Jed's ACL surgery
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My number one passion in life is football. On Saturday, four weeks ago, during a game, I went up for a mark and landed on my knee. I knew straight away that something serious had happened, I couldn’t get back up, I had to be stretchered off the field.
At the end of the game, hearing the siren sound and my team sing the song knowing I would not be able to play and sing the song broke my heart. I have never won a premiership in my life, and my football team are having a cracking season, my team finished top of the ladder for the home and away season. I wanted nothing more than to reach that number one goal; a potential premiership. I held on to the hope that it was going to be something minor...
The following Monday, I had my MRI done and got the news from my GP, I have ruptured my ACL, meniscus, and fractured my knee. It was honestly the most heart-breaking news, it tore my walls down. Knowing I will be out of my number one passion for at least one and a half years; two seasons of football, shattered me. I felt like it was a dream, I just wanted someone to pinch me and wake me up from the nightmare I am still living in.
The next step; surgery, it is going to cost me around $10,000. I have been trying so hard to save my money to pay for the surgery, and have managed to save almost $1,000. Majority of the money saved has come from my tax return, I haven't spent a cent from it, and have been putting away as much as I can every fortnight.
I am in my third year at University, studying Health and Physical Education, no way do I have that kind of money.
Now, the only option seems to be to wait 12 months for my surgery, the recovery of an ACL injury is roughly 10 months. I cannot fathom being restricted like this for two years, I am not able to run, join in with students on my placements. As an active person, I want nothing more than to get back to my active lifestyle as soon as possible. My visits to surgeons have not gone well, I feel like I am stuck in limbo.
Without football, I am swirling down, it keeps me concentrated and focused, my knee is sore almost every day, I am unhappy all the time, I wish for a miracle most days. To my friends and family, it seems as though I have my good days and my bad days, every day is a bad day for me. There is not one moment of the day that it isn’t in the back of my mind.
At the end of the game, hearing the siren sound and my team sing the song knowing I would not be able to play and sing the song broke my heart. I have never won a premiership in my life, and my football team are having a cracking season, my team finished top of the ladder for the home and away season. I wanted nothing more than to reach that number one goal; a potential premiership. I held on to the hope that it was going to be something minor...
The following Monday, I had my MRI done and got the news from my GP, I have ruptured my ACL, meniscus, and fractured my knee. It was honestly the most heart-breaking news, it tore my walls down. Knowing I will be out of my number one passion for at least one and a half years; two seasons of football, shattered me. I felt like it was a dream, I just wanted someone to pinch me and wake me up from the nightmare I am still living in.
The next step; surgery, it is going to cost me around $10,000. I have been trying so hard to save my money to pay for the surgery, and have managed to save almost $1,000. Majority of the money saved has come from my tax return, I haven't spent a cent from it, and have been putting away as much as I can every fortnight.
I am in my third year at University, studying Health and Physical Education, no way do I have that kind of money.
Now, the only option seems to be to wait 12 months for my surgery, the recovery of an ACL injury is roughly 10 months. I cannot fathom being restricted like this for two years, I am not able to run, join in with students on my placements. As an active person, I want nothing more than to get back to my active lifestyle as soon as possible. My visits to surgeons have not gone well, I feel like I am stuck in limbo.
Without football, I am swirling down, it keeps me concentrated and focused, my knee is sore almost every day, I am unhappy all the time, I wish for a miracle most days. To my friends and family, it seems as though I have my good days and my bad days, every day is a bad day for me. There is not one moment of the day that it isn’t in the back of my mind.
Organizer
Jed Dexter
Organizer
Narre Warren South VIC
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