Have you ever been in so much pain that it felt as if you were not feeling any pain at all? This sensation is a gift or a curse depending on the situation. In my situation it could be considered a curse; after all it almost ended my life. After I broke my collar bone it changed my life in more ways than one.
It was my sophomore year in high school. My first year ever wrestling and I got put on the varsity team. The joy was exponential and my heart raced. It was the first tournament of the year for the team. As the bus pulled up to the gymnasium a sudden burst of adrenalin shot through my body. The sweat poured from my pours as we walked through the doors. I could hear the thuds of bodies hitting the mats. The aroma of sweat and water filled the air. As the matches started I felt myself getting better every time I stepped onto the mat.
As I was preparing for the last match of the tournament I heard my dad call me over to the bleachers. He handed me a book that was the program for the tournament. As I looked to where his finger was pointing my body froze with horror. As I took a second look it was worse than before as I found out the person I was going to wrestle was the reigning state champion. My stomach leaped into my throat as his name was called over the intercom. As the match began I found myself doing very well and I had hope. The next thing I knew I was in the air and thrown onto my shoulder. As I tried to get up my arm was motionless. As I looked up at the referee a look of horror crossed his face as he blew the whistle. I looked at my shoulder and all I could see was what looked like a pencil sticking out of my shoulder making a tent with my skin.
I was rushed to the hospital and x-rays were taken. They said it was not that bad and it should heal itself. After a week it had gotten worse. They sent me in for surgery right away. My heart was pounding out of my chest waiting for the surgeon to take me back. After I was given...