Sunday, March 21, 2010

Silence

"Boing! Boing!" The trampoline was saying while I jumped on my knees. I was at Chow's Gymnastics on the long trampoline doing knee flips. Knee flips are when you bounce on your knees and go into a flip. I did the first two really good and I was getting ready to go on to the third. But lets say after that I couldn't talk for a week. . .
As I came down from doing a knee flip my chin banged into my knee. And there is more! My tongue was sticking out so when my chin did bang into knee my teeth bit my tongue. As I got up a saw blood dripping down from my mouth onto the trampoline I realized what happened! I bit a hole in my tongue! It felt like a truck that weighed 1,000 pounds ran over my tongue. I ran over to my gymnastic teacher pointing at my tongue.
"What's the matter?" she said sweetly. I couldn't talk so I just kept pointing at my tongue.
"Oh! I see your tongue is bleeding," my teacher said like she didn't care.
"Uh-uh" I mumbled.
"Just go grab some paper towels from the bathroom to put on your tongue. Then you can just sit out'" she said again like she didn't care.
But I listened and went and grabbed some paper towels. Once I did I went and found my class and just sat on the side. The clock struck 8:30 so it was time for me to go. I couldn't wait to go home and tell my parents so they could do something about.
As I jumped in the car with the paper towels on my tongue my dad asked, "What happened to you?"
I couldn't talk so I opened my mouth and pointed to my tongue. My dad said, "Did you bite a hole in your tongue?"
I shook my head in response.
"Oh!! What did the teacher do? Tap my right hand if she helped you or tap my left hand if she didn't do a lot," my dad said concerned.
So I tapped his left hand.
"What! She didn't do anything?! Come on, lets go home," my dad said shocked.
When we got home my mom asked, "What happened?"
"She bit a hole in her tongue," my dad said with anger.
"Oh my. I'll call the doctor to see what we need to do," my mom said while walking to the phone.
My dad went to grab some new paper towels for me. I was sitting on our cream love seat turning on the T.V.
"No. It's time to go to bed," he said.
"Uh-uh," I mumbled.
"Cassie, you'll have to get up early because I scheduled an appointment at 8:00," my mom yelled from our kitchen. My dad guided me up the stairs and I went to bed in my bright blue comforter.
"Come on! Time to get up!" my mom said as she opened my white door. I shook my head because I was so tired. It was only 7:15.
"Well you have to get up," my mom said as she walked into the hallway. I lay in bed for about another 5 minutes and decided time to get up. I walked to the other side of my room where my dresser was to get my outfit on. I grabbed a blue top with a big red heart on it and my favorite jeans with holes in them. I quickly slipped them on and ran downstairs to our kitchen. I sat down at our glass table.
My mom walked by saying,"Good girl for getting up! Now do you just want eggs for breakfast?"
I shook my head up and down.
"Okay!" my mom said walking to the refrigerator grabbing the eggs. Our refrigerator was silver and had my brother's and I artwork all over it. As my mom was cooking the eggs, I got up to go turn the T.V. on.
My mom started walking toward the glass table with the eggs in the plate saying,"Your eggs are ready."
I jumped up from the couch and slowly nibbled on my eggs trying not to hurt my tongue.
"Time to go," my mom grabbing my coat and her coat from the mud room. I grabbed my coat from her hand. It felt like a fuzzy pillow and it was blue. Then I jumped into the car.
"Well she is very lucky that she doesn't need stitches on her tongue. If it was any bigger she would need a few stitches," the doctor said.
"Oh good! She doesn't need stitches! But what can we do to help her tongue heel?" my mom asked.
"Well first off she probably shouldn't talk a lot even if she is able to talk. Second, no hard or sticky food. So just stick to soft food items," the doctor responded.
"Okay. Thank you very much doctor," my mom said as she walked out the door.
For weeks my tongue was in pain, I couldn't talk very well, and I was stuck with soft food. But after awhile my tongue started to heel and the hole got smaller and smaller. Today it is closed up and I am very happy!! So some advice if any of you are in gymnastics doing knee flips don't stick your tongue out.

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