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“Giving up should never be an option”

Nickname: – Emily20
Your Age: – 18
City: – Johnstown
State/Country (if outside U.S.): – Pennsylvania
Sport/Activity: – Volleyball
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I tore my ACL my sophomore year of basketball. I had surgery done and when I came off my injury I tore it again hitting in volleyball. I did not realize I tore it until later complications during track .I went to a doctor in Pittsburgh and they gave me the option of getting surgery and missing my senior year of volleyball or play on it and risk further damage. I chose to get surgery. Of course it was not the easiest choice to make. I was looking at the big picture. I have always had a dream about playing volleyball in college and if I waited any longer for the surgery I would not have been healthy on time for club season when it really mattered. I got the surgery done in June and had to be on crutches all summer which was not my idea of fun. Let alone knowing I would be out for 9-12 months. On top of everything I ended up in the hospital with a blood clot. At that point I was so frustrated and wanted to give up. But why should I stop when I made it this far? I believe that if you love something enough, you’ll fight for it. I sat through every single volleyball practice/ game this season and instead of being negative about it I educated myself on the game. My coach let me help out with the team and everyone was super supportive. Watching them succeed was rewarding in itself. I went to physical therapy and did everything I could to gain back strength. I still am continuing to work with my trainer. Working hard is so important if you want to get anywhere. You have to stay positive and realize why you are going through with it. I believe that giving up should never be an option especially when it comes to following your dreams. Give it all you got no matter what you are doing. You should never be satisfied. Know that once you start there is no looking back. Right now my knee feels better than ever and I have started some practicing with my club team. I visited the college of my choice on crutches and met with the coach face to face. I told her my story and I am now continuing my volleyball career at Immaculate University.

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Nickname: – K.J
Your Age: – 14
City: – Moranbah
State/Country (if outside U.S.): – Australia
Sport/Activity: – Rugby League (nrl)
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It was a couple of weeks before my injury had happened i got selected into the Mackay Cutters Womens Rugby League Academy. i was super keen. however to stay in the team i had to keep improving at every fitness test. So i asked the Moranbah Miners opens Womens team coach if i could train with him and the other laides. he said yes. training was fun but hard and it was helping until the last five minutes of training. we were playing a mini game and i stepped my foot planted and everything but my foot twisted with me and CRACK! Torn my ACL and miniscus completley. i went to hospital and got told i have to go under surgery. a full reconstruction at just 14years old. so on wednesday i went to surgery and left hospital thursday and it just happened to be my birthday that Saturday. Worst birthday of my life!! I am never going to be able to play sports again. I will never be able to play sports again. I wont be able to sports ever again.

Hey Everyone! Read This!

Nickname: – OKD
Your Age: – 18
City: – Elkins Park
State/Country (if outside U.S.): – PA
Sport/Activity: – Soccer and non-contact football
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Entering the Summer before Senior year of high school, I knew the importance of performing well at college showcases and camps to even grasp the attention of one college coach. I entered the summer with no offers, no guarantees, and little interest from coaches. Rather than blaming the lack of interest on playing for a smaller club team or general upbringing and subpar coaching through the soccer ranks, I took it upon myself to push myself to the limit to get recruited. The goal was to break down my body everyday and see where my limits were, recover from that fatigue and grow and push harder. By the time I entered my last recruiting, my mindset and work ethic earned interest from two colleges I was keen on attending. The last camp held no particular interest aside from the fact my dad signed me up for it months ago. I thought nothing could bring me down from this streak of amazing opportunities that have presented themselves to me over the course of one month. The last scrimmages of the day were held in the evening and I was playing out of this world. I scored two goals from the centerback position and shut down all the attacking threats coming towards me. My coach wanted to keep me on the field but try me out as an outside back so other players could showcase themselves at the Centerback position. A short time after my move to outside back came a breakaway towards our net. I flew from the spot on the touchline and darted towards the net, hoping to intercept the play. As I neared the striker, my confidence grew louder and louder until I finally made contact with the ball. In the same moment, the opposing striker’s body fell into the back of my knee at the same time as my keeper colliding with the shin of the same leg, I felt something explode in my knee. I felt the worst pain of my life for a minute. I walked off the field on my own weight but I knew something was wrong. Trainers at the camp knew I tore it but couldn’t bear to tell me. My parent’s friend who lived near the camp examined my knee when she drove me to the train station to head home and knew in the back of her mind it was a torn ACL.. After a 10 hour train ride home and a trip the ER, I heard the words “torn ACL” from an orthopedic doctor as soon as he entered the room. I was shocked but mainly disappointed I couldn’t see where my body’s limits could have been. After surgery and the first couple weeks of recovery, I began doing official visits at schools that recruited me throughout the summer. After I learned of my ACL tear, I had to make difficult phone calls to college coaches telling them of my injury. All of the coaches were disheartened but still invested in recruiting me to their institutions. But the vibe I got from certain coaches was different when I arrived campus and gave me the impression that these coaches didn’t want me anymore because of my injury. I eventually found my school but it definitely hurt to have coaches talk to you differently because of the injury. My rehab was going amazing. I was passing checkpoints in my protocol earlier than anticipated by my PT and I regained that confidence from the summer back. I was incredibly excited to play college soccer next year as my senior year was winding down and I was closer towards the 9 months Post-Op clearance for full sports activity. 6 days before my last appointment, I was casually tossing a football around outside, no contact or nothing. Some unknown high schooler thought for some reason our casual tossing of the ball was an invitation for contact. He charged at me when I had the ball and before I could move away, hit my shoulder straight on. With my non-operated leg in the air, my operated leg was planted in the ground and subsequently twisted as a result of the hit. I felt a shift in my knee but not a whole lot of pain. I was still worried. I thought it was another torn meniscus or a sprained MCL or LCL. I heard those painful words again, this time from my orthopedic surgeon: “torn ACL”. I was 6 days away from freedom. All of that hard work was washed away. The next day, I woke up early in the morning and thought to myself I can’t be angry, sad, nor petty. I can be disappointed as that is it. I had two instances of contact ACL tears and had no control of the state of my knee. After I broke the news to friends and family, I got a fair number of “I feel so bad”. Even though I appreciated the thought, I do not want to feel sorry for myself because in doing so I’m acknowledging the best of me is behind me and the future isn’t worth working towards. I will eventually make it onto the pitch with my college soccer teammates so there is no need to dwell in the past when something so great will present itself in the future. I went through revision ACL surgery on May 17th and a week later, I noticed an issue with my incision along my quad. From a glance, it looked like a large amount of fluid was building up below the incision site. That night, one of the stitches on the incision broke and a whole lot of fluid poured out. My surgeon recommended the next day for me to stay a couple of nights overnight to get it looked at for a possible infection. Eventually, my surgeon concluded that he needed to clean out and drain my knee while also checking my incision site for a possible infection. The procedure took two and a half hours and I woke up in immense amount of pain and nausea, preventing me from eating or drinking post-op. I went to bed that night rolling around in pain thinking why me? What did I do to deserve all this? I suddenly caught myself mid thought and realized the counter-intuitive thought process I was going through would only justify my feelings of sadness and anger. I need the ask the questions of how can I bounce back? How can I make sure this is the last time I experience this pain? I woke up the next day and felt as motivated as I did back in the summer going into my senior year.

“It’s hard when you put in so much effort, and you can’t play the game you love.”

Nickname: – JP
Your Age: – 20
City: – Durham
State/Country (if outside U.S.): – NC
Sport/Activity: – soccer
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Tore my ACL in October at my collegiate soccer practice and had surgery in December. Currently at 3 and a half months months post-op. Everyone tells me how well I am progressing, especially doctors. Trying to stay positive, but its hard when you put in so much extra effort, and you can’t play the game you love.

“In the end you have to believe every thing will be okay…”

Nickname: – Madi
Your Age: – 15
City: – Wylie
State/Country (if outside U.S.): – Texas
Sport/Activity: – Soccer
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Mine started after high school season . We were training one day and I went to plant with my left and shoot with my right . I heard a crack and went down and swelling began immideatly . The school trainer said I was okay .. come to realize 3 weeks later I fully tore my acl partial mcl and partial lcl. I was devistated and thought why ? But in the end you have to believe every thing will be okay and that this isn’t the end of the world you have to keep going on with your life and keep doing you . Soccer is my passion and I’ve been playing since I was 5 and now I’m 15 . I have many more years to go and I can’t wait for those many years to get back out and do what I do best . You have to believe that everything will be okay cause it will .

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