Failure. I am a failure. I think pessimistically as I lay in my bed. After Dr. Naomi showed my mother and I the X-rays and explained what was wrong, I felt heavy. Heavy with the feelings of sadness, anger, and disappointment.
How could I let myself fall? Twice?! I'm an amateur. A complete amateur. I scold myself mentally and huff out a breath.
When I'm able to get back out on the ice, I'm going to push myself like never before. I will leave no room for errors and I will waste no time. I am going to be great some day and I refuse to give up.
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I carefully swing my legs over the side of my bed and grab my crutches that were leaning on my nightstand. Today is the first day in two weeks that my mother trusts me enough to leave me alone. I make my way to the kitchen and see a post-it note with my mother's work and cell number. I sigh and go over to the fridge.
No. Nope. Ew, definitely not! Don't my parents ever grocery shop?? I think as I look through the stuff in the fridge.
Over the last two weeks, my ankle has been slowly healing. We were glad to hear it wasn't broken but I was still upset because of it being a very bad sprain. Having a very bad sprain means absolutely no skating, no putting pressure on it, and apparently no living in my own apartment.
When we came back from the doctor, my mother insisted I come back home until I'm healed. Considering I was prescribed strict bed rest, I supposed it wouldn't hurt to be home for awhile. The only thing I've had a problem with is that they never seem to have food in their fridge!
I shut the fridge door and open the freezer side. My eyes widen and my mouth waters when I spot the Chocolate Moosetracks ice cream. I grab the carton and hop on one leg to the counter. I set the ice cream down and hop over to the utensils drawer, grabbing a spoon. I hop over to a stool and sit down while opening the ice cream. The first spoonful hits my tongue and for a minute I think I'm in heaven. No. Heaven would be being out on the ice, not eating it. I think, my mood dampening.
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Dr. Naomi gently slips my sock back onto my foot and rolls away from me , looking at my mother and I. She smiles then says, "I have some good news for you girls."
Yes, yes!! I think ecstatically and a giant smile spreads across my face. My mother gives me a hug and Dr. Naomi chuckles at us, happy to see us happy. Dr. Naomi told me that I can get back out on the ice! I have to take it very slow at first but I can finally start skating again!
Thank goodness. I think happily.
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