Kyrahzia Bricknell

Good Deeds

There I was, 17 years old, dreading the tasks ahead. You see, I had dislocated my knee during a ballet class and was put in a leg splint and crutches. The teacher had us doing some stretches and had pushed me to stretch further, thinking that I was going easy on myself. My supporting leg gave out and my patella dislocated onto the side of my knee. I got treatment from a paramedic, which included a Green Whistle and woke up in hospital with my patella back in place. This made my going about daily tasks especially difficult. Everything from putting my shoes on, to navigating down the hill to the bus stop to get to school; and to top it off, I could no longer participate in any sporting activities, at least not for now, I was doing regular physiotherapy and taking as many supplements as I could afford (as a 17 year old high school student) in an attempt to boost my recovery rate.