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Michelle de Jongh - My story part 2
The story continues..
So there I was, in April 2011. Doing rehab without knowing what actually was wrong with my knee. I was optimistic and didn't look at it with a sad face. It was hard, iI will admit that but I was determined that nothing was wrong. Finally the week before Gothia Cup was played, in the middle of the summer, I got an MRI. So I did the MRI and they said it would take about 2 weeks for them to see what was actually wrong. That is just ridiculous, they could have just looked at it right away and just say like, " hey your ACL is completely off". But thank god it didnt go down that way.
So the week after I went to Gothia Cup, finished in third place in the W19. I started to limp in the last game so probably that was pretty hard on my knee. But I wasn't finished, the week after that I went to another cup in Halmstad with another team in Mariestads BoIS FF. You may think I'm crazy for playing so much with the knee and everything. But as I said before I didn't know that it was so sirius. So, as if that wasn't enough I went on a district camp after that as well. And after those three weeks I got home. Hadn't got a answer on the MRI.
Then I remembered so well when my sister held an envelope. She opened and read it quiet. I didn't know anything and then she said to me " do you really want to know?". At that moment I understood that the news was bad, the next thing she said was that my ACL was completely torned. I bursted into tears, sad and angry I just sat in the couch crying.
My dad has always been there for me, and especially in the world of soccer. And he asked me "what are you crying about? obviously you can play soccer without." And he was right, what was I crying about.
Then we fixed an appointment for a surgery, and it got scheduled for the 1st of september. I played many games before that and also secured a district gold with my wonderful junior team. Just two days before the surgery I played a full game. It was weird really. Then day they came and I remember my mom was with me when I was sedated. I counted down from ten, and according to my mum I only got to 7.
To be continued