One of my worst memories was in the seventh grade, which if you don't realize this, was last year. It was during the first non-intramural game of the year, against Wilmar. Our defense was on the field first, and Wilmar marched up the field and scored quickly. Then I went out with the offense.
The first play was a pass, but a Wilmar player was right there to pick it off. So now I was defense, trying to make sure he didn't run it all the way back. As I was chasing him down the sideline, I was shoved from behind. I landed hard on my wrist, but the pain didn't come immediately. At first I just thought the pain would go away in a minute or two.
But after spending the next quarter on the sideline, I realized something was probably wrong. "Huh," I thought, "It still hurts." Then I started to wonder why I couldn't twist or bend my wrist. I still didn't realize it was broken.
So in the fourth quarter, I actually wanted to go back in. "Come on," I said. "I can go back in."
"No," he said. "You could damage it even further."
Reluctantly, I listened. In the locker room after the game, it took me almost 20 minutes just to take my pads off. Every time something grazed my wrist, I would grimace like I had just hear nails scraping a chalkboard.
The next day, I went to the doctor's office. And, wonder of wonders, it was broken. Imagine that. So he put it in a red cast, which looked pretty sweet. The next day everyone at school signed it, and it was on for 6 weeks. The worst part was that I couldn't play football.
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I'd like to know what that pain felt like. Perhaps get more of the senses there at the game too- what was the day like? Sounds like you were losing- what was the mood of the game? What were your feelings? Were you angered by not being able to play? etc...
ReplyDeleteYou did a pretty good job on describing how it all happened, but i agree with ms. Clear. I would like to know what the pain felt like or what you were feeling at the time. But you also did a good job on tell what you were thinking.
ReplyDeleteI really liked your simile about the nails on the chalk board because that's what you probably looked like. You could've described more though, like it felt like, not just that it hurt.
ReplyDeleteOkay, I'm not really sure what you guys are saying. Because if you really don't know what pain feels like, you have lived a very sheltered life. Pain hurts.
ReplyDeleteOk I agree with what Ms. Clear wrote, and you can't say I don't know pain. I broke my wrist skiing. I just want to know how the pain felt, was it a sudden pain or the feeling of 100 needels be poked into that one spot.
ReplyDeleteoh that sucks. how long did u have to have it in a cast for?
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