'lizbeth RAMBLES

A knot of my daily happenings, boredom posts, and venting periods. Sometimes humorous, other times, genuine. No matter what the topic, I'm sure you will enjoy reading.

Tuesday, October 25

Uh-Oh...

I went to school yesterday. I had on my Ace bandage, socks, and Nike sandles. I tried putting on my shoes, but my foot wouldn't fit inside and it hurt! so I just wore the sandles. Since it was raining and "inclimate weather" the staff had all of the kids go inside. I stood against the wall in the gym for about 5 minutes before Mr. E (the assistant principal) called me over. "Hembree, come here...Why do you have on those shoes?" I told him and he was like, "Well, you're foot should have fit because you had on low-tops". I showed him the bandage and after a little more persuasion, he told me okay and to go to the counselor, Mrs. Stroll for a pass to give to all of my teachers saying I could leave 2 or 3 minutes early from class. So, I waited in the office for about 10 or 15 minutes before she came in. She wrote the pass, I am I made it to first period just in time to do warm-ups. My ankle wasn't hurting, except a little when I made contact with the floor.

I went throughout the rest of the day, limping heavily, but making it to class alright. Well, I was late for Pre-Algebra because my class is literally on the other side of the building. Then, right at the end of the day, a girl accidently kicked me in the ankle. OWW! Needless to say, it hurt!

I went to practice and just sat on the table, sorting out permission forms, keeping score of the lay-up game, passing out balls, and watching the coach teach new plays and play adjustments. When I came home, I took off my bandage. That's when Audrey went "WOW!" My whole side of the ankle was black and blue. I showed Mom and she said, "That's not good. I'm calling the doctor." So now I have an appointment in about an hour and 45 minutes. I'm scared. If I did just twist it badly, I'm sure they will tell me to stay off it for a week, or two, or more. And if it turns out it is broken, fractured, orwhatever, I'm afraid they will tell me I can't play. Not to be pesimistic or anything, but I don't know if I could handle that. I've worked so hard to get on the team. And that would automatically move me to reserved player (again!) and I'd have to sit on the side again while my team plays without me.

So now I have been elevating it more and icing it. We got my new shoes and shorts Sunday and yesterday. What a waste of money if I can't play. But, I'll try not to think about that.... :'( We also got a $9 brace. I tried putting it on my left ankle and that was even hard to get on. And I have to try and get it on my swollen twisted ankle. That should be fun. :-)

Throughout this, I just pray God will help me give all of my worries to Him. "Be anxious for nothing..." He says. And for Him to give me courage and PACIENT, because I think everyone knows I am muy impaciente. :-D

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hang in there, Beth, you'll be fine. It is too bad, I was hoping you would get to show off your skillz at the retreat this weekend.

Remember ... RICE ... Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation. In a couple weeks, you'll be good as new.


Clint

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