical pain though that caused me to stay there longer then i was supposed to no, it was some kind of nerve pain that even the doctors and nurses had know idea what to do. My case was so uncommon they sent me into ICU after fives days of being in pain two hours three times a day. Not knowing what to do the nurses would just shoot me up with a bunch of drugs just to calm down the pain and all I could do was watch as this was all happening while gasping for air.

That day was not pain at all. After, I broken my arm my brother pooh man jump over the fence see if i were okay. He,” eww what wrong with your arm it's all green and it looks broken, you should go in the house.I replied, My arm is not broken i'm just tired. So, then went home to go to sleep. as, i were sleeping i felt someone sit on my arm. I woke up quickly i was really sweating also. It was my sister that sat on my arm and it hurted really bad. She said,” brother are you okay, what's wrong with your arm, it looks green and swollen; Then she felt my head and told me that i had fever.’’

“At first I didn’t think it was that serious, I thought the BB pellet had just irritated my eye,” Matthew said.

I had my fourth knee surgery this past winter and my goal is to let go of my fear. I have one more sports season left before graduation. If I complete the full season, it will be the first time since my sophomore year that I have done so. I know that I will not be able to achieve the goal of playing a full season without letting go of my fear, and after four consecutive seasons on the sidelines I have come to fear more then just injury. I have come to fear not having the talent to play at the high school varsity level. I fear that the coaches will only see my as a injury waiting to happen and not as an athlete. I fear a season spent worrying about what could happen oppose to whats happening in the moment. I fear another season on the sidelines.

My first week went really well! I was definately both nervous and excited on the first day. I was nervous because I wasn't sure how the clinic would run and I quickly learned that it is a very fast paced clinic. My CI sees patients every 15 minutes and he is both the only PT there and the owner of the clinic. I have been learning a lot about PT treatments as well as the buisness side of the PT clinic. He has a lot of PT aides that help with exercises and setting patients up with ice and stim ect. The fast paced clinic was definately something I had to get used to. I was a little overwhelmed when we would just start with a patient and a new patient would walk in the door. However, there is a very good flow in the clinic and everyone is always

Katlynn was out of the hospital after about a week and a half. All of us girls cleaned the house spotless upon her arrival. That may not sound like much, but we were young girls that lived on a farm, so being messy was pretty much our thing. Katlynn came home and we all showered her with hugs. The first week she was home we watched her like a hawk, trying not to make it noticeable. Since Kate got out of the hospital she has to take pills every morning and night, and she had to make a trip to Mason city twice a year. Today she only goes once a year because she hasn’t suffered a seizure since. There have been a few scares here and there, though. It’s been seven and a half years since that terrible day, and Kate’s doing great. She is at the age

It all began with excruciating pain in my right shoulder, then came many amount doctors, and finally devastating news, I was going to have to have surgery. The news hit me like a semi-truck, I had to face my worst fear on January 27, 2016. When people first heard of my unfortunate situation they would pity for they knew what happens to softball players after surgery. Surgery is one of the hardest things to come back from in the softball world. Most players do not come back from arm surgery because it is a long and painfully process. This information terrified me, I loved softball it was my passion the idea of it being taken away from me broke my heart. I could not face the facts,therefore, I pretended my surgery date would never come. I took

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.

One of the biggest challenges I faced in my life was dealing with scoliosis at a young age and then later having to get a spinal fusion surgery at the age of thirteen. I was diagnosed with Scoliosis at the age of nine by my Doctor at a routine check up. At that point, she had told me that I needed to start seeing an Orthopedic Surgeon to help keep an eye on my back; she checked how much it was curved. It had started out as a twenty six degree curve, then later it had shifted to a thirty two degree curve at the age of eleven. My surgeon had said that I most likely wouldn’t need surgery until I was at least eighteen.

It was early one sunny saturday, usually when I wake up. It was very windy. The trees were shaking back and forth. The sun was so dimm it did not light up the sky at all.Somewhere behind us was cars in the background for a long time, and itdidn't stop. I could hear them from under my fuzzy blanket. And then a coyote joined in. They sang out cars, and coyotes for a long time. Then their sounds faded away like a quiet dream.

It all started the day when my dad bought me a knife for my birthday. Well I ended up in the ER, here’s how. So we were on the way back to my mom’s house and all my siblings were playing tag, but I didn’t really want to play because I wanted to use my new knife. Then I got dragged into playing we were outside for a good two hours, but when we finally finished my step dad let me go to the back yard and cut a stick. So I was having fun for a good 5 minutes, but all of the sudden the knife slid back and cut open my hand, I knew immediately I was going to the doctor because you could see the bone and fat hanging out of my finger. So I called my mom and told her I cut my finger all she said was

I woke up in the middle of the night and as I go down the hall, there I see in the living room, my dear mom. Awake in the middle of the night watching television as she cannot seem to find sleep. She suffers from insomnia, meaning she is unable to fall asleep or stay asleep at night. For as long as I can remember when my brother and I were little my mom was always very active. She was always on the go and was usually non-stop, very hardworking. It was up until about 11 years ago, she had a work-related accident and injured her lower back. She went to doctor after doctor to try and relieve her pain, but never seem to find it. I was in my high school years and those years teens always think they know it all and do not always pay attention to

I frowned, contemplated my mom as she danced around the doctor’s words, searching for a simpler way of saying something that I already understood. My spine was not straight and if I didn’t get the brace, then it would continue to curve for certain, but with the brace I had a chance of stalling the inevitable outcome of surgery.