Acl Common Application

Laying on the ground face down with a strange immense pain in my knee, I knew in the back of my mind that something was wrong. I tossed off my helmet and looked up into the stands and saw the faces my parents and the fans who had more than a concerned look on their faces. My trainer soon rushed over to my side and started to work with me as I tried moving my knee, which was extremely hard to do. Eventually my trainer and a fellow teammate helped me off the field. I dreaded the worst as each step I took grew in pain and difficulty.
As the weeks dragged along I couldn’t wait any longer to get an answer as of what had happened to my knee and how long I would be out of the game I truly loved playing every day and worked hard to succeed in. Finally I got my answer that I had wanted the most but at the same time hoped that it was not. I had a complete tear in my ACL and partial tear in my lateral meniscus. My season was surely over and I couldn’t believe what was just heard by my ears.
I am not writing this to gain pity and make others feel bad for my injury, this isn’t a sob story to feel depressed about it, I’ve moved past that stage and into a time of progress and true belief that things do happen for a reason. I believe this happened to clear the thought in my head that football was the only thing that was important to me; I realized that this sport will not be with me forever and that the only thing that will truly help me advance in life was my education in school.
Through this journey I have also found a general appeal to the field of sports medicine through all of the dedicated work of my athletic trainer and my physical therapist. I truly believe that this is the field I want to work in and wanting to help the people get through the bouts of depression and aggravation that I felt. I want to help the kid who has his season taken away from him in a blink of an eye. I’ve been in those shoes, and I just want the opportunity to get those that are in them