I had surgery on the eleventh of November, to repair my ACL and meniscus both ligaments in my right knee. A freak accident it was none the less, ruining my last chance to play high school football or any high school sports for that matter. I was highly looked upon to help lead my team to another divisional championship. Without me there to be a leader and showing my support at practice, I felt like it affected the team negatively. As I constantly gave them hope of a return they neglected the fact that with or without me they were always good and just needed to stick together and compete. Sadly the highlander’s season was cut down short losing to Saint Peter Marian in the second round of the playoffs.
Once the surgery was over I woke up all lost and drained like a vampire sucked my blood. I was in so much pain, my right thigh which they had pulled my hamstring from to replace my ACL was burning. The nerve block that had been given to me prior to the surgery didn’t work on the underside of my leg, leaving me with unbearable pain. I’ve done an ACL repair before but it wasn’t the same feeling the second time around. I’ve been home lying in bed melting away from civilization and there’s nothing I can do about it. For someone who …show more content…
All I could think about is what I would do next, do I keep playing football or do I just call it quits. The sport that I love playing and would put my entire body through hell, had changed my life and thought process. I remember sitting in the car crying because it hit me that playing division 1 football would probably be out of the question. Not that the NFL was ever a passion of mine but getting a scholarship was always the number one mission. Now there was no other choice but to focus up in school and get my priorities fixed. Everyone always told me I should have a backup plan, but it was hard because I didn’t know what I wanted to be or
Once the surgery was over I woke up all lost and drained like a vampire sucked my blood. I was in so much pain, my right thigh which they had pulled my hamstring from to replace my ACL was burning. The nerve block that had been given to me prior to the surgery didn’t work on the underside of my leg, leaving me with unbearable pain. I’ve done an ACL repair before but it wasn’t the same feeling the second time around. I’ve been home lying in bed melting away from civilization and there’s nothing I can do about it. For someone who …show more content…
All I could think about is what I would do next, do I keep playing football or do I just call it quits. The sport that I love playing and would put my entire body through hell, had changed my life and thought process. I remember sitting in the car crying because it hit me that playing division 1 football would probably be out of the question. Not that the NFL was ever a passion of mine but getting a scholarship was always the number one mission. Now there was no other choice but to focus up in school and get my priorities fixed. Everyone always told me I should have a backup plan, but it was hard because I didn’t know what I wanted to be or