The one event in my life I want to remember is the day I shattered my kneecap. I was working out with my brother at a boxing gym that was close to our house. We would usually lift weights for about two hours, but my brother wanted us to do this exercise that would be doing jumping jacks on these huge tires behind the building. I seen no problem with it so I got a big tire and started doing jumping jacks. I did about six jumping jacks until I fell off the tire mid jump. I landed on another big tire that cushioned my fall. When I tried to get up for this big tire, my right leg wouldn’t move. I told my brother “ I can't get up.” My brother stopped what he was doing to help me get up. My brother offered me a ride back to the house. I said “Yeah, I better get go home.” He helped me to the back seat of his forerunner and he drove me home. …show more content…
Our mom came to us to ask us to how our days were, but all that came out was “What happened.” I told her “I feel no pain but for some reason it hurts to move it.” She then asked “why does is look so swollen?” I looked down to find that my knee was the size of a cantaloupe. I said “It must be from the fall.” She then insisted that I go to the hospital. I disagreed because I felt the doctor would agree with me that it nothing to be concerned about. My mom then forced me to go the hospital to get it checked out. It took us about forty minutes to get there, and when we got to talk with the doctor, he told me he has to get it x-rayed. I didn’t mind it until I had to lay sideways on my injured
One of the funniest wrecks i had was right after i gt my new dirt bike it was on christmas day and i thought i could go faster then what i should be going and then i was going through a curve and the next thing i know i'm on the
...d my sister screaming my name. I got out of the golf-cart and thanked the man and went to our little black rental car, where my dad was getting my little brother into his car seat. When we got to the car, I explained to everyone what had happened, still out of breath, and my dad said, “Wait, you were lost?” He did not even notice I was gone.
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Most doctors agree that the dehumanization in the clinical setting can lead to the loss of a patient because of the lack of respect they are given. That is a great incentive for doctors to try to get to know their patients and make them feel as comfortable as possible. When a patient attends a teaching hospital where aspiring doctors exam patients in groups, there is no real reward for them learning personal information about the patient. They will move on to start their own practice and probably never see the patient again. However, just because the patients are at a teaching hospital does not make them any less important, so how can medical school programs promote patient-physician relationships when the physician has nothing to gain?
“I think I will Jack, watch this.” I said challenging him. I got ready for for the super bounce, I jumped and bam! I jumped so high I got out of the trampoline and into the into the ice cold pool of water. The pain I was experiencing was the worst pain I had felt in years.
My dad explained to me that my femur was broken and that I have to wear a cast until it heals. But something was not right in my leg, I felt it, it still hurt like it was out of place. My dad took me to the doctor and told him that the surgery that was done to me was not right, the bones didn’t connect to each other. They had to perform two more surgeries on my leg to make it right. One surgery to take the bone out from where it was and other one right way to connect it and to let it heal
I wasn’t afraid to go see the Doctor, because I thought I knew what was wrong. I was told it would only take up to four weeks to heal. Dr. Ellis told me the same thing that Ozzy did, but I got an x-ray first, just to make sure there were no fractures or broken bones.
In the summer of 1995 I woke up in the middle of the night screaming in pain and holding my knee. My mom discovered a large lump bulging out the side of my right knee. The next morning my parents took me to the E.R. where they told us it was "growing pains" and thus sent us on our way with 200 mg of ibuprofen. That summer I was excited to join my first softball team. I soon found out I had to sit out on a lot of games because I was hurting. As a result my parents presumed I was making it up and thought I didn't want to play softball anymore.
As a little girl, I was always known as the child who gets hurt almost all the time. I could never escape an injury even if my life depended on it. There was one incident that occurred that my parents and I still disagree on till this day. It all started one day when my brother and I were playing in our room after a long day at our uncle’s house for a family gathering. After playing for a while, my brother and I decided we both would like something sweet to eat, so we went to ask our mother for some ice cream. When our mother said we could get some, my brother and I jumped for joy and I went to retrieve the sweet substance. I was so excited about getting ice cream that I ran down the stairs to go get it. My journey down the stairs was not the easiest and ended in a lot of ...
This wreck brought my brother and I closer together, made me more cautious and protective of my two younger brothers, and taught me a lesson. It had changed my life forever. That day, my brother and I were on the four wheeler. I was driving and my brother was in front of me. He grabbed onto my arm that was pushing the throttle and my hand went forward, so the throttle got stuck
We loaded the van, and then we set off to go home. The trip home was pretty quiet. We stop a few times and my Mom always says “We’re almost there, guys.” I’m so glad I did. Well, after many, many grueling hours, we finally arrived home!
When I was at school I broke my wrist. My friends and I were playing on the slide and I fell off into the dirt and landed on my wrist. When I heard “crack”, I knew something was wrong and needed to go tell the teacher. Holding my wrist I ran to Mrs.Kathy and told her that something was wrong with my wrist. We ran to the nurse because she thought it was severely damaged based on the way it was dangling. An ice pack was put on my wrist to control the swelling. My dad was given a phone phone call and was told that I had hurt my self on the playground. Rushing from work my dad was to coming get me and on the way he picked up my brother from high school, they later arrived at the elementary school. We hastily went to the emergency room because my wrist was getting sizeably larger. By the time we achieved our destination, my mom was waiting patiently for us.
We drove down the road, there was little traffic even with it being rush hour, and we arrived at my house quicker than it took to get to the hospital.
The car accident will always be a major moment in my life because of what it showed me. That accident gave me visual proof that God has a plan for everyone and everything has a reason or hidden message. Just when I was coming to a point in my life where I was beginning to see where I fit in at school, it reminded me to cherish every moment has though it was my last, because I don’t know when it’ll be over.
This event greatly affected me, both emotionally and physically. My dad was in the hospital in a lot of pain because he shattered the two most painful bones to break and I could not go see him because of my work schedule and because I had to watch my sister. Finally, after four long days I saw him. Even though he is my dad, I must say he was a mess. He could not move at all, and when he tried to he was in a lot of pain.