Personal Narrative: The Day I Break My Illness

I still remember the day like it happened yesterday, the day I broke my ankle. I can still recall the popping sound my bone made when it snapped in two, and the immediate rush of pain that swarmed my body. This was the first time, and hopefully the last, that I’ve ever broken a bone; the incident occurred about five years ago during the summer, and is still one of the most painful moments of my life. I immediately went to visit an orthopedist, who, upon the first examination assured me I wouldn’t need surgery. The orthopedist took X-rays, and of course with my luck, came back ten minutes later and stated, “you definitely need surgery as soon as possible.” I was scheduled for surgery to operate the same week. Until that point, I’ve never had …show more content…
After a month passed, I exchanged my wheelchair for crutches. The switch to crutches didn’t make life any easier. The crutches were just another mountain I had to climb to learn to walk with them, and they weren’t comfortable either. After exchanging my wheelchair for crutches I was taught how to navigate with them as if I was like learning to walk for the first time again. As the months creeped by, I eventually visited my orthopedist again who asked me to put my crutches down and walk on both feet; until that point I was too scared to attempt to walk without crutches as I feared I would cause more damage, and just like that I was walking again! That summer opened up my eyes, and I gained a new perspective for people with disabilities. Ever since being in that position of limited mobility, I have learned what people with disabilities go through; I now feel empathy for them, and for that reason try to assist those with disabilities every chance I get. This experience also taught me a more important lesson about life: anything could happen to anyone, and one must never take anything in life for granted, no matter how minuscule it may