Saturday, November 13, 2010

Chibi Wolverine

Wow I am seriously injury-prone. I have powderpuff football next Thursday and a football tournament next weekend. This is the worst time to get a sprained ankle. Like really? Some higher power is messing with me for some reason. Two years ago at Asian Olympics, I jammed my finger. Yet I kept playing with it, so I ended up having to get an x-ray for fractures. I sprained different ankles during football and volleyball intramurals. I busted my lip going for an interception this year. Bleh.

So this time, it went down like this: Wednesday night practice one week before the Adobo Bowl. I'm placed at blocker so I get short dumps and then sprint off. Yada we practice offensive plays and run routes. Then on D, I dove for this guy's flags. My head was under his elbow, so he smacks me on the head. I get a cut so it starts bleeding. I sit out for a bit. I go back for offense, and 10 minutes later I'm on the ground with a rolled ankle. I mean I guess I went out on my biggest play of practice, but still, that's lame! It's practice! We run this wall play, and I'm designated to get the ball. I ran a deep post left while all the other girls run right. I catch the ball and run. [my mind: "Why am I running? This is pretty much a TD, and it's practice."] Too late for thoughts because I get flagged; he fell, and I fell with him. Not sure what happened but I end up rolling my ankle. I get carried away like a maiden back to rest. Embarrassing. I sit out for awhile longer and decide my ankle's not that bad. I could still flex it, so I go back for 10 more minutes of practice before I actually pack up and leave. I soon realize that it hurts to run or do any quick movements, so I just line up and catch balls without any running.

I limped around the rest of that night. My friend offered me a piggyback ride to my apartment, but I refused. 1) I didn't think my injury was that bad. 2) I could still walk. 3) I hate feeling "fragile" or "weak". Yes maybe I'm not physically strong as I am emotionally or mentally, but I'm not going to adhere to it. 4) I'm super stubborn. The next day, I crawled around. My ankle swelled up like crazy; it was purple, green, and fat. I couldn't put any pressure or weight on it; it was pretty painful.

Now I'm currently on Day 4 of Recovery, and it sucks. I can walk but with a lil swagger. I've been a super bum and rejected all outings just so that I can rest. I must play football next week, or I will be insanely furious! The swelling's gone down. I ice it and rub IcyHot cream onto it religiously. *sidenote* IcyHot cream is like "Dau" lol. Anyways I'm hoping I'll be like Wolverine and have super-speedy healing powers. I need it hardcore and asap.

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