When I was 6 I broke my femur, which is one of the most hardest bones in your body, when I was goat karting. I had just gotten a new goat kart a few months ago. It was yellow with blue stripes on it, and the seat was uncomfortable.The seat was made of fiberglass, so it would not move while you were on the kart, and it had blue fabric over it. I loved that goat kart. I had always shared with my brother, and I hated it. I always wanted to go on the track while he was in the goat kart. Now it was different. I had my own goat kart, and I could go whenever I wanted. My always worrying mom, had told me to be careful, and to not hurt myself. I guess her prayers to not let me get hurt did not work. “Daddy, I’m going to go out onto the track now!
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because I had just broke my brand new goat kart. My dad, after 15 minutes of me sitting there crying, had realized that he had not seen me pass in a while. He then went looking for me, and walked around the track, being careful not to get hit. He then found me, and he carried me back to the truck. He then called my mom, who was at work at the time.
“Hey Mary, sorry to call you while you are at work, but Allison got hurt. I think she might have broke her leg, but I’m not very sure. I am taking her to the nearest hospital. Please call me once you can call back. Bye love you,” My dad said as he was very worried, and trying to talk to me. Now, my always very worried mom, had brown hair with highlights. Her hair was very curly, and it was weird that I did not get her hair, and that I got perfect straight hair. She had to die her hair, because for the longest time, her hair would turn gray. She is about 5’8, and she always would have a blue shirt on with a black vest with pens, and a name card that said Mary.
My mom was at work, and she went on break, so she checked her brand new purple flip phone, that was the newest phone at the time. She saw she got a voicemail from my dad, …show more content…
Lutheran Hospital. Yes, that is far away, but it is the nearest one.”
“Okay. I will be there in 2 hours.”
All I remember when I got to the hospital is that I was put into a wheelchair, because I couldn’t walk. I then got wheeled into a room and got put on a table. The room had windows, so I could see what was happening. My dad, and my brother were waiting with me, until my mom got here. My mom shortly got here and she went straight into the room, and sat right down next to me. I saw that she had a very worried look on her face. All I can remember for the next few hours, is that I kept falling asleep, and waking up.
I needed to go to Children's Hospital, because the hospital I was at did not treat kids. I had to take an ambulance there, which I thought was the coolest thing ever, but it was not because it cost a lot of money. When they first told me, I had to get on a stretcher, and they had to put me in the ambulance.
When they put me in the ambulance, they had to raise the stretcher into the ambulance, and they said, “Okay, Allison. We are going to lift you up into the ambulance. We have to pick up the wheels, and it will just feel like an
because I had just broke my brand new goat kart. My dad, after 15 minutes of me sitting there crying, had realized that he had not seen me pass in a while. He then went looking for me, and walked around the track, being careful not to get hit. He then found me, and he carried me back to the truck. He then called my mom, who was at work at the time.
“Hey Mary, sorry to call you while you are at work, but Allison got hurt. I think she might have broke her leg, but I’m not very sure. I am taking her to the nearest hospital. Please call me once you can call back. Bye love you,” My dad said as he was very worried, and trying to talk to me. Now, my always very worried mom, had brown hair with highlights. Her hair was very curly, and it was weird that I did not get her hair, and that I got perfect straight hair. She had to die her hair, because for the longest time, her hair would turn gray. She is about 5’8, and she always would have a blue shirt on with a black vest with pens, and a name card that said Mary.
My mom was at work, and she went on break, so she checked her brand new purple flip phone, that was the newest phone at the time. She saw she got a voicemail from my dad, …show more content…
Lutheran Hospital. Yes, that is far away, but it is the nearest one.”
“Okay. I will be there in 2 hours.”
All I remember when I got to the hospital is that I was put into a wheelchair, because I couldn’t walk. I then got wheeled into a room and got put on a table. The room had windows, so I could see what was happening. My dad, and my brother were waiting with me, until my mom got here. My mom shortly got here and she went straight into the room, and sat right down next to me. I saw that she had a very worried look on her face. All I can remember for the next few hours, is that I kept falling asleep, and waking up.
I needed to go to Children's Hospital, because the hospital I was at did not treat kids. I had to take an ambulance there, which I thought was the coolest thing ever, but it was not because it cost a lot of money. When they first told me, I had to get on a stretcher, and they had to put me in the ambulance.
When they put me in the ambulance, they had to raise the stretcher into the ambulance, and they said, “Okay, Allison. We are going to lift you up into the ambulance. We have to pick up the wheels, and it will just feel like an