english visual essay
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The First LinkBy: Kristen Sell
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June 7th, 2007 I graduated from high school with a great
plan for my future.
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Seven days later, on a camping trip with my family, I was kicked by a horse and shattered my tibia.
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I was scared I wouldn’t make it.
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Surgeons inserted a rod and four screws into my right leg. They also found out that my swollen right wrist was full of
badly pulled ligaments. I spent the rest of that summer with a cast on my arm sitting in a wheelchair.
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My wrist swollen to almost the size of my knee
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I was scared I would never walk again.
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Laying in the hospital after my first surgery
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The stitches in my knee
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I was scared that nothing would ever be the same.
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• Obviously, I made it through.• I am more than able to walk, now.
• Nothing is really the same as it was before my surgery.
• I am more than okay with the changes, though. Things change and I have no
control over that. Life has taken me down a completely different path, but I am
confident that it is the right path.
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My leg, today. My scars are barely visible.
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June 14th, 2007Seven days after my high school graduation
and the first link in an unending chain of events that would lend a hand in molding me into the adult I continue to become.
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