Personal Narrative-Throttle
I was having one of those I-don’t-want-to-tumble kind of days. I was at tumbling class at my cheer gym, Pride of Illinois, in Collinsville. Tumbling class started at 6:30 and we started off on a white blow-up tumble track. I was waiting in line to take my turn. It was finally my turn and I did a back handspring, toe touch, front tuck all connected, but when I did my toe touch my ankles rolled in and I fell down. I was in so much pain that I felt like I was dying. I figured I broke my ankle because I heard my ankle snap. It snapped like a piece of celery getting snapped in half. My tumbling coach took my shoe off so he could look at my ankle. Once he took it off, he knew it was broken. He wrapped a bag of ice onto my ankle to keep the swelling
down and got me a pair of crutches. When I stood up on my other foot I was also in so much pain. He told me that I most likely sprained my other ankle, but I needed to walk on it. My mom was also at the gym so she took me into the ER right away. When we got there we waited forever just for a doctor to come into my room. By the time the doctor got into my room, both of my ankles had become worse. They were all bruised and swollen. It was like I had a golf ball inside of one of my ankles. They finally wheeled me to the x-ray room in a wheelchair to go get some x-rays. After I got my x-rays taken, they brought me back to the room and we waited for the results. A little later the doctor showed up with my x-ray pictures and showed me and my mom what my ankles look like. They told me that I had broken my left ankle and sprained my right ankle pretty bad, but it wasn’t sprained to the point where I couldn’t walk on it. Then the doctor put a simple, contemporary cast on my left foot until I had to go and get a real cast. After that my mom took me to go get a real cast put on and I made sure my cast looked good. After that horrible day, I learned that if I am having an I-don’t-want-to-tumble kind of days that I probably should not go to tumbling class.
down and got me a pair of crutches. When I stood up on my other foot I was also in so much pain. He told me that I most likely sprained my other ankle, but I needed to walk on it. My mom was also at the gym so she took me into the ER right away. When we got there we waited forever just for a doctor to come into my room. By the time the doctor got into my room, both of my ankles had become worse. They were all bruised and swollen. It was like I had a golf ball inside of one of my ankles. They finally wheeled me to the x-ray room in a wheelchair to go get some x-rays. After I got my x-rays taken, they brought me back to the room and we waited for the results. A little later the doctor showed up with my x-ray pictures and showed me and my mom what my ankles look like. They told me that I had broken my left ankle and sprained my right ankle pretty bad, but it wasn’t sprained to the point where I couldn’t walk on it. Then the doctor put a simple, contemporary cast on my left foot until I had to go and get a real cast. After that my mom took me to go get a real cast put on and I made sure my cast looked good. After that horrible day, I learned that if I am having an I-don’t-want-to-tumble kind of days that I probably should not go to tumbling class.