The Most Challenging And Challengingly Degrading Challenges Of My Life

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People say you don't know what you've got until it's all gone. At 14, I learned this to be true in the most challenging and mentally degrading obstacles of my life. Bringing me down to the lowest point in my life and forcing me to realize you must work hard for everything in life. Looking back on this patch in my life, you may think that I would have wished it ever happened, but I'm grateful to have been able to learn my true grit.
March 7, 2015. The day my life turned upside down. It was a cold and sunlit Saturday morning for my neighborhood friends to “hang out”. A trampoline park had just opened named the launching pad near my house in North Raleigh, and my friends and I were hoping to be able to go that day. After a short planning period
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I quickly realized I would not be able to get help or even stand. I was rushed to the hospital where I spent the most agonizing night of my life undergoing a rare and challenging surgery for my type of displaced fracture on top of the removal of a critical muscle compartment on my shin. Minutes before surgery, I was told by my orthopedic surgeon the probable outcome of my surgery, “we hope to restore your walking to a slight limp, but were not confident about What future strenuous activity your leg will be able to handle”. I awoke from surgery with an eerie sensation of previous sweat from vigorous exercise coupled with the inability to move the lower parts of my body due to a long-lasting nerve blocker. Over the course of the next three weeks, my patience was tested by having to lay on the couch and meticulously plan each movement I did to decrease my time with my leg below my heart for circulation. Nothing seemed to get better, and the doctors all had stagnant news on the progress of my recovery. I had to watch my friends run around outside as I lay like a prisoner in jail. I lay there like a paused movie, I laid there lifeless. Existence faded from an exciting adventure to a collection of meaningless activities only trying to keep me occupied until I lost interest and fell …show more content…
Progression was slow, and life settled into a detached state where little interest in activities become the norm for me. Everything changed on a Wednesday night in April when I was told to try and stand on my leg for the first time in over 40 days. With a reluctant place of my right foot on the ground and an overwhelming tingling sensation of each nerve relearning what it feels like to bear your body weight, I was momentarily free from the torture that had plagued me for so long. It was the little things that kept me going, The little things that the everyday person doesn't cherish, the little things were my inspiration. That glimpse into the future overwhelmed me with inspiration, and I knew I couldn't give up if I wanted to reach my goal of freedom. I was determined not to let this obstacle get in the way of my future. I excelled in my physical therapy program, despite some falls which almost lead me to be readmitted back into the hospital. I guess I was just bad with crutches. After almost four weeks of hearing “next exercise, one more set, next exercise” I sort of relearned how to walk as well as increased the size of my shriveled calf by 25

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