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My body ached, and my brain was debilitated. Understanding even the simplest ideas was beginning to feel laborious. Whenever I understood how behind I was in all of my classes, my brain began to spin. Just the thought of all the lost opportunities in sports and school that I would be missing made my stomach clench. Trying to get through classes and athletics my sophomore year was strenuous after being faced with several obstacles. The first day of 10th grade was exhilarating; I finally had a feel for high school. Little did I know I would be starting one of the utmost arduous years of my life. Early in the fall of 2014 was whenever the rough streak commenced. I spent half of the volleyball season not knowing I was sick. However, …show more content…
I had been looking forward to the season and was fixed on finding a spot in the starting lineup. Despite my determination, I was out of shape after having been debilitated for the past month. During one of the drills, I became very vertiginous and fell and hit my head on the hardwood court. Immediately, I jumped to my feet and remained practicing. I finished the practice and made my way to first hour with a dizzying and distracting headache. I fought through the rest of the day, and immediately went to sleep when I arrived at home that afternoon. That next morning I awoke to the thunderous sound of my alarm. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the room twisting around me and was soon heaving over the side of my bed. I hollered down to my mom who assumed I’d caught a stomach bug. The twisting and turning of the room around me loitered for the next four days before we made the decision to take a trip back down to the clinic. After having my checkup, the doctor asked me if I had any recent blows to my head; searching through my clouded memory, I recalled my fall in basketball practice five days before. This was when I came to the realization that I would now be temporarily out of basketball as well. I had a serious concussion, and vertigo to go along with it. The thought made my eyes burn with frustration that I would be missing yet another fortuity. After a few …show more content…
Weeks had passed since I last spent time with my friends, not to mention the absences from my classes. Every class I walked into felt as though the teachers were speaking to me in a different language, and became even worse when I took home my homework. Staying extra hours in the school to get work done and receiving as much help from teachers as I could had become a daily habit. Time to relax and reconnect with my friends felt non-existent. I had fallen off the face of the earth, but it didn’t look like I would be coming back any time soon. Spring arrived and I finally felt back to normal and was caught up in all of my classes. Track season was starting and I couldn’t be more excited to finally be back in a sport and actually

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