I've been having some pretty bad days since mid November. That's when my back started hurting and I found out I have a cracked vertabrae. Which means I have to take a break from gymnastics. For an unknown ammount of time. The orthopedist "isn't concerned" about the crack. The new one anyways. My old Ortho would have been concerned. But he doesn't take our insurance anymore. So I'm stuck with Mr. "If it hurts, don't do it." Ummm - pretty much everything hurts, can you please take another x-ray and give me some idea of recovery time?
There are some pretty bad things about this back injury. The first of course is that, well, my back is broke. Fun. But what that means is that my life, at least as I know it and have known it for the last 11 years is on hold. I've been doing gymnastics 26 hours a week for the last two years, 22 hours a week for the 2 years before that, 20 hours a week for the previous 2 years, 16 hours a week the year before that and 8 hours, for a few years but I started at 1 then 2 hours a week. Now, I'm at ZERO hours. What am I supposed to do with my time? My body is going crazy. So my season is over. I've competed once this season and my coach had me scratch an event so I don't have my state score, and the state meet is in March. I don't have time - assuming my back heals- to train and compete to earn a qualifying score to go to state. That's it, I'm done this year. No gymnastics for who knows how long. Probably no gymnastics camp. But the worst, the really worst, is that without gymnastics, I have to find another way to get to Cirque Du Soliel.
So, I'm taking some dance classes - little to no impact on my back- while waiting for someone to stop pressing the pause button on my life.
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