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Personal Narrative: The Big Injury

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The Big Injury It was all just a normal day ,except for when this happened. My mom was shocked. They never expected anything like that to happen. My doctor told my parents it was either I get the right treatment or I won 't walk right for the rest of my life, and I will have trouble running and breathing. The date was 01-29-03 or January 29 2003. I was rolling around while taking a nap with my dad while my mom was at work. My dad immediately called my mom to come home. Since I was only 6 months old my bones were fragile. If I were to have been younger than I already was it could have been more severe than it already was. I was rushed to the Emergency Room. I was called upon immediately to get x-rays and other stuff like that. The doctor came

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