Have you ever thought how tedious it would be to only have one arm? I didn't until I only had one arm... Last night I payed the price for playing hero.
CRRRAAACCKKKK!!! came the ball off the bat. Line drive down the third base line. I dove to try and catch it, but I missed. As I came down on the ground I hear RRRRIIIIIP! I can't move my arm... I start to cry knowing that something is wrong and we are only one inning away from winning our first game.
"Something's wrong," I hear someone say... Oh great I think to myself. Maybe I can shake it off, but when I try to move it only hurts worse. My team mates came running over and tried to bandage me up.
Millie, who works in physical therapy starts to ask questions. "I think you may have torn your rotator cuff." CRAP! Are you serious??? The ride to the hosiptal was forever long because I felt every bump in the road and I had to think about the worst: surgury, rehab, the rest of my summer gone.
In the emergency room when the doctor finally came in, it took him about 30 seconds to diagnose a dislocated shoulder. "We're going to give you a concious sedation and put it back into place." Cool I thought, whatever you have to do to make this pain go away.
Drugs will make you say funny things, but I didn't care because when I woke up I felt so much better. I am now stuck in this stupid sling and can only type with one hand. There are many thoughts I have had, but you will have to wait because this is quite tiresome. Cherish and take care of all your appengdages because when they are gone, it sucks.
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