I cant believe that it has been 4 years since I damaged my knee while playing soccer. I have had to use a walking cane ever since. I went to the doctor the other day and he took some x-rays that showed a minor bone dislocation that is not healing. I have had to use my walking cane to get around ever since the accident.
Readjusting to life soon after that was a bit difficult, but I managed to overcome it. Just recently, I have been able to play soccer again. I still have to take it easy on my leg though. I guess I’m not as good as I use to be, but I can still manage to get a good game in. I like to play my nephews here and there, but the inability to live life the way I use to still bothers me.
I have relied on my cane off and on for some time now and I don’t know what I would do without it honestly. I kid you not that darn thing has been a blessing. I was walking up to my apartment one night and lost my balance. I stuck the walking cane out and hooked the rail it kept me from falling.
My neighbor is always near by when I need help. I don’t know what I would do without his help. I have called on him time and time again. I am going to have to do something nice for him and his family.
The next morning I was not feeling well, a little tired and anxious. I immediately went to my neighbors and thanked him for all his help. I hate the fact that I am so clumsy. I can not remember the last time I was sick. I just tend to fall and hurt myself a lot.
I passively fell asleep around four-thirty, and I woke up around six. I was awaken by one of my nephews who had came in through the front door. “I thought that door was unlocked”, I muttered. “Well, its not” he said in a smart alec tone. “What do you want?” I demanded. “I came to see you”, he said sincerely. Right then and there, I realized how lucky I was.