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Michelle de Jongh - My story part 4
I had conquered my injury and I didn't have any problems with injury 2012. That year was actually a really nice year, I got to go on national team camps and games. It was a damn good year. So now what? I just got back to normal?
I wish this was the end of my injuries. My 2012 was spectacular and suddenly it was 2013. Just like that. I was still in Mariestads BoIS FF at this time. We had decided to go on a camp in Spain a year earlier and now was the time. March 21 we arrived in Spain. Everything was good until the end of the third practice. We were trying some new corners, and I was supposed to meet out in the corner to make a quick play. So I ran against the corner, got the pass and exactly in the moment I passed the ball, I heard a crack in my left knee. Something broke, and I heard it. It was the exact same sound and pain I had felt with the right knee. My reaction was to panic, I knew exactly what happened but I didn't want to admit it.
" Not again, not again, not again. Oh god, this isn't happening. Not again, I don't want it, not again." And I kept saying almost the same sentence over and over.
It didn't feel so bad after a few days when we got home from Spain. I had to be optimistic, I forced myself to think positive, I did my rehab and kept telling myself I would be playing soon. I kept the pain inside, didn't let it show.
Of course we had to check it even if we thought it would be fine. I was so optimistic, and then my world crashed when the doctor said my ACL was torn. I cried rivers and felt sorry for myself, and I could only think of missing the season.
To be continued