The Shot

The nightmare

It was all black. Everything, it was all just so black to me. But then, after all that blackness, a light appeared. It was faint at first, but then it grew and grew until I was out of the black "pit" and I was in visible light. I was relived at what I saw. I was awake. I could feel my head, shoulders, chest, stomach, oh what a great thing to feel when you wake up, your stomach! I went on to feel the rest of my lovely self until I started to feel my... my... my... Oh my god. Why me? Oh god this is bad, I had thought to myself.

My legs were gone

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The doctor came in after an hour and he discussed to me all of the boring medical information about how I will recover, how I will learn to work with my mechanical legs, my medicine prescriptions and whatever. The whole time the doc was talking I tuned him out. All I could think about was soccer. I could never be able to play. And it all happened just in the blink of an eye.

In the midst of it all, I started to cry. I bawled like a baby. My mother and father and older sister came in to the emergency room and we just sat there crying until I fell back asleep again. I felt like that was the most traumatic experience of my life.

But it only got worse