Concussions aren’t fun.They aren’t a joke.In
fact, they stink.How do I know?Well,I had one.Here is my story.
Beam.The event I can’t say I like.So….I’m at gymnastics,and I’m working on my backhandspring.I am concentrated on sticking this perfectly.I jump I soar I am flying!..and….
BAM!!!!!!!!! I’m on the mats,dizzy,not knowing what had just happened.I hear and feel tweeting birds fly around my head,circling my head like it was an angel’s crown.
“Ouch.” I say,finally.
I can tell I hit my head and nose.HARD.My coach comes over.It seems as if she knew this was going to happen.
“Do you know what you just did?!?”she asks me.
I stare at her with no answer.I’m drawing a blank.
“You didn’t jump” she answers.
How does that work? I’m thinking.I felt like I was 100 feet into the sky.Tears are still rolling down my face like rain drops on a window pane.I wipe them away with the back of my trembling hand.
Three days later………………
My nose has stopped hurting but my head still hurts.A LOT.It’s Thursday in Math.Although I have an ice pack, my head is driving me crazy.
After school, my mom takes me to the doctor.My doctor gives my brain some exercises and sits down.
“She ….”she starts,
I’m crossing my fingers I don’t have a concussion.
“Has a concussion”she finishes.
Oh no!!!!! I’m thinking.
I look at my mom who is still registering this in her head.This situation so far isn’t looking pretty.
I have competition for Level 7 in January!!!I don’t have time for this!!!!!!!!!!!!
So….now my doctor is telling me what I can’t do.Which is basically everything.
“She can’t watch TV,she can’t read,she can’t play on the computer,She can’t think….she can’t do gymnastics,meaning the balance beam,the parallel bars…….”
Doesn’t she know parallel bars are for boys?!??
“But she can sleep”she said, matter-of-factly.
Oh,like that’s gonna change anything.I hate sleeping!!!!!!!!! I’d rather take a walk!!(Just to be clear I also hate taking walks.)
The next day,an hour after I woke up,I was bored to death.By the time it was 6:00 PM,I was so bored,I was crying.CRYING.For goodness sake it was only day 1!
The second day was a little bit better, but still stank.I made Shrinky Dinks and brownies.The worst part was napping.Napping is humongous waste of time in the day.When I woke up,guess who got to sit there?Me.Yay.
Sunday was better,cuz we went out,but not to my favorite place….but to my Least favorite place:the grocery store.I listened to some audio books and finally got to read!!!But only for 5 minutes.We went to Sally’s beauty shop and I bought some nail polish.It was SUPER cute in case you were wondering.But still,my day was terribly boring.So buying that nail polish,was the highlight of my day.
Now,today is Monday and I’m going to school.
I hate that I’m gonna miss Math and Writing.But it is only two days though.We start Thanksgiving break on Wednesday.It’s not as if I’m missing years of school….but still.
Kids and concussions are the worst match.Kinda like opposites.With a concussion,you have to rest.But kids are action packed……and that’s the problem.