In school, I have enjoyed learning sciences especially when the topics are related to human conditions. Ever since learning about general biology in my junior high school years ago, I have on my own taken additional anthropology, psychology, anatomy and chemistry classes from a local college for further enrichment and have grown very fond of learning the complexity in human machinery and interaction. Occasionally I do find learning these topics too weighty to continue. Whenever that happens now, I would always manage to pull through by remembering that particular good day where I acted as 'an orthopedic doctor'.
It all started with my interests in orthopedics. This year, I decided to take Sports Medicine in school. After covering several football games, the athletic trainer John let me tend to the wounds and had me question the athletes about their injuries. One night, a Miramonte student athlete injured his leg severely while playing a football game against Alhambra. He was a sixteen-year-old football player whose leg initially seemed twisted compared to the other leg. Later, the knee swelled up. I helped him to the sidelines and began the routine tests, starting from his history of injuries to the specific motion tests. After having observed the swelling, I felt my way around the knee and moved it relative to the rest of my body. With the ways he felt pains, I explained to the athlete that the ligament was probably torn, and he needed to see a doctor quickly. But, since I was a trainer and not a doctor, I was not certified to provide a diagnosis. I could only advise the athlete the basic rest, ice, compression and elevation before seeing an orthopedic doctor later that night. The next day, the young man returned with a cast on his leg to thank me again and told me that the doctor verified the torn Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL)