All my life I had participated in baseball. During a game, I was running down the baseline when parents from my team noticed I was limping. They informed my mother who waited for me to come back to the dugout. She asked me if I was hurting at all and I told her no which worried her. She later scheduled me an appointment with the doctor who referred us to a specialist.
It took a few weeks for an availability with a specialist. During that time the limping became progressively worse and I had begun to feel pain. After a few hours being examined, the doctor determined I had Legg-Calve Perthes Disease and I would spend six weeks in a body cast. The Doctor told us most …show more content…
The thought of being independent again was the first thing I could think of. I had the notion I was going to walk right out of the doctor’s office on my own, sadly I was mistaken. During the six weeks the muscles in my legs, from a lack of use, became extremely weakened. I was still stuck in that damn wheelchair. The doctor ordered me to attend physical therapy to increase my strength to walk again and also told my parents to force me to walk by whatever means necessary. Physical therapy was a waste of time, but the most intimidating and scary part was my parents forcing me to walk. I was scared if I walked it would hurt or I would fall. My dad forced me to hold on to the end of a belt as he would pull the other end slowly. I broke down numerous times from fear. Eventually, I began walking and life became easier, I was able to return to school and partly live a normal