Physical Pain Research Paper

Facing life changes due to unforeseen health problems that occur can be challenging. The author in the story, The Body Broken, had fractured her C2 through an automobile accident at a young age of 19. Her story is a remarkable journey of trials, which she continues with daily struggle to function.

My freshman year of high school I broke the Scaphoid and growth plate in my right wrist while playing in a basketball game. I didn’t know that it was broken for two weeks and I played in three of four basketball games with my broken dominant hand. I found that is was probably broken the Monday before Christmas. On Christmas Eve I was told that I would be put in a cast for the entire Christmas break and on January 3rd we would find out if it was really broke. Sure enough we came back and told that I would have to be in a cast for six to eight weeks. I was pretty devastated and upset that I would be out for the rest of the season, it had barely begun. I was staying pretty optimistic about it because it would give me a chance to work on my weak hand, it was my left, and make it stronger. I still went to practice and worked as hard as I could hoping that the coach’s

Have you ever felt the pain and misery of breaking a bone or maybe two. Well, I have I broke my wrists snowboarding in 6th grade and I had many challenges along with it. After I felt the terrible, unbearable, pain of breaking two bones. After breaking my wrists the rest of the day was terrible. I couldn't eat supper that night and I also couldn't sleep.

Next, they put me in a different room upstairs to take some x-rays, they figured out that I had 2 fractures (so practically broken!) They put an enormous cast on my arm that went all the way down to my elbow and I had to wear that for 2 weeks or something like that. After a while of having it on, my arm got numb and I couldn’t feel my hand! When we got traveled back after the 2 weeks they gave me another cast. The difference was that it was smaller and only went down to my wrist also my 2 fingers (pinky and ring) were at a 90 degree angle. They told me “Wear that one for another

It all started freshman year when I was playing football. It was the worst day of my sports career that I have ever experienced in my life. It was the first play in my high school football career and it was a punt. I ran down the field and made the tackle. As I was making the tackle someone hit my elbow and they broke it. I went to the hospital and they put me in a cast for four weeks. After the four weeks were over the doctor took my cast off and said everything was fine. The rest of the year it felt good. Then the next

“Tough times never last, but tough people do.” The refusal of my arm made me discern this intimately. It all started as I stepped onto the soccer field, ready to win. Approximately thirty minutes into the game, the opponent’s attacker was charging towards our goal. All I could think about was stealing the ball from him, which I managed to do, but something terrible happened. I fell and landed on my left shoulder. I was immediately rushed to the hospital, where I went in and out of consciousness due to the extreme pain. Keep in mind that this is in Ethiopia, where medical care is not exactly timely and pain control is not a priority. After what seemed like forever, the diagnostic test confirmed that my clavicle was completely shattered.

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 my sister was in middle school (6th grade), she fell to the ground while she was playing with her friends during the lunch break. Her right hand started to swell and it was hurting her, but she didn’t realize that it was a bone fracture. When she got back home, I saw her swelling hand so I went ahead and applied an ice back to the injured area. By using a bandage, I was able to stabilize her hand to her neck and called 911 to seek immediate medical care. A wrist fracture was the result of the examination and the x-ray. Later on, an orthopedic doctor applied a cast on my sister’s hand and told her to keep it safe, dry, and clean. Four weeks later, the doctor removed the cast after taking another x-ray that showed the bones in their normal

I was playing on the ring at with a firepole. I was going to sit on the edge. I went and tried to get up but when I It all happened I got kicked by someone on not on purpose. I ran to my friend “HELP” “I NEED HELP JAZZ”. We ran all the way to the reassess Ads they started to freak out. I thought I would die. Then they side get inside stati I ran to the nurse “ Help please”. The nurse checked out my arm and she side “you need to get a cast”. I cried my eyes out i thought i would have it on for ever. My mom Came and picked me up and took me out the the E.R. then after we get there they do x-rays and 1 hour and 30 minutes until it came back. Then they said “you popped it out of place and Then they said “ if you fell 5 feet more higher

When you break a bone it’s not very fun. When I broke my collarbone I couldn’t do anything for myself. Someone had to carry my books and had to write my stuff down. The worst thing was I couldn’t play sports like football and baseball I had to watch which I really hated. I couldn’t even get dress fully by myself that honestly really sucked. So, before you go out and do something dumb think twice about it because you could be the next one to break a bone. It’s not very fun.

Trying out for cheering with a cast on was very nerve racking. My cast got in the way of everything that I had going on at that time, summer was right around the corner, I had a dance recital in a few days, and cheering tryouts were in a week. My cast was holding me back. I got up at six o’clock in the morning every Friday for a month because I had doctors appointments every week. I couldn’t go swimming with my friends when they asked me and I couldn’t go camping when my friends asked me.

I tried to rack every memory of watching my sister dislocating her hip and tried to remember how the doctor treated it. I lied her on her back and figured to give her my dental floss to bite on. After a numerous tries to grip her hand, I finally gave her reassurance that she would be okay. I had no idea what I was doing but I could not abandon her on the floor. I placed my foot on her torso and griped her arm above her elbow and held her hand. Slowly I pulled out and I felt where the head of the humerus should have been, and pushed it back in. I never prayed before, but I prayed to anyone who was listening to reassure me that I did something right. She froze and exhaled many breaths of relief. By the time we went to the doctor, they reassured me the swelling was normal and told me I did

We go straight into my middle school memories. During this time I had two major scars that made my first two years of middle school dreadful. They changed my outlook on school and my overall physical appearance. They made me have a cast almost the whole time through these years. The first injury is the roller skating accident. In my first year of middle school I was looking to do everything cool everyone else did, so I went roller skating with my brother because the popular group did. We got there at around six in the afternoon, and we skated for about two hours. Within those two hours I fell from being cut off, when I was cut off I fell to the ground but my ankle went one way and my leg when the other. I crawled to the side of the rink and cried on the ground. After a little bit my brother came off the ice and told me to get up because I was embarrassing him. He made me walk through the parking lot on a broken ankle and I walked on it for three days after that. That experience made me fear ice and skating rinks and also fear not getting a bone checked

Bringing my elbow near my face to see what was causing such an excruciating pain, I gasped in horror. My bone was dislocated, and a crater-like gap in my skin replaced where the bone should have been. As a natural instinct, my body wanted to remove the horrifying image from my brain. Panicked and uncertain of what to do, I straightened my arm. The slightest crack was perceived by my ears as my bones grinded against each other and popped back into my joint. A nearly unbearable pain was dispensed throughout my left arm. Bending my arm at a ninety degree angle and clutching my left elbow with my right hand, I showed a moment of weakness and began to cry.

I was on cast for one month . My appointment with the specialist then arrived , it was a few days after my holiday trip . I then went to KK Hospital and got my cast removed as the specialist confirmed that there was no hairline fractures or what not it was only an inflamed tendon and the impact of the fall that cause it to swell . I felt so happy after my cast was being removed , but at the