I have no quirky title, I'm too sad/mad/both to make one up...
Yesterday, volleyball started. When I first showed up, I was told I couldn't play because I didn't have my physical, well, I went to the office to get other paperwork and Mr. Hicks, the sports director, gave me a note so that I could do practice, yesterday and yesterday only. During practice, I had fun and I was grateful that he let me play for that day. A little later on in practice, I rolled my ankle and it hurt for a little bit, but then it was better.
i went to get my physical today and everything went well, my weight wasn't bad, my height hadn't really changed (darn..) and I had 20/20 vision. I had a little trouble doing the pee-in-the-cup thing but other than that, A-OK. Well, then the doctor came and she read in my files that I'd rolled my ankle twice before and I then I mentioned that I'd rolled it yesterday. Well, she took it upon herself to not sign my physical form...and she won't let me play or come back to the office for two weeks. She's also making me go to physical therapy for four visits to strengthen my ankles. I tried to explain to her that they were picking the teams -this- week and I couldn't wait that long and she still refused to sign my physical. I couldn't help it when I started crying...I know she was trying to help me, but I felt like I actually had a chance this year...I've improved! I was sure I was going to make volleyball and not be the worst player on the team! And if I had gotten cut, that would've been okay, it would've made me feel terrible, but at least I would've known I'd tried and I did my best. This. This is a cheap way of cutting me off the team and it wasn't even based on my skills! It's based on the strength of my ANKLES! It's pure bullsh't! It's so unfair! I swear, I had a chance this year, and all because some doctor thinks my ankles aren't strong enough, I can't play! I think that's ridiculous! The patient should decide what they want to do about it! I didn't get a choice! Not a say! She flatly refused to sign my papers! I pleaded with her to sign them, so I could at least turn them in for soccer or something, later on and she STILL wouldn't sign them. I mean, I know what that saying, "What we want isn't always what's best for us," but at this particular moment, what's best for me isn't what I want, and what I want is to at least try out. Yes, that sounded completely illogical but some of you (for those that read this) -have- to have had that point where you don't care what's logical, you just want to do what you love?
Alright, tomorrow's the day where the sophomores all go get their stuff like lockers and miscellaneous and pay fees and dues and so after I do that, I'm going to go talk to the coach and see if I can work ANYTHING out. Maybe if I can try out later. Or if I can be a reserve player. ANYTHING. I'll probably beg and plead and they'll still say no, but I HAVE to try, it's practically my last chance. My other option, is to go to a completely different place for a physical and not tell them about my ankles and see if I can get through that. If I had known that she was gonna take me out for two weeks, I wouldn't have ever told her! I thought she was just gonna tell me,"Maybe you should start wearing an ankle brace." That's exactly what I thought she was going to tell me to do. But NOT AT ALL!
I don't know exactly what I'm going to do. But I'm rather sure it's hopeless. I'm not even sure if they'll let me be manager because Risa is...I'm trying to be optimistic, but I don't know...
i went to get my physical today and everything went well, my weight wasn't bad, my height hadn't really changed (darn..) and I had 20/20 vision. I had a little trouble doing the pee-in-the-cup thing but other than that, A-OK. Well, then the doctor came and she read in my files that I'd rolled my ankle twice before and I then I mentioned that I'd rolled it yesterday. Well, she took it upon herself to not sign my physical form...and she won't let me play or come back to the office for two weeks. She's also making me go to physical therapy for four visits to strengthen my ankles. I tried to explain to her that they were picking the teams -this- week and I couldn't wait that long and she still refused to sign my physical. I couldn't help it when I started crying...I know she was trying to help me, but I felt like I actually had a chance this year...I've improved! I was sure I was going to make volleyball and not be the worst player on the team! And if I had gotten cut, that would've been okay, it would've made me feel terrible, but at least I would've known I'd tried and I did my best. This. This is a cheap way of cutting me off the team and it wasn't even based on my skills! It's based on the strength of my ANKLES! It's pure bullsh't! It's so unfair! I swear, I had a chance this year, and all because some doctor thinks my ankles aren't strong enough, I can't play! I think that's ridiculous! The patient should decide what they want to do about it! I didn't get a choice! Not a say! She flatly refused to sign my papers! I pleaded with her to sign them, so I could at least turn them in for soccer or something, later on and she STILL wouldn't sign them. I mean, I know what that saying, "What we want isn't always what's best for us," but at this particular moment, what's best for me isn't what I want, and what I want is to at least try out. Yes, that sounded completely illogical but some of you (for those that read this) -have- to have had that point where you don't care what's logical, you just want to do what you love?
Alright, tomorrow's the day where the sophomores all go get their stuff like lockers and miscellaneous and pay fees and dues and so after I do that, I'm going to go talk to the coach and see if I can work ANYTHING out. Maybe if I can try out later. Or if I can be a reserve player. ANYTHING. I'll probably beg and plead and they'll still say no, but I HAVE to try, it's practically my last chance. My other option, is to go to a completely different place for a physical and not tell them about my ankles and see if I can get through that. If I had known that she was gonna take me out for two weeks, I wouldn't have ever told her! I thought she was just gonna tell me,"Maybe you should start wearing an ankle brace." That's exactly what I thought she was going to tell me to do. But NOT AT ALL!
I don't know exactly what I'm going to do. But I'm rather sure it's hopeless. I'm not even sure if they'll let me be manager because Risa is...I'm trying to be optimistic, but I don't know...