Ride the Injury Carousel

I find myself at the beginning again — the beginning of an injury it seems I’ll never get over.

From what I’ve heard from my doctors, I’ve re-fractured my left wrist again, although that opinion hasn’t been finalized yet. What I do know is, I’m sick of my wrist hurting…I’m really tired of it.

I’m past the point of anger and I’m stepping into the realm of pure disappointment. I had such hopes and desires for my upcoming football season (I was going to be starting quarterback on Varsity), but now, those hopes are long gone.

For some odd reason I wish that, if I’m going to injure my wrist, I could injure it some semi-admirable way. For instance: making a key play to win the game while fracturing my wrist. But no, I must injure my wrist in such a retarded way, I hate even trying to explain it to people. Let’s just say it wasn’t too much different from the way I last injured it.

I’m awaiting my insurance company to approve me to get an MRI and then I will know for sure if my wrist is indeed fractured or not — the MRI will probably take place later this week. Right now all I know is that by the time this whole wrist thing is over, I’m going to know every little detail about the anatomy of a wrist. I guess that is the only positive I can draw from this situation.

Anyone else wanna hop on the injury carousel? It just keeps going ’round and ’round…