08-29-2006, 11:01 PM
Damn my luck, today in my morning gym class we were having a really thrilling Volley Ball game for a change, I jumped to block and then I accidentally fell on the wrong place for my left feet. I sprained my ankle.
No one seemed to notice, I simply ignored the pain, as I always do. Simply kept playing. But I eventually came to feel the consequences of my ''Brave'' behaviour. It hurt a lot, and I couldn't catch a ball, my teacher noticed and asked me what was wrong. I told her: "I fell on the wrong place and I think I sprained something." She told me to sit. I did so. Then I was asked to do some simple movements to ease the pain. It still hurt.
The teacher started asking repeatedly after telling me to walk around slowly for a bit: "Want me to call your parents?" And there was when my stupid obstinate attitude came out with me, responding all the time: "I'm okay. I'm fine. No, don't call them, dad's at work and mom's with my sis for a medical check-up." She still asked me for the phone to call later. But meh...
I could have come home with a car or taxi with my parents but oh no, I had to come walking half a kilometer with a sprained ankle. Now, I'm alone at home after having a shower and using some ice for my ankle. But DAMN IT FUCKING HURTS!!! I can barely move without the pain being so annoying!
No one seemed to notice, I simply ignored the pain, as I always do. Simply kept playing. But I eventually came to feel the consequences of my ''Brave'' behaviour. It hurt a lot, and I couldn't catch a ball, my teacher noticed and asked me what was wrong. I told her: "I fell on the wrong place and I think I sprained something." She told me to sit. I did so. Then I was asked to do some simple movements to ease the pain. It still hurt.
The teacher started asking repeatedly after telling me to walk around slowly for a bit: "Want me to call your parents?" And there was when my stupid obstinate attitude came out with me, responding all the time: "I'm okay. I'm fine. No, don't call them, dad's at work and mom's with my sis for a medical check-up." She still asked me for the phone to call later. But meh...
I could have come home with a car or taxi with my parents but oh no, I had to come walking half a kilometer with a sprained ankle. Now, I'm alone at home after having a shower and using some ice for my ankle. But DAMN IT FUCKING HURTS!!! I can barely move without the pain being so annoying!
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