My First Sports Injury

Snap! I heard a clear sound, 

Like the sound of a softwood pencil, 

When broken into half ,

Black went my vision for almost a second, 

With a vibration running from left to right, simultaneously,

Finally all was overtaken by a sharp pain at the site.

The agony made me bend over,

As well as the shock of hearing the sound of a crack,

That sure rendered my heart frightened,

Distant voices I could hear,

But my head being too drained to focus on them at the same time,

Made me take a while longer to respond.

On removing my left shoe and sock,

I was astonished to see a swollen ball,

As big as that of a Ping Pong ball, so soon the inflammation too,

When cold ice packs were pressed against it,

Relief from pain eased my state,

But soon the worry of a fracture began, steadily.

Three days after the injury,

I sit in my room, on my bed,

With a blue plaster around my lower left leg,

For a grade three ankle sprain, it was,

Told to rest it for four weeks atleast, 

To be out of the plaster or home, again.