here's my new scar:))) he did a quad graft meaning he took part of my quad tendon and put it my ACL.
Sunday, all my friends left to the mainland. it was hard. my dream was right there. all my life I wanted to play college soccer and travel and now I couldn't. Monday- i had a follow up with Marumoto the doctor, so I went all the way to Honolulu with Trez. I don't really remember what he said cause I was on some drugs hahaha. and I hadn't eaten anything and got car sick.
Tuesday- I had physical therapy for the first time in the training room. it was hard because I was so disappointed in myself. the pain was really bad. guy the trainer told me not to compare this surgery to the last one, because this one is a lot worse. so I don't want my expectations to be so high. I sat in that training room and tried my hardest to even lift my leg up, but the pain. I have never felt this way in my entire life. just hopeless. I just wanted to play soccer. this was the second time I cried. the atrophy in my leg is already there, my leg is literally just bone. I sat there as basketball players came in, and I could see the pity in dawns eyes as she looked at me. I forgot how hard this was. I forgot how frustrated you get with your own body. it's you against yourself. and how much it just sucks.
this week was the slowest week of my life. I did nothing. I would wake up at about 6 am every morning and feel the pain, take some pills fall asleep again, eat breakfast. then around 2 I would go to physical therapy, come home have someone bring me food watch a couple movies then go to bed. haha. I learned to love the girls who didn't get to travel cause they took care of me especially whitney. she's amazing. and so kind. however Thursday and Friday were hard, I felt so home sick. I tried to shower by myself which took about an hour and a half. I felt so bad for myself and I just beat myself up. Thursday was the game they played Dixie. Daryl got to see her family, everybody got to see their family. and I was alone in a shower unable to walk in Hawaii. it sucks. haha I cried to my dad and he just makes me feel better after I talk to him. besser also helps, he talks to me a lot and keeps me normal and keeps my mind off the severity of the situation.
I've gotten motivation to play soccer again, I want it so bad. I want to play again. I want to be able to walk too. haha crutching around the house has been annoying, and I'm gonna have to get used to it cause I'll be on crutches for 6 weeks. and schools gonna be sooo fun especially since the semester is drawing to a close. but what motivated me also was conference. I only watched the second session of Sunday, but two talks stood out to me so well. my prayers were answered. two talks talked about trials. and how they can Change our perspective. I wrote it on my Instagram and I'll end this post here.
"physical restrictions can expand our vision. Limited stamina can clarify priorities" -Elder Bednar
I have thought to myself and prayed this conference about trials and what I get out of my own trials, particularly this injury that has disappointed me not just once but twice and caused so much heartbreak and pain. I've realized that it's a blesson: a lesson you learn that soon becomes a blessing. it's opened my eyes to what's important and all the wonderful things I can still be grateful for. and that if we come unto Christ we can not just endure every trial but enjoy it through focusing on the simple things we can do instead of things we can't do, and if we do this we will become a lot happier even when our life takes a totally different direction.
I'm learning this more and more every day, if I focus my thoughts and attitudes towards the things I can still do instead of the things I can't, I'll be a lot happier. because this trial isn't something that's gonna change so I might as just be happy any way.





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