How It All Happened

Just like any other Monday evenings, I went to play volleyball at Hollywood High School. The game was good and I was having fun. However, around 9PM, something happened.

I was on my way up for a kill. All of a sudden, I felt someone had run into my left calf. I tripped and sat on the gym floor, feeling a severe pain. I quickly noticed that it wasn't my ankle that was hurting. As I stood up and tried to take a step toward the bleacher, I simply could not walk. It was right then that I realized I had rupture my left Achilles tendon.

I slowly took baby steps toward the bleacher. Sitting on the bleacher for about 20 mins with my ankle elevated, all I could feel was pain. After I felt the pain became more tolerable, I packed up and walked to my car - alone. All my friends carried on their business, thinking I simply sprained my ankle. I don't blame them for not helping me, because I didn't ask for help. If I were them, I would go on playing as well. So with a DIY spirit, I drove myself home.