My ACL by Shaelin Murphy
Three months ago my world was turned upside down. I was at a soccer game in November, and it felt like any other game. Going into it, I didn’t expect anything out of the ordinary to happen. I warmed up and got ready like usual. It was a pretty cold day, but that’s better than playing when it’s hot out. The whole game was really intense and the other team wasn’t exactly kind… to say the least. They got several yellow cards and it seemed like they were getting more mad as the game went on. Shortly after halftime is when it happened. I remember it so clearly. I was playing on the right and I was just past the middle of the field, my teammate played the ball to me and I got the other team’s 18 yard box. There was only one defender there and I kicked the ball across to my teammate. Before I could even see what happened, I felt the girl on the other team run right into the inside of my right leg. My knee twisted farther than I would have imagined possible and I heard a loud pop and I fell. It all happened so fast and I didn’t have an idea of what was going on around me. I don’t know how to describe it exactly but it was a feeling I won’t forget. On the car ride home, it felt a little better and my dad said, and I quote, “At least you didn’t tear your ACL or anything like that… you would have known.” Well, he was wrong.
The next day, I went to the doctor. He said that I sprained my MCL and possibly tore my meniscus, and if I did it would not be too bad and I would be better in less than two months. I had to get an MRI which was a weird experience. They said that the results would be sent to the doctor in less than the week. Of course, I looked up pictures of knee MRIs and compared it with mine and I thought it looked normal. About a week later, the doctor called and said that I tore my ACL and my meniscus and I would have to get surgery. I was devastated and completely shocked.
I never had surgery before this, so the experience was completely new. I wasn’t too nervous going into it. I went to the surgical center and I had to wait for like two hours before I could actually get surgery. A bunch of different doctors and nurses kept asking me to point to which knee it was and after a while I started to wonder if I even knew anymore. Finally, I went into the operating room and the anesthesiologist put a bunch of shots into my leg that burned a lot, and there was a nurse talking to me. That is the last thing I remember before waking up and feeling really tired. For the first week after getting surgery, all I did was lie on the couch and watch TV, this was probably the worst part of the whole experience, but it’s gotten a lot better since then.
Even though I’m feeling a lot better now, I won’t be able to do track this year or play soccer or even run for a while. Of course I’m not happy about this but I think that it’s important to stay positive and see the bright side. I’ve definitely learned a lot through this experience and I’m sure I’ll learn a lot more. Once I’m better, I’ll definitely appreciate running and all of the little things a lot more than I did before (even gym class). I’m getting better and it’s only a matter of time until I’ll be completely healed.
I'm sorry this happened to you. But It's cool that you know now to stay positive! I hope you're completely healed soon!
ReplyDeleteI hope the rest of your healing goes quickly.
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