A person really can't appreciate the small things in life until you have it all taken away from you. I know this from many experiences. One of the longest times in my life was when I broke my ankle. The actual breaking of my ankle and the recovery time was the long and painful part, but I did learn a few valuable life lessons to work with.
The story of how I broke my ankle is kind of pitiful. I wish it could have been something a little more interesting. But since all of my friends and I have a tight budget, we had to go out and look for some fun. We ended up at a playground at about one o'clock in the morning. One of my best friends said something to piss me off so I started chasseing after him. Well since it was dark and I couldn't see anything, I fell into a concrete ditch. It felt like I just twisted it. So I played it off like I was ok. I have never liked being a burden to people so I just went on like usual. The next days were the most frustrating days of my life. I tried multiple times to get up and walk around to prove to my mom that I could go to work. It didn't seem to work. My mom didn't believe me that I thought I actually broke my ankle. Neither did my friends or in fact anyone I know. They all thought I just pulled
The recovery time was what seemed to be the longest 8 weeks of my life. Everything was a huge challenge for me to do. The little everyday things were the hardest to do. At the time I was going to a strictly technical school and I always have to be mobile to get work done. Since I was stuck to a chair all day, I was basically useless. I felt bad for all of my teammates during this competition I was in. I have to be able to build a complicated theater system. Since I could not move I was stuck to building cables all day. Also my whole family would not let my drive my car. They said it was too big of an insurance risk. I was totally dependent on others if I wanted to go anywhere. That drove me crazy as well. It was like somebody stripped me of my freedom. Since I could not go anywhere and I was stuck to a chair, my computer became my best friend. Computer games are what I became addicted to when I first broke my ankle. Since I have so much free time, I decided to go ahead and let myself get addicted. Soon productive thoughts were swarming in my head. So I decided to go ahead and build some web sites for some people. I also wanted to develop some skills that would eventually make me some money. Games didn't do that for me. I also mastered adobe Photoshop. I could make any image look like another. This became a very valuable tool to learn and I am proud of myself for getting into it. Also my friend came by every once in a while to visit me. Someone once said that "you really don't know who your friends are until something happens". I know from experience. Some of my friends just treated me like nobody since I could not walk. Others tried to help me every chance they had. My close friends I counted on for information of the outside world. They helped me out any wa
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