“Mom it hurts like if someone hammered me in my ankle, please help,” I cried out.

    “I know sweety but you just have to calm down so we can take you to the hospital,” my mom said.

    “Please mom it won’t stop hurting,” I continued to cry.

    “I’m going to lift you but you need to balance on your right foot,” my mom said. 

    “Okay on the count of 3,” I said, “3…2…1… Go.”

    “Okay got you, sweety,” my mom told me.

    And I was up hopping to the car from a steep hill. My right leg was so tired after 3 hops up the hill, but I knew I had to get to the car.

My mom took me to Phelps health. When I got there the doctors asked for a description of me. 

    “ I’m 5 feet and 2 inches. I am also a Puerto Rican boy named Ezequiel. I play soccer and am very friendly. I weigh 120 pounds.” I said as I was in pain.

    “Thank you for telling me all of that Ezequiel,” said the doctor, “I’ll take you back this way to the x-ray room and then to your room.”

    “Thank you doc,” my mom told the doctor.

They take me back to the x-ray room where I get my x-ray done and then the doctor takes me back to my room. After a little while, the doctor comes in.

    “I have some news I don’t think you want to hear,” the doctor says with his head pointed downward.

    “No please God oh no,” my mom said out loud.

    “He fractured his growth plate in his ankle,” the doctor says.

    “How long will I be out for doc?” I said before starting to cry.

    “3-4 months I’m sorry kiddo,” my doctor said in disappointment.

    “This can’t be happening,” I said.

    “I'm so sorry honey,” my mom told me.

    “I’ll get you your boot and crutches,” the doctor said with a soft voice.

    “Thank you doc,” I replied.

    The doctor comes into the room with the supplies and teaches me how to put my boot on. I got on my crutches and went home to rest for the night. I was as tired as a bear during hibernation.

The next day when I woke up I thought that everything that happened was a dream. But suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my left ankle reminding me that this wasn’t a dream. 

    “Ezequiel,” I heard my mom calling me as she came up the stairs.

    “Yes?” I replied.

    “Your doctors called and they said that we need to get you to the hospital immediately.” my mom said as she came into the room to help me.

    “Did they tell you what they were gonna do to me?” I asked my mom as she lifted me up from my bed.

    “They said they were gonna do more x-rays,” my mom told me.

    “Didn’t they just take x-rays yesterday?” I asked my mom as we went down the stairs.

    “Yes but apparently they needed more,” my mom stated.

    “Okay,” I said as I entered the car.

We then drove to the hospital and they asked my mom to check-in for me. She checks me in while I go have a seat in the waiting area.

    “Thank you for checking your son in,” the nurse said,” we will be right back to take your son into his room.”

    “Thank you, nurse,” my mom replied.

     After twenty minutes, the nurse came to take me to my room. But this wasn’t any usual room. It was the cast room. I was wondering why they brought me here. Maybe they didn’t have any more actual rooms available.

    “Why are we in this room?” my mother asked.

    “I don’t know the doctor requested for me to bring you here,” replied the nurse.

    “Are you sure?” my mom asked another question.

    “Yes,” the nurse replied,” now that you know your room I am going to take you to get your x-rays done.”

    “Ok,” I told the nurse,” Let’s get this over with.”

The nurse then takes me to get my second set of x-rays. After the x-rays, she takes me to the cast room where she originally brought me. A few minutes later the doctor walks in with his head down.

    “I have some bad news,” The doctor says.

    “Do I have to get a cast?” I said as a joke.

    “I’m afraid so,” The doctor replies to me.

    “So you knew before the x-rays?” I asked.

    “Yup,” he says.

    “What color cast do you want?” the doctor asks.

    “Blue,” I said without hesitation

    “Okay,” the doctor says.

     The doctor puts my leg in a cast. 

    “It is gonna be itchy but whatever you do DON’T stick anything down the cast,” the doctor told me.

    “Yes sir,” I replied

     The doctor then releases us to go home.

While we are home, it is so boring for me because all I get to do is sit and watch tv or play video games. A couple of days go by with me doing the same routine over and over again. As the days go on my mom gets a call from the hospital.

    “Hello is this Liza Vazquez?” the doctor asked.

    “Yes, this shall be her,” replied my mom.

    “Can you please bring Ezequiel to the hospital?” asked the doctor again.

    “I sure can,” my mom said before hanging up the phone.

    “Okay see you here,” the doctor's voice shuts off.

    My mom tells me that we have to go to the hospital. I had a struggle getting in the car but I eventually got it. My mom drives me to the hospital. We finally make it to the hospital after what felt like an eternity

As we go into the hospital, we start heading for the orthopedic area. The nurse approaches us. 

    “Ezequiel, come with me because we need to get your cast off,” the nurse said.

    “Is it actually coming off?” Ezequiel asked, “Please don't lie to me.”

     “I’m not lying but there might be a chance that after we take your cast off it might need to be put back on.” The nurse said.

    “Dear God please allow him to not need the cast,” my mom said under her breath.

    The nurse then takes us to the cast room and they cut my cast off with a saw. During the process, I was very nervous. The total process only took around five minutes. The nurse then rushes me to get x-rays and she then takes us back to the cast room to wait for the results.