"Didn't You Guys Seen The Sign?"
Where: 45231 Mt Healthy (United States). When: on 11-12-2001.
Written at 21-05-2012 by Anonymous
Labels - hockey injury
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Didn’t you guys see the sign?
As we rollerbladed passed the, “No Skating,” sign in the tennis courts for the 100th or so time, we thought, “This is a good idea.” We had been playing hockey in the tennis courts for over a year now, and nothing serious had happened, besides a couple good arguments. A couple of teenagers with hockey sticks rolling around a tennis court; what is the worst that could happen.
Well after our first or second game, I was disappointed in my performance in a loss. So I decided to see how far I could throw my hockey stick. So I wound up and launched the stick. As I did that my rollerblade decided to go one way, and my knee another. This sent me to the ground. I thought I had broke my leg.
Since I have really good friends, and none of them believed me they decided to shut pucks at me until I got up. That is until one of them came around and saw my leg, and nearly fainted himself. He yelled to the others, “He’s really hurt!” So now I am laying there, with my knee cap sticking about three inches to far to the left. We have no cell phones, no supervision, and no common sense.
One of my friends ran up to a nearby school and found a parent to call my dad. My dad gets the call and comes down to the tennis courts to meet us. “Didn’t you guys see the sign,” he said in a disappointed fatherly voice. I was in too much pain to be able to be carried off the court, so all they could do was call an ambulance. When the EMTs arrived they said, “Why are you guys in here? Didn’t you read the sign?” This was starting to get old.
But the favorite question I got was from one of the nurses when I got to the hospital. She was just running all of her standard test, checking all of my vitals, asking me a series of questions. However, one question stuck out to me as a little strange. “Did you hit your head on the ice as you fell down?” I stared at her in confusion, then looked down at my rollerblades that were still on, then back at her. What I wanted to say was, “Yes I did. But hey that is what I get for trying to rollerblade on ice!” I guess common sense isn’t required when going through nursing school.
I spent the next couple weeks on crutches, not playing basketball or hockey, only to reinjure myself a couple weeks after I got better. But hey, that’s another story.
As we rollerbladed passed the, “No Skating,” sign in the tennis courts for the 100th or so time, we thought, “This is a good idea.” We had been playing hockey in the tennis courts for over a year now, and nothing serious had happened, besides a couple good arguments. A couple of teenagers with hockey sticks rolling around a tennis court; what is the worst that could happen.
Well after our first or second game, I was disappointed in my performance in a loss. So I decided to see how far I could throw my hockey stick. So I wound up and launched the stick. As I did that my rollerblade decided to go one way, and my knee another. This sent me to the ground. I thought I had broke my leg.
Since I have really good friends, and none of them believed me they decided to shut pucks at me until I got up. That is until one of them came around and saw my leg, and nearly fainted himself. He yelled to the others, “He’s really hurt!” So now I am laying there, with my knee cap sticking about three inches to far to the left. We have no cell phones, no supervision, and no common sense.
One of my friends ran up to a nearby school and found a parent to call my dad. My dad gets the call and comes down to the tennis courts to meet us. “Didn’t you guys see the sign,” he said in a disappointed fatherly voice. I was in too much pain to be able to be carried off the court, so all they could do was call an ambulance. When the EMTs arrived they said, “Why are you guys in here? Didn’t you read the sign?” This was starting to get old.
But the favorite question I got was from one of the nurses when I got to the hospital. She was just running all of her standard test, checking all of my vitals, asking me a series of questions. However, one question stuck out to me as a little strange. “Did you hit your head on the ice as you fell down?” I stared at her in confusion, then looked down at my rollerblades that were still on, then back at her. What I wanted to say was, “Yes I did. But hey that is what I get for trying to rollerblade on ice!” I guess common sense isn’t required when going through nursing school.
I spent the next couple weeks on crutches, not playing basketball or hockey, only to reinjure myself a couple weeks after I got better. But hey, that’s another story.